EroticReverie

Natalia Bambi Parisi

"They're the only ones I can trust." my father says as I sit arms crossed, clenching my jaw and bouncing my foot angrily.

Sitting across from my father Carmine, my mother Maria and myself, are the Ricci boys. Leonardo, Luca, and Luciano "Lucky", and their parents Franco and Carmela. 

"I'm eighteen, I don't need a babysitter, let alone three of them." I mutter and my fathers glare pins me and makes me shift, because I don't even have to look to know he's telling me to shut my damn mouth. 

"I'd feel better having them stay with you." My mother says and she places a hand on my crossed legs, right on my knee gripping it to keep my leg from bouncing and me from fidgeting. 

I can't even look at the Ricci boys directly. I don't know them well, but know them well enough through our families being friends and "business" partners.  They're the most devastatingly beautiful men I've ever seen in my entire life. It's like god made them, and ONLY added good looks to the recipe, because they weren't good guys, that was for sure. Anyone involved in the "Family Business" wasn't good news.  I like to claim innocence and totally plan on claiming ignorace if the feds or who the fuck ever decide to come knocking one day. 

The youngest was Leonardo, 20 years old, Luca was 22, and Luciano was 24. All the boys were brothers, so obviously they looked similar, but they all also looked different in their own way and styles. Whenever I saw them, they were always dressed well, in perfectly fitted suits that may or may not have wet my panties a few times over the years.  I allow myself to huff and toss a look at them, such a mistake. 

Leonardo the youngest, was the shortest, but still tall and six feet of bronze skin , big dark brown eyes, with dark brown hair that was currently in a state of disarray , and instead of slicked back like it normally was at events that I would see him at, there wasnt a touch of styling product in it and looked really damn hot. He was in shape but not as buff as his older brothers, and personality wise, he was closer to Luciano's stand offish prick attitude. I think he was compensating for being the youngest, because the second oldest Luca had the personality that I would've expected Leonardo to have. 

Luca was about an inch taller, same dark brown eyes and dark brown hair, but his was shorter, and also lacking the styling products, he kept his face clean shaven unlike his brothers, and he was buff, with muscles that could throw any girl, of any size around the bedroom.  Even his damn thighs looked ready to bust out of those fucking designer jeans.  He was unlike not only his brothers, but a lot of the men close to the family.  While most of them were serious, angry faced and pissy, Luca had always been a bit more loud, and had a sense of humor that the others seemed to lack. 

Luciano. Maybe it was because he was the oldest, and the tallest, and maybe it was also because even as we sat here casually in my families house, all of us looking pedestrian, he was still in a god damned suit.  He had facial hair, a beard and mustache that connected, all of it was trimmed short, but his hair was so dark and thick that you could barely see any damn skin through his beard.  His eyebrows were dark and thick, and so were his fucking lashes, and unlike his brothers, his eyes were a light shade of brown and one was half green.    He had a prominent nose like his father and brothers, a sharp jaw that you could see the shape of even with the facial hair, and prominent cheek bones.  He was also wearing his rings, a mens bracelet and a watch and I was pretty sure I could see my face in his shoes if I wanted to they were so shiny. 

When my eyes lifted I saw his on me and my cheeks heated and I quickly looked away. 

Due to family "business" my father had to leave the country for a few months along with Franco, the boys' father, our mothers going with them.  I mean YES, it made sense to have the Ricci boys be here, but they were pigs, and they were uptight, and I knew that they would follow whatever rules my father had set in place.  Because protecting the daughters of the family men was always first. Even if my father hadn't show affection since...I don't even know when. 

"You thought we were just going to leave you here by yourself?" My mother asks sounding offended. 

I shrug. I wasn't going to open my mouth and argue that they've left me at home by myself plenty of times, granted house keepers or nanny's were here, but I didnt feel like dealing with the gasp of hurt from my mother, or my fathers rage. So I kept quiet. 

An hour later, I'm hugging my mother as she cries, because she loves to be dramatic and telling her I'll be fine, and to call when they land. Because , they wont even tell me where they are going. The less I know the better. That's their motto, and honestly, it's mine as well. 

Luciano "Lucky" Ricci

After all the shit our father has made us do, we're stuck with this. "Bodyguards" to the spoiled Natalia Parisi or "Bambi" as every guy in the family calls her. Ever since she's turned eighteen, anyone with a cock has noticed her, and only hopes that Carmine finds them as the one worthy of his daughter.  Like most of the daughters with "The Family" , she was a spoiled little brat, and got shit handed to her by her father, having no clue what it costs to live her precious little life. The people who have been killed and the deals that have been made so she she can wear red bottoms and not have to lift a god damn finger. 

She was annoying, watching her cross her arms and pout like a fucking child as her father told her we were her "bodyguards" , but she called us exactly what we were, fucking baby sitters. It was bullshit.  It was also annoying that she was hot as fuck.  She had some nice big tits, that had to be d's or double d's , long legs with thick fucking thighs, and a nice big fucking ass that I bet looked real fucking good when she was taking a pounding.  Hottest thing about her though was that god damn mouth. Her lips were pouty, and if I didnt already know her, i'd think they were surgically enhanced, but nope. She's had those pouty fucking lips forever, and those dimples, that i'd yet to see today due to the fact she's been pouting the entire fucking afternoon. 

"Ready to have some fun Bambi?" Luca says to her and she turns around slowly with her arms crossed as our parents cars drive out of sight.

I watch her upper lip lift in a little snarl as she looks at Luca and drops her arms and then walks towards us and up the front steps.

"Do NOT, call me that." she glares at him  and keeps walking and Luca chuckles to himself, turning as he watches her walk inside. 

"Yeah, she wants me" Luca says with a smirk. 

I just roll my eyes and Leonardo does too and slaps the back of Luca's head. 

"Eyes off the job idiot." I mutter and walk into the house and him and Leo follow behind.