My eyes open slowly. My head is in turmoil and of course it only gets worse as the sunlight from the large window in Amara's room enters my vision.

I look down at my chest and spot Amara rested on it. Zamara on my other side and Flavio next to Yameiri on the sofa in the room.

"Why are you up?" Amara grumbles and I groan before looking at my watch.

9:37

"Oh shit I'm late." I hurriedly sit up but Amara places her hand on my chest and shakes her head.

"You're already late just stay with me." She pleads and I shake my head pushing her off waking up Yameiri.

"Close the fucking windows." Yameiri basically screeches at us and I head over to the window and pull the curtains shut.

"Why are you in such a rush now?" Amara complains and starts covering herself under the corcha. Which is probably for the best considering she has no underwear on.

"I have to pick up my sisters." She looks at me like slow and then rolls her eyes laying down on the pillow.

"So stay and I'll go with you when it's their dismissal." I blink at her thoroughly as though I'm thinking about it. I'll admit it's the smarter idea. However I'm the smart one. She's the junkie.

I would say no offense but she never takes any.

"Fine." I reply and head over toward her. She leans towards me and I kiss her forehead before turning. She grabs my hand and pulls me in for a kiss this time on the lips.

"Don't be a prude." She smiles at me playfully and I nod before exiting her room. As soon as I exit the room I see Martinho, Amara's second eldest brother.

I mean sure he's tall like 6'7 with a the mafia tattoo on his neck and a bunch more ink on his arms and thighs maybe even his palm. With an ear and nose piercing...does he scare me? Nah.

"Hey Matty, Amara in there?" I nod at him and he grins at me before grabbing the side of my face and neck bringing me in closer.

"You know I like you right Alvarez...but guess what?" I stare blankly at the wall behind him and he cups the other side of my face and forces me to look at him.

I'm not Gon hold you. In this very moment...I was a little just a little bit turned on. I mean as I stared into his emerald green eyes. His luscious lips. The way the sun shone through his pitch black hair.

"Alvarez? You got that?" Suddenly I feel a sharp pain inflicted on my cheek.

"Marti stop harassing Mati." I look down at Amara in her doorway. This time she had the decency of putting on a robe.

"It affects his performance." She pouts at her brother and he sighs.

"Jesus fucking Christ Amara I don't wanna know about you fucking-" He suddenly becomes angry. So angry his face becomes scrunched his eyes squinted and a little bit of spit lands on Amara's face before he turns to me.

"You piece of shit keep ya hands off my little sister? You think I won't fucking kill you?" I shake my head at him and he mumbles under his breath before punching the wall.

"Marti!" Amara pushes him and he then grabs and hugs her. I'll admit I do think the whole entire protective older brother is a little over done by the Ortiz Mega. I get that she's the only girl of seven. Youngest at that. I just don't wanna smash and fear for my life. It's very stressful.

I stop spacing out to notice Martinho's death stare and close the door. So you see my man's kinda got a thing for Yameiri.

I walk out towards the garden and after a while hear heels clacking down the stairs behind me. Amara sits down next to me on the steps and sighs.

"So?" She insists and I groan. I don't know exactly why but at times all I feel is rage. Black out rage.

"You're a fucking whore." I shout at her before turning to the side. I could say I don't know why I did it. However that would be a lie. I'm conscious of it but I have no control. You could say one of my triggers is Amara's very presence.

"Well that's not new information." She smiles as though I had said nothing and places her hand on my knee.

"Now, what's the real issue?" I turn back to face her. Her eyes aren't the same as they had been last night. It's an inexplicable feeling but at times when it's just me and her, she can even seem innocent and caring at times. Anyways I'm not delusional. So no matter how hard her eyes try to deceive me I will never submit.

I muster up a lie and sigh.

"My back hurts." I confess and her eyes go dead for a second before she gets up and slaps the back of my head.

"For fucks sake why are you so aggressive?" I massage the area where she hit me and yell out.

"Stop lying to me! I may be a whore but I'm not dumb." She protested even though her attitude seemed more of a spoiled brat complaining for something she never deserved. Which is her attitude most of the time because it is her reality.

The alarm on my clock sounds and I sigh getting up.

"Where are you going?" She commands but I ignore her so she grabs me and pulls me down for a kiss. Even though it feels like she wants to rip off my lips she is ever so delicate as am I.

"I gotta pick up my sisters." I remind her and she nods. I starts walking into the manor and she follows behind. As I head to the parking lot she is still high on my tail.

"What? Your sisters love me." She says to my questionable gaze. That is true however my father doesn't like her influence on them.

"My father-" she cuts me off by turning on my car with the keys in her hand.

"Your father loves me, he just worries for his political career as all men of power should." I blink at her multiple times but she ignores my scrutiny and sits shot gun.

I get into the car even if against my own will.

"No talk of tattoos or piercings, my dad was already mad enough when he saw Georgina's butterfly neck tattoo and Nayeli's nose piercing." I reprimand her and she nods before putting on her seat belt. She looks at her watch and dusts powder off it before smiling lazily over at me.