FATAL TROUBLE (REVERSE HAREM)

Part 3

The afternoon light streamed through the kitchen window, casting a warm glow over the table where you sat, flipping through a magazine. Your parents were busy in the living room, tidying up and preparing for your aunt's visit. You always looked forward to her coming; her infectious laughter and vibrant energy had a way of brightening any gathering.

As you sat there, daydreaming about your upcoming weekend plans, the doorbell rang, jolting you from your thoughts. You jumped up, feeling a rush of excitement. Throwing the door open, you were greeted by your aunt, standing there with her arms wide open and a trolley bag at her side.

"Surprise!" she exclaimed, pulling you into a warm embrace that smelled of her signature perfume—floral with a hint of citrus.

"Aunt! It's so good to see you!" you said, stepping back to take her in. She looked vibrant as ever, her naturally straight hair smoothly swaying with every movement and her outfit a perfect blend of chic and comfortable.

After a few moments of hugs and catching up, she glanced at you with a glimmer of mischief in her eyes. "I have something special planned for us, Ella" she said, her grin widening.

Curiosity bubbled up inside you. "What is it?" you asked, your heart racing with anticipation.

Is it what I'm thinking?

"Pack your bags! We're going to Milan!" she announced, her voice filled with excitement.

"Milan? Really? When?" you asked, barely able to comprehend the surprise.

"Next week!" she replied, her enthusiasm lighting up the room. "Till then I need to catch up with your mother a lot!"

Your heart raced as a wave of adrenaline surged through you. "I'm going? Are you serious?" The prospect of an impromptu trip sent your mind racing with all the possibilities—exploring the fashion capital, tasting authentic Italian gelato, and wandering through historical streets.

The k-pop idols and many celebrities are always there for some or the other fashion shows and along side many other western celebrities too. The thought of maybe anyone coming across your way made you excited. If luck is on your side, you should atleast come across your favorite group - either NCT or Enhypen.

Your thought bubble broke when your aunt again spoke up.

"Absolutely! Now, go get your stuff ready in this week!" she urged, her eyes sparkling.

Without a moment's hesitation, you sprinted to your room, the world around you fading as you focused on the task at hand. Clothes flew out of your drawers as you hurriedly decided what to pack. Your favorite sundress caught your eye, along with a couple of comfy outfits perfect for sightseeing. You grabbed a stylish pair of shoes that could take you from day to night.

"Do you need help?" your mom called from the hallway, her voice laced with amusement as she witnessed your frantic energy.

The sunlight filtered softly through the sheer curtains, casting a warm glow in your room as you paced back and forth, excitement bubbling inside you. It was just a week until your trip to Milan with your aunt, and the anticipation felt almost electric.

"No! I can pack myself."

"I didn't allow the trip yet." She tried to make a serious face but failing miserably as a smile broke into her face.

"Mom, please..." you pleaded, only for her to break into laughter.

"It's not like your aunt is going to listen to me and she had promised you to take on a trip before your final exams so before starting your university life, go enjoy the trip." Your mom said.