Page 17 of The Mafia Princess

“Really?” she asked hopefully.

“Yeah, we have the Queen of Pop, Beyonce, to name just one,” Angel said. “There’s Madonna and Prince.”

“I’ve never heard of them,” Aryanna said.

“We’ll show you so many things you’ll never want to leave us,” Beth said.

“You really want me to stay?” she asked.

The girls surrounded her with a group hug, almost falling over and laughing.

“We absolutely do,” Angel said.

“Who ate onions for breakfast?” Hope said with her nose crinkled up.

“I had an omelet,” Faith said.

Hope took a few steps back and waved her hand in front of her face. “Next time, warn us before we hug.”

Aryanna couldn’t help it. She laughed until tears ran down her face. When she finally got control, she wiped her face and grinned. “God, you guys have no idea how much I’m going to cherish you.”

“You’re officially a part of our possie,” Angel said.

“I will gladly take on the challenge of becoming as wonderful as all of you.”

Hope snorted. “Wow, that’s cheesy.”

Beth gasped. “I can’t believe you said that, Hope. She just met us.”

Hope shrugged. “So. She’ll get to know us very quickly, and she’s stuck now, so she can’t run from us.”

Beth rolled her eyes. “Still…”

Aryanna couldn’t help but chuckle when the two started to argue. They were treating her like a regular person, and she loved it.

“I have another question,” Faith said.

They turned to face her.

“What’s up with the bruises?”

Aryanna sighed. She was hoping they hadn’t noticed.

“Yeah, I’d like to know, too,” Beth said.

She went over what had happened in the hotel room.

“God, what did Remington say when you told him?” Angel asked.

“I haven’t.”

“Why?” Angel asked.

Aryanna sat on the side of the bed and stared down at her hands. “I thought he might not believe me, or if he did and he thought I was too much trouble, he’d send me back to my country.”

Faith shook her head. “Absolutely not. These guys aren’t pussies. They can handle anything.”

“Oh, I’m going to tell Graham you think he’s a hero,” Hope said snidely.