The driver had to help up take our bags into the house, along with Xavier, he didn't seem too pleased though. I'm sure he was heavily judging us for purchasing so much.

All the bags were delivered up to Bianca's room. We followed suit and waited until everyone who helped had left. Including Xavier who glared at us. Sheesh, what's his problem?

We both unpack Bianca's clothes and store them in her closet. She still bought a lot so it took us an hour or two.

"Okay, so shall we take your bags to your room?"

Oh. I didn't quite think this through. All these clothes wouldn't fit in our closet if the girls I'm rooming with had given me the whole thing.

"I don't think it's all going to fit." Bianca frowns.

"Why not?"

"The only space I have for clothing is under my bed. The other girls have already taken up all the space in our closet."

"Well let's get you to take the necessities down stairs and we can put everything else in my room for now. Maybe I can convince my brother to let you stay up here."

"-No! The girls down there will hate my guys even more! Plus I'm his staff, he wouldn't let me, it'd be considered favouritism." She rolls her eyes clearly annoyed.

"Fine but I'm still going to ask. Anyway, on the weekends you can stay here with me." She grabs my hand squeezing it.

"Let's grab some clothes for us to take down to your room."

There's no room for argument. She tosses me a pile of clothing and walks out her door. She's a fast walker, I have to jog to keep up. She's a woman on a mission.

I have to show her which doors mine. Rummaging through my pocket I fish out the silver key and slip it into the keyhole. Turning it, the door opens.

We walk inside the dark empty room. After being in Bianca's quarters, this just looks really depressing. I can see by her expression she feels the same.

"This, is where you live?" I offer a nod.

"Man my brothers an ass." I chuckle.

"It's okay. It's not as bad as it seems." She scoffs.

"Yeah ok! Let's just put these under your bed and go back to my room."

We organise everything into piles and place them under my bed. It only took five minutes compared to the hours we spent in Bee's closet. Don't judge the nickname. She told me to call her that since it's easier to pronounce because of my stutter.

Anyhow. We went back to her bedroom and decided to leave the rest of my clothes as tomorrows issue. Bee decided to order some food for us. Even though the majority of maids and chefs had the weekend off they have some maids and chefs who don't live on premise that only work on weekends. I've never seen them around before but according to Bee, their work schedule is a lot less intimidating as ours.

"What movie should we watch? I have all the streaming sites so surly there will be something."

I never had time to watch tv at home. Other than the days I'd be at home alone. "I don't know. You choose. I'm not well informed on movies."

"Ooo! Goodie! We're going to have a marathon of my favourite movies. You're going to love them." She pulled up a movie called Jennifer's body.

"Trust me, you are going to love this! Megan fox is so hot." She tilted her head back fanning her face. I guess we'll see?

Just before she pressed play there was a knock at the door. I stood up to go answer. On the other side was a maid I didn't recognise rolling in a cart full of food. I'm pretty sure we don't have an entire army in here? Who on earth is going to eat all of that food?

The aroma smelled delicious, my mouth immediately began to water uncontrollably. "Mmm this smells so good!" Bianca ran over to the tray ditching the tv remote to choose which plate to attack first. She went for a capri salad and what looked like homemade ricotta and freshly toasted bread.

I on the other hand, not really knowing much about Italian cuisine went with fettuccini Alfredo. We moved back to the tv sitting area in her room. We placed a few more dishes that peaked our interest on the table and settled down with our meals.

The maid left, leaving the food on hot plates so it doesn't get cold. After that she leaves and closes the door behind her.

"Ready?" Bianca asks.

"Sure. I've never done this before."

"What? Having a girls night?" I nod. She gasps like I've just announced I'm pregnant with her brothers child!

"No, I didn't have any friends."

"Well now you do! We are going to do all the classic sleepover activities. Which includes, doing our nails, face masks, spilling secrets and staying up late."

"Sounds like fun." I smile. This is so cool!

"Anyway, let's watch the movie and eat. Afterwards we can do face masks and our nails. Oo! You can tell me about you and my brother." Why are her and nonna so adamant on me and Mr Romano becoming an item? He kidnapped me! Just, took me away from my life and killed my only living relative. Yes I'm going to hold onto that! He had no right. Now I'm a person who he owns... owns! Like a fucking pet, all because of my father and his stupids debts.

Our stomachs hurt from eating too much. We'd watched two more movies, 13 going on 30 and Roman Holiday. Bianca was right, Megan Fox is really hot.

We currently lay in her bed in our Pjs. "Are you really not going to get together with my brother?" I turned to my side so I could face her.

"I'm sorry but he's done too much for me to have that sort of relationship with him. He took me away from my life Bee! I didn't even get to finish high school." She wore a sad smile but understands where I'm coming from.

"I guess nonna and I never really thought about it like that. We're so used to this kind of violence that we don't quite think about what it's like to be dragged into it unwillingly." I threw back a reassuring smile.

"Don't worry. If I'm honest it's probably done me some good. Before I never had anyone who looked out for me, now I have you and nonna."

"You'll always have us." She held my hand and squeezed.

"What would you want to do after high school?"

I think about it for a moment. I used to have a whole plan of what my life would look like but ever since I came here I let it all slip away.

"Well, I'd always planned on becoming a therapist. Since I deal with anxiety and such, I'd like to be able to help others cope and have an outlet to express themselves. Not only that someone who understands them."

"You'd be perfect at that job. I really think you'd succeed in that field." Well it's just a dream now. I'm stuck here.

"Do you think there'd be any possible way for me to go back to school?" At least to finish off the year so I would've at the very least graduated high school.

"I'm not sure. It couldn't hurt to try. You're the youngest maid he's hired, the rest all came when they were around twenty and up. I'll talk to him but I can't promise anything. He's very uptight to say the least and a total asshole, especially to his employees, other than his men." I've definitely seen his arrogant uptight side but he also has a sweet caring side too.

I'm sure he doesn't want anyone to know about that. Maybe I'm overthinking things. He did look after me when I was drunk but that could've been because he was concerned as an employer/owner that his maid would choke on her vomit and die.

"Thank you for helping. I really do appreciate it."

"Of course. Now we really should get to sleep, I'm so exhausted." I smirked as she yawned on cue.

"Alright. Good night."

"Night."

I turned and tucked myself under the warmth and safety of the blanket. A few moments later I could hear her soft snores. Soon enough her soft snores lulled me into a deep sleep.