Page 93 of Mafie Trials

“Just?”

“I kind of thought we might all be sleeping together.”

She picks at her nails nervously. “It’s no big deal though. I think I was just surprised you had everything upgraded, but our rooms look practically the same.”

“Come with me.” I usher her towards the back to where a staircase is hidden behind a partition that’s made to look like a wall cutout from the other side of the room. The surprised look in her eyes makes me feel like I actually know how to do things right for her.

As Evie climbs the stairs, she notices the door is locked with a fingerprint scanner.

“Really?” she asks, not approving of my over protective ways.

“Your print is in there. Open it.”

I scoff at her surprise. I’ve given her no reason to think that just because I gave her space doesn’t mean that I take her security any less seriously. The bracelet my father got her is just an addition to the madness I had planned, but I did dial it down a bit after she asked me to. I don’t track her movements twenty-four seven. That has to count for something.

The idea of anyone sneaking into our room while we sleep is enough to put me on edge. This security measure is for all of us.

The scanner beeps and the door opens, revealing a massive four poster bed with hidden hard points throughout as well as above the bed. They are strategically placed to look like hooks for the massive light fixture above.

To the right is the small kitchen for the four of us any time we need space or privacy after strenuous activity. There’s a mini coffee bar right next to the entrance for the primary bathroom, so she can get a cup of coffee before she has to shower.

I watch as she goes to the bathroom to find a jacuzzi tub large enough for all of us and a shower that is practically another room itself. The closets at the back are organized alphabetically and washing machines nearby so we can do our own laundry, avoiding any prying eyes as to what we are up to when we are alone.

Evie gasps as she sees the three different shower heads. I had a strong feeling she would appreciate those upgrades. I also installed a large sitting area for us next to balcony doors that slide all the way open to reveal a patio with seating and a small fireplace.

It’s luxurious, intimate, and all ours.

“What do you think, Princess? Is this castle fit for you?”

She squeals as she runs towards me and throws her body into mine. I lift her in my arms, adoring every moment of her embrace.

“It’s perfect. For all of us. You know Lev is going to try to live on that balcony overnight. I can already see you making us dinner in the kitchen. And Damien is going to go crazy in that shower. Hell, I might join him.”

The tinge of pink that touches her cheek at that admission is perfection. I kiss her, dipping her back.

“And what will you enjoy most?”

She bites her lip, giving me all sorts of ideas as she backs up slowly. “This giant ass bed.” She jumps into it, tossing the decorative pillows aside and pretends to swim, making me laugh.

“I love your laugh.” She walks herself to the end of the bed on her knees, meeting me with a kiss.

“I love when you smile like this.” She is literally glowing in front of me, her silver hair illuminating with the way the chandelier above casts light over her.

My phone vibrates in my pocket, and I check to see Angelo’s name pop up.

“Our captain is here to talk about his role for this semester. Would you like to join me?”

“I really want to go on a run by the cliffs, I missed the sea air.”

“Sounds good to me,” I kiss her one final time. “I will be in my room in the study if you want to stop by before you leave.”

She nods and heads to the closet to get dressed for a run. I swear I bought every single kind of athletic clothing I could find for her. She goes through clothes like crazy with how much she works out and how often we all like to rip them off of her. I hope she likes what I picked.

Instead of letting myself spiral and wonder about every little thing she could be thinking, I head downstairs and greet Angelo. We enter my room and walk to the study hidden within my old closet.

“I wanted to discuss what we are going to need from you this semester.”

Evie’s squeals interrupt me. I watch as she practically skips over to the man and crushes him in a hug.

---