Aurelia Rossi, daughter of Leonardo Rossi; Boss of the Italian Mafia. Also an assassin known as "Star", taken days after her second birthday by one of her fathers guard. After 8 years of physical and mental abuse she kills him, and is given to a jun...
This morning I had been awaken by Elijah belly-flopping onto my bed.
"Wake up, sleepyhead!" Elijah yells into my ear, making me wince. I burry my head further into my pillow, wishing I could fall back to sleep at this very moment.
"Aurelia, I have to tell you something," his voice lowers, getting half on my attention. "But you have to wake up first."
What a fucking manipulator.
I groan, turning over to face him. The bright sunlight blinds my vision and I have to blink aggressively until I can see him clearly. Elijah looks down at me with a very serious face. I almost laugh in his face.
"Okay, okay! Get off of me, fucking pig." I say, squirming around under him until he finally gets off. I get out of the bed after him and go towards my bathroom to get ready while he sits on my bed watching me.
I grab my toothbrush and wet it, then I put toothpaste on it. "Okay. You had something to tell me?" I ask before I begin brushing my teeth, glancing at him.
His head lifts up from his phone. "Oh, yeah. Okay, so—"
I spit. "I have something to tell you, too." I avoid looking at him.
He raises his eyebrows. "Really? What is it?" he asks.
I wait a while before I speak again, "You first." I can feel him roll his eyes.
"We're not playing that game, Aurelia."
I finish brushing my teeth and rinse my mouth with mouthwash. After I spit the mouthwash out I wash my face.
"Is your "something" more important than mine?" I ask as I walk over to my closet.
"I don't know! You haven't even told me yet so how am I suppose to know?" I glance back at him this time and actually catch him rolling his eyes.
"Don't roll your eyes at me, Mr. Rossi." I say sternly. "And we can just say them at the same time." I suggest.
My eyes scan over my clothes until the land on a grey sweatsuit. I take a white top and the sweatsuit and slip them on quickly.
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"Okay, fine. Just no cheating." I nod my head as I walk out.
"You look hot." He smirks. I laugh lightly and bow.
"Thank you, thank you." I smile at him. Elijah always says shit like that, and I've grown used to it. Sometimes it even makes me blush—no weird shit though.
I sit on the bed and we face one another. He has that serious face on again.
"On the count of three," He starts and I nod. "One...two...three—"
"I kissed Elliot!"
"I hit my big toe!"
We both stare back at each other with wide eyes, trying to process what just came out of our mouths.
