Chapter 3: Beginnings

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Scarlett

Next morning I wake up feeling the sunlight on my face. I get out off the bed stretching and head to the walk in closet.

Yesterday after dinner I came up to my currently room to unpack, and let me say that this room... let's say it is pretty damn appealing.

The cealing is a dark brown and the walls are light cream brown. There is a queen size bed in the middle off the room, a window on the side wall, a vanity on the corner with a TV above , and on the other wall was this kind of chill room with an armchair and two doors, one lead to the bathroom, other to an walk in closet.

The bathroom is big and light, has an bathub and a shower right next to it, and two sinks. The closet is nothing extravagant but it is a really good size, and the furniture is all white with leds above, to light the room.

I like it, it gives a vibe of comfort.

Anyways, I pick a black loose crop top, a pair of black sweats with underwear and take a shower to take the sleep out off my face.

I look at the mirror to the different tattoos around my body, they're all delicated and nothing excessive, that's how I like it, simple but pretty.

I trace my finger on my left wrist, where the word 'thunder' is tattooed. It hides a scar of a knife but it reminds me of my family, they used to tell that I was like one.

After I was dressed, I dry my hair, brush my teeth and put on my white air force of yesterday, I make my way to the kitchen, but without before making my bed.

Making my way to the kitchen I notice the house is silent, comparing to the way it was full yesterday, I found it odd, but checking the time on my phone I see it's only 8:30 am, the guys must have to be here later than this.

Entering the kitchen I see a woman, maybe my age maybe a bit older, cutting strawberries. She must be the cooker.

“Hello.” I say and she jumps a little, startled for my appearance out of nowhere. She puts a hand to her chest abd takes a deep breath.

“Christ, you scared me.” She says and I chuckle. “Sorry, it wasn't my intention, I just can be really sneaky.”

Well of course if I come from the mafia, I have to be sneaky, it's part off the training.

“It's fine. My name is Sophia by the way."

"Scarlett."

"Oh, I've heard, you're here to help, right?"

"Yeah, kind off."

"Good. Well anyways since your the first to wake up, you're eating fresh breakfast that the amazing cooker of this house, a.k.a me, is preparing right now." She says returning to do some kind of pasta? I don't know...

"Yeah. The house is extremely silent."

"Yes, the guys start coming around ten, sometimes only for lunch, depends. At this time I'm alone here but the boss is at his office, I've had a few encounters with him , it scares the hell out off me." she chuckles lightly and I frown.

"Which boss you're talking about?" I don't undesrtand who the real boss here is, because it seems as if it's 50/50 between Mason and Dominic, it confuses me.

"Mason, he hardly sleeps, so most probably you'll find him in his office or room all the time." I nod at her statement.

I get it, I have a lot off troubles sleeping, nightmares are constant if I sleep more than 3 or 4 hours, so my body it's kind of adapted to only need  little time to be in full energy again, I guess as the time pass it goes easier to have less rest.

"So what are you doing for breakfast?" I ask Sophia going around the island to the counter where she cooks.

"Strawberey pie." My mouth waters at that, it's my absolutely favorite food!

I grin at her. "I think I like you more just because of that." She laughs and puts in front of me a bowl full of strawberries. "Want to help me cut them?"

"Sure." I nod, start cutting.
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I moan feeling the taste of the pie in my mouth. I was sitting at the stools, with a piece of pie in my plate. "My god,this is so good. Honestly? The best I've ever eated."

Sophia laughs at me and bows jokingly. "Thank you very much."

"You gotta give me the recipe before I'll go back to my house." She nods at me smiling and we continue eating in silence.

I was thinking if I should go to Mason's office, get a hold off what information he has about Ezekiel.

I have my own research, and information since I've had the unfortunate chance to deal with him personally and his monster ways.

"Hey Soph, do you think if I go to Mason's office, I will find him there with no troubles?" I ask while cleaning my dish.

"I don't think so, I've never been there but he must be working." I nod and head out to there.

Time for the plan begin.

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