My pillows really hard. I punch it a couple times trying to mould it to the perfect shape. "Jesus you sure pack a punch." My pillow groans.

Wait. My pillow? Pillows can't speak? My eyes fly open to see who on earth I'm in bed with. His dark blue eyes pierce into mine. Oh no. Oh no no no. How did I end up here? Bianca's dress! I'm not wearing it. I'm wearing a shirt. Who changed me? Was it him? Oh my god.

"Sweetheart, quit mentally rambling and tell me what's on your mind." It's now that I realise I'm practically straddling the man while he's all comfy laying flat down in his bed.

Immediately I scramble off him and off his comfy bed. "Uh, um. What h-happened?" He props himself up before answering my unnerving question.

"You and my sister got wasted. I took you home, no one was in your room to keep an eye on you, so I bought you up here."

"O-Ok and what about m-my clothes?"

He smirks "nonna came here to change you. Don't worry, I'll only see what's under there." He gestures to my shirt "when you're begging me too."

"Oh she shouldn't have come so far just to change me." I say to myself more than him. Completely disregarding his previous statement.

"Anymore questions?" He folds his arms over his chest showing off his bulging biceps. Man he must work out a lot.

"Just one. W-why did you sleep in t-the same bed a-as me?"

"I'm a mafia boss. I need to have a good nights sleep if I'm going to run the business."

"Oh. Did you change the dressings on y-your wound?" He smiles.

"Yes principessa I did. No need to worry about me-"

We both look at the door as Bianca runs into the room. She looks at me wide eyed, then at her brother. "Bianca?" Her brother questions sternly.

"Oh... my... god! It is true! I thought Leo photoshopped the two of you cuddling in bed. But you're both in here! He's already sent the picture to get magnets and holiday cards made!" She looks back to her brother smirking just like he had moments ago.

"I thought you never let women stay the night. Or cuddle." It's a little amusing watching Mr Romanos cheeks slightly tinge red.

"Bianca, she was drunk and wouldn't have been safe alone. I was just doing what was right." She scoffs.

"Okay, cause being in the mafia requires us to do what's right."

"You should leave." He stares daggers at her.

"I-I think I will too." I speak up. I don't want to be here any more than Mr Romano wants Bianca here.

Bianca grabs my hand and we begin to leave. "Tell Leonardo that if the picture he took gets to anyone else I will shoot his kneecaps and starve him in the cells, brother or not!" Bianca laughs at her brothers threat. I don't know why. I don't think he was joking.

She closes his door behind us and wraps her arm in mine. "So since you have today and tomorrow off, do you wanna do something?"

"S-Sure."

"Cool! Let's go shopping. Since you borrowed my dress last night I'm assuming you don't own many clothes?"

"I'm sorry. I should've a-asked."

She swats her hand in front of her face "nah. It's fine. You can borrow my clothes any time. What's mine is yours. Now go get changed and meet me at the front door. We'll go get breakfast then shop till we drop!"

She runs off to her room while I begin walking down the stairs by myself. It seems I've made a friend. One I actually like. That's a first. Maybe I should get drunk more often.

I notice as I pass by the front door there are maids shuffling their way through the front door, holding their heads. Wow must've been a rough night. Their clubbing outfits are all rumpled and some of them are wearing what seems to be mens T-shirt. I avoid eye contact and make a beeline for my room.

Once I open the door and quickly shut it behind me I see that one of the maids has come back from last night. I believe her names Holly? Luck is not on my side. She eyes me up and down in disgust, until she takes a look at my shirt. Or his shirt. Maybe she won't notice?

"Looks like you bagged a rich boy last night." Phew. She doesn't know it's our bosses shirt. If they found out then I'd be in the centre of attention and that is the last thing I want.

"Um. Y-Yeah." It's better she thinks I'm a slut than a slut sleeping with the boss. By the way, we only slept. Nothing else... unless he lied. I'm sure he didn't. He even had nonna come and change me. If that's true... I don't know what to believe. With his lifestyle he clearly does unspeakable things, maybe I will ask nonna just to make sure.

"So where you headed off to in such a rush? Round two?" Why is she talking to me? Normally the group of them ignore me.

"Oh, I'm going t-to the mall." She smirks.

"Yeah. I've seen you're wardrobe. It definitely needs to be updated. Good luck though. You haven't received your first pay check yet so I don't know how you're going to pay for these so called clothes."

I really hate this bitch but she has a point. I have no money. Maybe I can window shop instead and plan what I buy. I can also help Bianca choose her clothes. See! This trip won't be pointless.

"I r-really need to get ready." I move past her and look under my bed. We do have a closet but Holly and the other two took up all the space so I just place my things under my bed.

I grab a black sweater and a black mini skirt that I was given along with my Walmart shoes I wore to school. I don't really have anything else to take with me. I don't have a phone, or a wallet but I do have some lip balm that I'll take. Chapped lips are not cute. Everything I owned I'm sure has been burned by my oh so loving boss.

Seeing as Holly is now trying not to laugh at my outfit, I don't feel the least bit rude running out the door. I run down the hallway just wanting to get out of here and be a little free.

Bianca's waiting by the door tapping away on her phone but when she spots me she puts it in her Prada fluffy tote. It looks so cozy, I'd live in that bag if I could.

"Ready to go?" I simply nod, not trusting myself not to stutter. It's become a real issue being here. I mean I stuttered a lot at school other than the people I feel comfortable around but now I have to feel absolutely safe and form a deep connection before I stop stuttering.

I've heard the maids making fun of it and even impersonating me but nonnas always put a stop to it when she's around. She'll even get them to clean the toilets.

We get into a sleek black car with a driver. Fancy but not surprising. He begins to drive while Bianca talks my ear off about her favourite stores, her style and what she wants to buy.

The drives around 30 minutes, we pull up in front of the large establishment that's absolutely crowded. Oh wow. I feel my stomach drop, that's a lot of people. Bianca picked up on my uneasiness, she placed her hand over mine. "Don't worry. I know all these people look intimidating but they're all in their own world. They won't pay attention to us."

"T-Thanks." She smiled and opens the door. I follow her as we walk inside. Immediately she walks into one of those designer stores. Chanel? The workers immediately greet her politely, offering her a drink and offering to pull up their latest items. While I'm treated like a ghost. I guess my outfit doesn't scream rich so I'm not worth looking at. For all they know I'm like Adam Sandler! Clothes don't define our wealth. I mean he wears a baggy shirt and shorts.

Bianca is a very perceptive person because immediately she recognises what's going on and throws the women a glare. They seem to get what she means as they immediately treat me respectfully offering me a glass of champagne and all that rich people shit.

We both look around the store. Bianca's completely in her element, grabbing purses and jackets, holding them up to me and deciding whether the colour compliments my skin tone.

"Bianca, y-you know I can't a-afford this, right?"

She smirks and pulls out an American Express card.

"Don't worry, this trips on my brother. We can purchase anything we want."

"I-I can't do that. I'm his maid."

"So? He won't care?"

"Won't?" Her cheeks tint pink.

"Okay. So he doesn't actually know I took his card-"

"B-Bianca!"

"Ok, ok I'll call him. If he says yes, then will you let loose and allow me to buy things for you? Please?" The girl uses her goddamned puppy dog eyes on me. I want to have her as a friend and it's not like he won't know. Maybe then my clothes won't be judged by the other maids.

I caved.

"Fine." She shrikes. I think I've gone deaf.

Whipping out her phone she calls her brother. I can hear his slightly agitated voice through the phone but can't comprehend what exactly he's saying. So I listen to Bianca.

"I know.... I won't do it again.... Yes, for Scarlett.... Mhmm....Yep.... Kay... love you bye!" She shoved her phone back into her purse.

"He said yes!!!"

She really wasn't exaggerating when she said 'shop till we drop' I think I may actually drop. "One last store!" I sigh, I don't even have the energy to argue with her. The driver has come in a total of three times to carry our bags out to the car.

They're not all mine but the majority are. She leads me into Victoria Secret. I stop myself and she turns around. "Oh come on! You need some sexy underwear. I hate that it'll be seen by my brother but at least we'll be sister in laws!!"

WHAT.

NO.

"Bianca, I'm f-flattered b-but that's never going to h-happen." She just rolls her eyes.

"Whatever. Even nonna knows you two are going to end up together eventually. She's counting on it."

"No. Never ever e-ever!" She shrugs.

"Kay! Then let's buy you some sexy underwear for yourself."

"Fine. A-As long as you k-know it's not for h-him."

She seems to be fine with my answer as we head inside together. Bianca begins gathering pieces and I just stand feeling really awkward. I follow her around like a lost puppy until she walks up to the cash register.

Since she knows all my sizes I didn't have to try everything on. I think it's a little risky but I'm glad I don't have to change into these scanty sets.

I look at the total $1202, "B-Bianca, t-that's to m-much." The lady running the register looks at me and pops her gum.

"Why can't you speak normally?" Rude.

"U-Um-"

"That's a little rude don't ya think?" Bianca aggressively swipes the card.

"Jesus I was just wondering. I mean how hard is it to speak?"

I grab Bianca's hand and pull her out of the store. She fights me a little bit but eventually I draw her out. I've had enough of shopping for a lifetime so I don't stop outside of Victoria secret. I take her outside of the mall where the driver is waiting.

We come to a stop outside of the car. "You know I would've fucked that bitch up right? She was really fucking rude." I smile.

"I know and thank you, I really appreciate you having my back." Her eyes go wide.

"you didn't stutter!!" Her smiles so big, she looks like a child who'd just been offered a trip to Disneyland.

I can't help it, I laugh. "Now that's two people. You and nonna. I think I stop stuttering when I feel safe and protected by someone and know they're not going to hurt me."

She pulls me into a big hug. "I'm so happy you feel safe around me. You may not like this but while you were getting changed Dante told me about your dad, how he abused you? And I just want you to know that I will always protect you. I've never really clicked with anyone before but I do with you. I know it's childish and we haven't known each other for very long but I really do consider you as my best friend, as my sister."

Why am I such an emotional wreck? I cried. Yes my ass cried. We continued to hug one another. I have a best friend. I've never had one. This is so cool!

"Let's go home and watch a movie, I'm exhausted." She states pulling me into the car. I for one have no objections to that idea.