CHAPTER FOUR

Lucien gracefully Stepped forward raising his hand to my cheek gently glazing his palm across my rosy red cheek with his right hand. 

His thumb slowly smoothing across the skin of my jaw as he took a hold of my chin between his thumb and finger.

Lucien  Tilted my head up ever so gently, forcing my attention directly into his eyes. 

"I like seeing you blush, Especially if I'm the one who caused it" He spoke softly looking down at me. 

Before I had time to reply, not even sure that I would have been able to, I heard the rest of the guys behind me as they jogged down the stairs. 

 "Morning Love birds" Diego shot at us, his voice filled with amusement. 

Ignoring my brother and his comment, I turned my head back to look at Lucien  who had now taken a step back creating some distance between us as he stood Scratching the back of his neck with a small smirk placed on his lips. 

As Lorenzo, Lucien and Marcel 'Bro hugged' Diego came towards me. 

He was wearing black jeans, A white shirt with two buttons undone at the top. His dirty blonde hair sticking out in all different directions. 

Diego didn't care what he looked like he still looked good and received a lot of attention from women and that's all he cared about. 

My brother was kind of a player, you would never see him with the same woman twice. Like ever. 

He engulfed me in a hug wrapping his  arms around me tightly "Morning Angel" He smiled down at me. 

I smiled back but didn't have time to greet him back as Lorenzo pulled me out of Diego's bear hug to embrace me in one of his own. 

"You good Maria?" He questioned 

"I'm all good," I reassured him, smiling up at him. 

"I left some paperwork for you on your desk, I may need to go out of town tonight but Diego and Lucien will be here if you need them. OK?" he informed me. I nodded my head in understanding. 

Lorenzo was very manly looking with well kept short dark brown hair, a slight bit of stubble upon his face, but he always did! It was kinda part of his everyday look. 

His Green eyes are the same as mine. I think it's a family thing since even Diego has green eyes. Lorenzo wore a suit as always, not surprising he has literally lived in a suit since he was seventeen years old. 

Although Lorenzo received a lot of attention from women he never paid them no mind in return.

He's not like Diego, Lorenzo has a Fiance. The way he looks at her I can tell he loves her I envied that. 

I wished for a love like theirs, for someone to love me the way Lorenzo loves Aimee but not just anyone deep down I want that someone to be Lucien, I crave for that someone to be Lucien.

Since the guys started to make their own conversation between themselves I decided to go to the kitchen to grab some toast before I head to the meeting. 

As I left I didn't miss how Lucien's eyes raked over my body one last time whilst biting his bottom lip between his teeth. 

I carried on walking towards the kitchen as if I hadn't seen him do that. 

My cheeks burning up as a blush creep across my cheeks for the second time today.  The whole time I could feel Lucien's eyes  on me until I was out of sight, I revelled in the attention he was giving me today. 

As I walked into the kitchen I was met with dirty looks from three women who Sat at the table. 

I lowered my gaze figuring it's better to avoid them. The women live here too.

They work as maids and some go on missions with the guys. 

I'm not entirely sure who does what though. I'm used to these kinds of looks they give me. I don't know what their problem with me is but the only conclusion I can come up with  is that they are jealous. 

I couldn't understand why they would be? The only conclusion I could ever come up with was that one, I'm the baby sister of Two of their bosses and two I get a lot of attention from all the guys in the house. 

They all protect me ovcourse I have all their attention, it's there job for fuck sake.  I do get on well with a few of the men here, Some I could even call my friends.

The four bosses are very protective; they even assign me with body guards when they feel like it. 

The toaster popped signaling that my toast was ready,  I spread some jam across it before Making my way to the fridge, placing thee Jam on the shelf and 

Taking the apple juice out. 

Turning around I see James walk in with a blonde haired woman by his side. 

They exchange a few words, a large smile appearing on the woman's face at James's words. Her smile faltered as soon as her eyes landed on me.

Here we go again.