The Broken Angel & Her Overprotective Brothers

I huffed at myself as I took a quick glance at my appearance in the full-length mirror in my walk-in closet.

I planned to dress as simple as possible since I was going to ruin my third official day in my new home with my least favorite brother, Mark.

But here I was, looking graceful and pretty even in a simple black jeans and a white jumper which I paired with black sneakers.

My long hair was pulled in a loose side braid and the tiny pearl earrings were peeking through the locks that were falling loosely around my face.

Other than my favorite baby pink lip balm, there was no hint of makeup on my entire face.

This won't do. It would look like I had purposely gotten ready for my time out with Mark.

Nope! I could not let him make me feel any more embarrassed.

I had no idea how did he end up agreeing with the idea of taking me out, but I sure was not even a single bit excited about it.

But what could I do or say? If even he could not get through Domenic's order, then I had no interest in making a fool of me in front of my guardian by trying to make him understand that I was not interested in going out.

A knock brought me out of my trance and the next second, Daniel entered into the closet. His eyes took in my appearance and I could see approval in them.

"Since you are already ready, you should head downstairs. It's already time for you and Mark to leave." Daniel said as he stood there by the door.

Even though the entire closet was filled with luxuries, but at that moment in front of Daniel, who was dressed in a royal blue suit, accompanied by an expensive watch and his elegantly combed hair, the luxuries of the closer failed to match his standard.

I just nodded my head lightly and started walking towards the door which led to my bedroom.

I was almost at the door when Daniel called me and I turned to look at him, waiting for him to continue with whatever he was going to say.

His eyes roamed through every corner of my bedroom, taking in all the details and finally resting on me.

"You haven't made any changes to this room. Do you like its current setting? Or do you have any special idea to decorate it?" he asked me curiously.

My eyes roamed over the setting of my bedroom and then again landed on Daniel.

"I have no personal ideas for decorating it. As long as I have a comfortable bed to sleep in, I don't care about the rest." I replied honestly with a shrug.

I could see the flicker of surprise in his eyes but they soon returned to their normal self as he slowly nodded his head.

I didn't wait any longer in the room and immediately headed downstairs.

As I came out of the mansion and made my way downstairs to the ground level, I saw a black shining car standing right in front of the stairs.

When I reached the car there was no one there. I looked at the watch on my wrist and it was showing 9:02 am.

We were supposed to leave at nine. Since there was no sign of Mark, I decided to sit on the stairs and wait for him.

9:02 changed to 9:15, then 9:20, and even 9:30, but Mark had still to make an appearance.

Just when I was tired of waiting and decided to head back to the mansion, I heard footsteps approaching from the left side.

As I descended the last few steps of the stairs to look at the incomer, my eyes landed on Mark.

Clad in black jeans and a polo red shirt, he was excluding the aura of a typical bad boy with those tattoos peeking through his shirt.

"Let's go."

He said as soon as his eyes landed on me.

I was unable to read his expressions due to the dark sunglasses that were covering his eyes.

A sigh left my lips as I made my way towards the passenger side. I was about to settle down on the seat when his sharp commanding voice entered my ears.

"In the back."

I looked at him with confused eyes but when he refused to even give me a single glance, I decided to save my energy and sat down on the back seat.

Within a minute we were driving our way out of the Alessandro's Mansion grounds.

I looked at the villas and mansions passing by through the window and realized that not even a single mansion matched the level of Alessandro Mansion, not even close.

Around twenty minutes later, Mark stopped the car in front of a cafe. I had no idea where exactly we were heading. Were we supposed to spend the morning in a cafe?

Since I had no idea about what to do, I remained sitting in my seat, waiting for Mark to order me to come out of the car.

Amazingly, I didn't get to leave the car, and nor did we spend our morning at the cafe.

Rather, a girl with blonde hair and face covered in makeup opened the passenger door and set down in the front seat.

She was probably around twenty or something and her dark brown eyes made me recoil from her, didn't even let me start about her harpy like voice.

"Hey, Mark baby! How have you been this past week without me?"

I could swear that she had pots of honey hidden somewhere in her football-sized mouth.

Alright, alright! Let's just say that I didn't like her at all without even spending a minute in her company. But, did my opinion mattered? Absolutely no!

I watched as she planted a kiss on Mark's cheek and left the red prints of her lips there.

If I was disliking her so far, then her actions made me gag. However, I was smart enough to sit still in my seat without even showing much emotion on my face.

And then, the harpy's eyes finally landed on me, and oh my, did I just saw my death in them?