"Teresa! Let go of Amelia right now!" Scolded Rosa from behind the kitchen counter.

I smiled at Rosa and put my bag down and led Teresa to my room.
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"Ammy what is up with you and Ashton? I see how he looks at you and how you always blush at him.." Teresa questioned while scrolling through her phone.

"I..I..I.. don't know what you are talking about." I stammered, feeling my cheeks redden.

"Don't play girl, I've seen the two of you." She said, giving me a knowing look and winking.

"You hungry?"

"Fine! Ignore me." Teresa giggles following me out of my bedroom for a snack.

Ding Dong

Ding Dong

Third POV:

Amelia opened the front door to her family home and saw four men in perfectly tailored designer suits.

"Hello." Amelia said feeling suddenly intimidated by the gentlemen standing before her.

"Hello amour, is the boss home?" The four men had lust-filled eyes. Each one of the men was thinking of ways to fuck Amelia. They did not see what she saw which is an obese mixed African American with too big of eyes and nose. But in reality, she is curvy and beautiful with a proportional face.

"Boss? Do you mean my brothers?" The four men looked at each other and looked at her with sudden fear yet still lust in their eyes for her.

"Are you guys ok-"

" Amelia! Why are you at the door?!" Nickolas practically yells from behind her.

"Umm, some people are here for you.." Amelia looks down and steps away from the door.

"And where in the hell are your fucking clothes?!?" Nickolas stood in front of Amelia to cover her from the four men's view.

"What's wrong with what I'm wearing..." She mumbles, taking a step back.

"Qu'est-ce que the veux? Pourquoi es-tu ici? (What do you want? Why are you here?") Nickolas asked in an aggressive tone. Amelia's brother only speaks French when they do not want her to know what they are talking about. Amelia tried to learn French in the sixth grade but dropped the class because she struggled with this language.

"Notre gars a I'interieur a confirme que les Russes tentent de s'installer sur notre terre. (Our guy on the inside has confirmed that the Russians are trying to move in on our land.)

"Will discuss this at the meeting tomorrow," Nickolas said glancing at Amelia's disappearing figure.

Amelia's POV

I decided to leave my brother and his business after he started to speak French. Walking back towards my room, I see Alexander talking to Teresa at the staircase.

"Is everything okay here?" I ask seeing the annoyed and frustrated looks on their faces.

"Yeah, everything is fine Ammy. Alexander and I were just discussing how you and I are going to have a girls' night at my apartment." Teresa said while smirking at Alexander. Alex had an overall pissed-off look on his face.

"Is this True, Alex?"

"Hmmm. . if you two are going out you must bring Ashton," Alex smirked back.

"What the fuck Alexander?!? We did not agree to this!" Teresa yelled at him. But that just made him blow his smirk into a smile.

"It's either that or she doesn't go. You choose." He said.

"It's fine Teresa. We'll bring Ashton, Alex." I agree with his condition, just happy to hang out with Teresa more.

"Now good, it is settled. Bye Alexander" Teresa said. She grabbed my hand and leading back to my bedroom.

"Seriously Ammy, good thing you are my best friend or I would have killed Alexander by now," Teresa said.

"Wait... Best friend?­" Is it true that I have a friend? And not only that but a best friend. .?

"Duh. You're my best friend. Now let's get you ready for tonight!"