Page 19 of Sworn to My Heart
I sit on the toilet, take off my clothes and complete my morning routine as my legs transform into my tail. Washing my face in the morning when my tail appears is not an easy task, but to my surprise, I manage to do it successfully, despite the distance between the toilet and the sink.
I struggle to understand why a young couple living alone needs so much space in the house, the bathroom alone is bigger than my apartment. It must be so tiring.
I dry my face, turn my tail back to legs with a gentle caress and put my sports bra and pants back on, going back downstairs. Cora is still sleeping on the sofa, so I look around and notice a small hallway next to the playroom, leading to the kitchen.
I walk in and see Maria already hard at work preparing breakfast.
“Good morning,” I greet her, and she returns my glance beforegetting back to her work. There are five plates on the counter but I refrain from asking about it.
Instead, I ask for a latte, and she immediately obliges, handing me a hot cup moments later before returning to her work.
I head down to the first floor with my coffee, not wanting to disturb Cora’s sleep by staying on the second floor.
As I step into the entrance floor, my eyes meet Luca, Mariano, and an unfamiliar man sitting in the living room with his back to me. Great, another crazy person to add to the collection. I toss a “Good morning” into the air, and all three turn to look at me, surprised. They probably aren’t used to seeing anyone else awake at this hour besides Maria.
“Mariano, I didn’t know you had a mistress!” the unfamiliar man says, a scheming look in his eyes, “With how she looks, I can’t blame you, I wouldn’t be able to resist either.”
Yep, definitely another crazy one. Delightful.
Mariano doesn’t seem fazed by his comment and replies in a resigned tone, “Pedro, you’re a real idiot. This is Alin.”
Now I understand where he got his manners from; Pedro, the youngest brother.
I notice Luca clenching his fists tightly, glaring at Pedro with anger. What were they talking about? I wonder, but I sit in a distant armchair facing the city view.
Pedro immediately gets up, grabs my hand, and looks at me, confused.
“Why were you sitting over there? Come join us,” he invites, pulling me over to the living room and seating me next to him. I feel uncomfortable under his scrutinizing gaze, especially since I’m only wearing my sports bra and shorts.
Normally, I wouldn’t care about what I’m wearing, but with Pedro’s intense stare, I feel exposed.
He sits so close that I try to scoot away and free my hand from his grip without him noticing, but to no avail. It seems he has no intention of letting go.
“Don’t be shy, I’ll protect you. If you’re not Mariano’s, you’ll definitely be mine,” he says arrogantly as he senses my efforts to move away from him.
Insane family.
He moves his face closer to mine, and I recoil in disgust.
“You can keep drea…” I start to say defensively, but I stop mid-sentence when I see Pedro’s shirt being yanked into the air, with him along for the ride. I look up to see Luca gripping him tightly, fire in his eyes.
“You won’t touch a single hair on her head,” he threatens in a low, menacing tone.
Pedro instantly transforms from a predator shark into a scared little guppy, now sitting silently in the armchair across from me. Mariano sighs and rubs his forehead in frustration. It seems like my instincts were right, Luca is the real one in charge here.
Instead of feeling the disgust I should toward him, a strange sense of relief washes over me. I’m not sure if it’s because he got Pedro away from me or because of his jealous outburst.
Either way, I’m certain that everyone in this family thinks with their male parts, not their brains.
Males are males wherever I go… I start to admire Cora more now; she’s stronger than I thought. I imagine her handling all three of them and chuckle.
Without a warning, Luca sits down next to me, taking Pedro’s place, and they continue their morning conversation as if nothing had happened. My body tenses, so I try to focus on their discussion but I can’t understand a word as they speak in codes.
I am not wanted here, that’s for sure. But I’m not curious tofind out either, my mind is scrambled as Luca’s leg reaches mine now. I feel tingles all over my body, and even if I wanted to now, I wouldn’t be able to move my leg away from his.
We’re like two magnets.
He places his hand on my inner thigh, as if reading my mind, and my body betrays me again as my excitement rises. I hope he won’t notice as he keeps focusing on the ongoing conversation.
