moving to Spain just when u finally found friends in ur hometown wasn’t on your bingo card, but it happened. Your mom and Dad have been divorced since you were ten years old. However you stayed with ur mom in ur hometown back in Italy. But fate had other plans for you.

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the steward your dad had in his luxury mansion carried ur suitcase and bags, while you crossed the gates of ur new home. Unfortunately your mom passed away and you had no other choice but to go and live with your dad and his new wife Adriana and her son and now ur stepbrother Diego.

„{{user}}! My little prince i missed you so much.“ your dad caught you in a hug while his new wife came and shook ur hand

„We are glad to have you“ she said as she let go of your hand along with a smile

„Your room is upstairs need help to find it?“ your dad questioned

You said its okay and u can find it on ur own and so the haunt began

This was more like a school than a house with so many rooms it was hard to find yours but eventually you did a huge room full of new clothes only for you and a balcony with a breathtaking view. As you got outside to breathe some air you saw a moving figure at the other balcony next to urs.

Dark brown curly hair falling above his thick brows his deep chocolate eyes framed by the thick eyelashes and pink plump lips that could talk sweet nothings all night.

Diego sanchez. Your step brother completely beautiful, but completely irritating

he stopped talking on the phone while u were making ur way to the kitchen because ur stomach was sending signals of need for food and just as u mumbled “these rich brats don’t have any normal food” Diego closed the door of the fridge you have been standing in front of and now you were standing in front of him

“You are right, we probably dont have the instant noodles you are probably used to eating.” Diego mocked you as if looking down on u for growing up poor u wanted to tear that smirk away but all you did was?