Mine

Ch. 22

"When are you coming back?" Hearing Izzy's sad voice almost brought me to tears. "Soon love" hearing shuffling and arguing "How soon because I'm THIS close to being an only child!" Valentina yells. The next thing I knew more shuffling and yelling were being heard.

"What's going on?" I think I just heard something break in the background. "Val's angry at Leo and Dante. She threw a lamp at them. Can we play superheroes when you get back?" Shaking my head I promise to play with her when I get back. Saying our I love yous and goodbyes I hang up the phone.

"She really does love you" Walking out of the closet Enzo fixes his tie as he walks up behind me. Tonight is our last night in Ibiza and we're about to attend an auction. Enzo initially hesitated, but I refused to be stuck in this hotel. Like what was the reason for me to put on this disguise if I didn't go out wearing it? "I love her too. She's so creative and brilliant for her age. The fact that she can already skip a grade is crazy." Finish putting on my lashes I sit back away from the vanity mirror to see Enzo staring at me "What?"

"Magnifico" (gorgeous) smiling I walk over to my lavender purple floor-length dress and slip it on. "Can you zip me up?" Walking over to me he slowly zips up my dress while leaving small kisses along my spine until finally reaches the top. Turning around he has a small smile on his face "I'm sorry you have to hide" Smiling I pat his right cheek "It's okay"Grabbing my wrist he brings it to his lips giving it a small peck. Backing me onto the bed he grabs one of my heels and slides it on my foot not before kissing my toes then fastening the strap around my ankle. Doing the same to the other foot he grabs both of my hands and stands me back up.

"Andiamo. We're already late" (let's go).

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"Wow" Is this an auction or a ball? there are so many people here in their most expensive attire sipping on expensive champagne and eating expensive food while conversing with one another. "Enzo Moretti benvingut" (Welcome) A tan man walks up to us with a big smile. He has dark wavy hair and sporting a five o'clock shadow. Reaching his hand for Enzo to shake Zo just looks at him. Pulling his hand back he still kept his smile but I could tell by the look in his light brown eyes that he was upset. "my name is Bruno Frontera Salvo. I'm the host of this auction. If you have any questions or need anything just let me know" he says to me for some reason. The way he stared at me with that smile started to creep me out. "And who is this?"

"Don't worry about that. What you should worry about is how your event is about to end early with your lifeless body on the ground if you keep staring at her." raising his hands in surrender he backs up away from us a little with a grin "Sense falta de respecte. I'm sorry I was told that you usually come with someone else or by yourself. I was curious." (No disrespect). Ignoring him Zo leads us down a set of stairs and walks straight to a group of people. "Fratello" (brother) Romeo smiles as he sees us walking toward him "Hai deciso di portarla con te?" (Decided to bring her along?)

"Non chiedere" (Don't ask) Enzo grumble as he dap up his brothers. "Hello little sis" Romeo pulls me in for a quick hug "You look beautiful" he whispers in my ear as we pull away "Thank you Romeo you look handsome" Grinning ear to ear he adjusts his tie "I try my best" shaking my head I look at Gio who nods at me with a small smile. Smiling I give him a small wave. After what happened that day in the hotel room I can tell there was tension between me and the brothers, mostly from Gio. From listening to their conversation earlier today Gio told Enzo he doesn't trust me but he couldn't explain why.

"È successo qualcosa di interessante?" (Anything interesting happen?) Enzo cut straight to the point. Stopping a waiter who was passing by with a tray of food I grabbed some and pretended I didn't understand what they were talking about. I have a love-hate relationship with my knowledge of many different languages. I love that I'm fluent in many languages but in situations like this where multiple languages are being spoken in the same room at the same time I get a little overwhelmed. "Non proprio, a parte l'ultima cosa messa all'asta." (Not really, except for the last thing that's being auctioned) Romeo answers as he looks around then stops spotting someone in the distance. "Which is?"