16-year-old Arabella Ashford is a sweet and quiet young soul who lives with her mother and step-father in Los Angeles, The City Of Angels. Despite her selflessness towards her family, they do nothing but hurt her, both physically and mentally.
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I couldn't help but get mesmerized by the amazing mansion infront of us. It was huge with a large swimming infront of it. The whole area was embraced in thick, dense forest, no civilization nearby. The place looked extremely secluded and guards were scattered around.
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"Are you done staring, amore?" I flinched hearing the deep voice near my ear and turned around nervously. Damon was looking at me with amusement in his grey eyes. (Love.)
"Sorry." I mumbled softly and looked away, blush creeping up to my cheeks. That was embarrassing.
As soon as we walked inside the house, loud voices came in from upstairs. The interior was even more beautiful with two staircases at the opposite end. There was a huge chandelier in the middle too.
"We are back." Damon announced loudly, making me jump. How is his voice so loud?
My heart leaped to my throat as loud, heavy footsteps started coming downstairs. I am not ready for this. What if Damon's other brothers aren't as gentle as him? I wish I had sisters instead of brothers. Just the thought of living with five men makes my skin crawl.
Four figures hurried into the foyer as I clutched my hands behind my back. They were shaking too much. Damon would think I am a freak if he sees this.
"Oh my god, Arabella?" One of them exclaimed, his eyes turning glossy with unshed tears. He had black hair with deep, dark blue eyes. He was also really tall but not more than Damon. Probably around 6'4 or 6'5.
I flinched when he strode towards me and wrapped his arms around my waist tightly. His palms pressed my head more into his chest as I took in a shaky breath, his cologne filling in my senses. He was pressing right on my ribs. It hurt so much.
"I missed you so much, Ara. You have grown up so much." He mumbled against my hair as I awkwardly lifted my arms up and wrapped them around his torso. I didn't know what I was suppose to do. I felt extremely uncomfortable with the hug but hugged him back so that he wouldn't get mad.
