Off limits to my Italian step brother
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on of the panicking outcry. By the time we got there, a little girl was
thumping rapidly against my chest as I struggled to whisk her up. With exuberant
ted her head backward, and pinch the bridge of her nose with my index finger and thumb, afterwa
rged to the forefront of my brain and I unconsciously burst into tears. "Please,
," I muttered as I continuously blow into
running amok. What if she dies in my arm the same way Mered
she seemed around the age M
s, while my mom paced back and forth
racked. More tears w
er out of her mouth and I heaved a sigh of
d like this too. Alas, I would ha
Meredith for a split second. "Oh thank you. Thank you.
oodness, you're safe. You're going to be fine, Isabella. You're alright." Having said that, he turned
managed a small smil
and curiosity tugging in her voice. "Do you feel hurt anywhere?" She surveyed
mness and I shuffled to my feet. "Please, where
o through that door. Ask any maid for
" I mu
uch, Lynn. You did great by saving Emilio's daughter and I'm so p
of how pale and almost lifeless Isabella was a few seconds ago plagued my mind. Although it was a g
nd Korean pork rind. It's been five years, and I still couldn't believe he
ously loved. The floor was an old-fashioned parquet with a blend of deep homely browns and the walls were the greens of a summer garden meeting a bold ingeniously done piece of artwork. The banister was a
f yellow and I stared at them blankly. Of course, it was the parsonage. I could see a bar curving in
A tiny voice greeted m
aftern
owed brows and puzzled look that- she was trying to find answers as to why I was dripping or why there were tears
om." She informed. "It's this way," she said,
hat I preceded her. I simply complied. My mood was sunken
n much time, admiring how exquisite my room was. I wiped the te
rear end of the large room and I responded with a n
ave a study too? I thought t
ed into the bathroom and flipped on the fauc
quick bath." She said as if
ou, I eyed my luggage arranged
me for anything at all, do not hesitate to call me." She added w
ered. "But you c
the Russo's mansion." Having said that, she
rd. Looking around the room, I press
to myself. "You just have to embrace this new l
hing my eyes fell on brought a faint smile to my face; my first painting. It
true, because my soon-to-be stepdad has all the resources to s
immediately set my painting down amongst the rest, then I peeled off my dampened shirt over my
masculine voice resonated through the hallway
meet a guy in a leather jacket, covering his eyes. A loud gasp escaped my lips as
ow to knock?" I q
no reason to knock." The leath
n her way out. Without further ado, I set my painting down on the bed and picked up my dampened shirt to cover up
s," I said after slipp
My father told me what happened. So I came to express
I asked
s gaze at my face. "Lynett