"It's was so fucking good." I groan as I sit on the island. She falls in the chair beside me and I look at her.

"It-" She is interrupted as the bell rings, we both turn towards it and she motions for me to stay put.

"I'll be back." She says before disappearing out of my view and walking towards the door.

I could hear murmurs of her telling the person on the other side that she would talk to them later and also telling them to get out. I swung my legs around grabbing the table tightly so that I won't get up and see who was at the door.

"Do you have someone over?" This time I could recognise it was a male's voice as Arthur again asked him to leave.

I hopped off the counter and peeked through the kitchen wall to see who it was. All I could see was a flash of blonde hair as Arthur continued to push the person away.

"Don't be a dipshit and let me in. It's important." He whined and I instinctively raised an eyebrow just as his eyes met mine and he grinned.

It was Ronan. And Elias who was hidden behind him.

"Oh, it's her." Ronan grinned, for a second Arthurs's eyes flashed to mine in panic as I very idiotically pushed myself behind the wall.

"Oh come on we don't bite." He grinned, noticing Art was not focused he pushed his way inside and took strides towards me.

"Take another fucking step, Ro." Art's voice was cold as she stood still by the door. My heart was pounding and I was holding onto the door frame as if it could defend me.

"Ugh, you and your fucking authority. You can't even let me have fun." He groaned grinning still as he plopped down on the couch. Elias stood by the door watching the interaction as he raised an eyebrow to Art.

"Fucking come in." She rolled her eyes, Elias smiled a little before walking inside. Taking off his shoes and walking slowly towards me.

"I'm Elias, you're... Marnie, am I right?" He smiled and I nodded slowly not returning the smile. He stopped a good foot or two before me, looking back at Arthur just watched with her salty expression.

"Okay...so- let's get to why we're here." Elias starts off and Art sighs before standing in front of me.

"Fucking finally." She mutters, I tap on her arm softly and she turns to me smiling.

"Wait for me in the kitchen, okay?" She whispers and I nod as she pats my back and I walk to the kitchen.

For some reason, my heart is beating so fast but I really want to hear what they're talking about so I try to. All I can make out is a couple of words. I hop on the marble island and cross my legs.

"...I talked to one of them today, they're not happy with the delay Art. We need to get to Sicily." Ronan said and Art groaned in response.

"Doesn't he have only 2 brothers? Where did the 3rd and 4th come from?" Art asks and my eyebrows furrow as I cut myself another slice of the pie we made.

"It's his girlfriend's brothers. But that's beside the point. This weekend all of us are free, there are no shipments, we should go." Elias intervened. Shipments? What fucking shipments? What girlfriend? And what brothers?

"I'm not going." She says and I hear a slap on the wooden table. I'm guessing it's one of the boys.

"Why the fuck not?" Ronan groans and she mutters something.

"What?" Ronan asks and I hear another slap this time skin to skin one.

"She said to keep it down dumbass," Elias says, rather loudly. I take a bite out of the pie as they start muttering.

"Where the fuck are you going?" Art asks just as Ronan walks into the kitchen and plops down on the chair in front of me.

"So, Marnie... Have you ever been to Sicily?" Ronan asks me as Arthur barges inside and pushes him away.

"Don't even fucking look at her." She says calmly standing in front of me.

"What? I'm just trying to make a conversation." Ronan says, I never noticed his features but he had long dirty blonde hair with hazel eyes, his skin was tan and a couple of tattoos adorned his cheekbone and his neck.

"He's just making a conversation." Elias grinned, he had short dyed red hair. He had a scar running down the side of his face and a couple of piercings on his face.

"So have you ever been to Sicily?" He asked, even though Arthur was standing right in front of me one of her hands was on my knees.

"No," I answered softly, my hand fisting Art's sweater.

"Would you want to go?" Elias piped in and I look at the side of Art's face and she glared at Elias.

"We've been over this. Sicily isn't safe." Art tells them but they continue looking at me for an answer.

"I...I don't know?" I say but it comes out more like a question.

"Okay, so imagine. Pretty clubs, pretty nights too, warmth, much better than Volterra too." Ronan grins and I raise an eyebrow.

"I- I guess?" I say again and they both cheer.

"See, she wants to come. Can she come with us? I swear she would be my responsibility. Nothing would happen. Come on please?" Ronan whines and I raise an eyebrow. I would've expected him to be an asshole but he sounds like- a normal person? A normal person begging their friend.

"Fuck fine." Art mutters and they both cheer again and it's safe to say I'm confused out of my mind.

"Okay, so it's set. We leave for Sicily on Friday and come back on Monday. Cool? Cool." Elias says and Art nods before squeezing my knees softly.

"Yeah okay, now get out." She orders them and they rush out pretty quickly.

The door slams close and Art continues standing with her back to me. I tug at her sweater slightly and she finally turns around.

"You think you could ask your mom?" She asks me and I nod.

"Yeah, she wouldn't say no," I say softly and she nods sighing. She places her forehead on my shoulder.

"They piss me off so much." She groans and I giggle before wrapping my arm around her.

"You're pretty when you're mad," I whisper and she gazes up at me before straightening up and placing both her palms flat beside my legs and leaning towards me.

"I look prettier when I do other things." She grins and my eyes widen.

"Huh?" I spit out, flabbergasted.

"Huh?" She repeats grinning and I blink slowly.

"Oh, I meant normal things, like when I take a shower when I cook when I water the plants." She laughs but there is this mischievous look in her eyes.

"I am a visual learner." I gulp and she takes a step towards me, her eyebrows raised.

"Is that so?" She asks and I nod slowly.

"Tell me what you would like to watch me do." She whispers kissing my collarbone and I tense.

"Uh- like- watering your fish? I don't know." I blab and she laughs right as her lips meet my neck.

"You're fucking adorable." She mutters kissing my temple while pulling my body flush to hers.