The Broken Angel & Her Overprotective Brothers - Chapter 35

“Since it’s Sunday…do I really need to take my tutoring classes with Jackson?”

I almost stopped breathing as all the six pairs of eyes that belonged to the Young Masters of the Alessandro Empire, landed on me.

It was more like I dared to threaten them for giving me a day off, rather than merely requesting for one.

“We thought that you liked your sessions with Jackson. That’s why I allowed him to take classes on Sundays. Did we guess wrong?” Domenic asked as he looked at me with pure confusion covering his eyes.

A small sigh left my lips as I replied, “It’s not like I don’t like my tutoring sessions. I really do enjoy them and Jackson is really a good tutor. However…..for the past few weeks, I have been taking regular classes without any break even for a single day. I’m definitely not complaining! Nor I want to take any future Sundays off…just…today!”

Even though I started my explanation with full confidence but by the time I ended, my voice was barely above a small whisper.

My eyes were once again trained on my sandals as I eyed my feet and the contrast between my white sandals and the dark grey tiles that were covering the floor of the dining hall.

All the confidence left my body as I waited for Domenic to say something. I would really have liked to get a day off from the studies, but I would not mind if my request got rejected.

I seriously enjoyed my tutoring sessions with Jackson and even though he was always trying to challenge me to do something out of my comfort zone, I lately had started to look forward to those challenges.

The only reason behind my request was that I wanted some alone time so that I could sort out my present and maybe even a little bit of the future.

I was sure that asking for a day off on any normal day would surely have not worked. Therefore, I waited especially for my birthday to request for it.

“Alright! But only for today. I’ll call Jackson to let him know about the change in plans.” Domenic said while taking out his phone to call Mr. Hart.

It took all my willpower to not let out a squeal of happiness.

After that, breakfast went smoothly. I finished mine quickly and after placing the dirty dishes in the sink, I immediately flew towards my bedroom.

Since it was my birthday, my duty of helping Mrs. Wills in the kitchen with the dirty dishes and cleaning up was given to Simon.

I would be taking his spot to help in cleaning the swimming pool along with Mr. Harris on the coming Friday and it was still Monday, my seventeenth birthday.

Even though Simon showed no contempt towards me for the changes that happened in our duties, I knew that he was not too happy to accompany the chatty Mrs. Wills.

The old woman who was in her late fifties loved to tell stories about her little grandchildren and the few dozen dogs and cats that she had back at her home.

Daniel once told me that Mrs. Wills had been working in the Alessandro Mansion ever since Domenic was born and she was one of the most important employees of the Alessandro Empire, almost a part of the family.

I just wanted to thank Domenic in my heart to not pick Mark to work in my place instead. Otherwise, my birthday would have ended up as my deathday.

It could have, right?

Just as I reached the bedroom that initially belonged to Domenic, I stopped in my tracks as my eyes landed on the two suitcases that were standing right beside the already open door.

I peeked inside the room and found two house helpers cleaning the entire room and if I was not wrong then they were probably about to transform the room into exactly how it was before I started staying in it.

As I turned to move away from the room, I came face to face with Domenic who had been standing behind me.

“Follow me.”

Rather than waiting for my response, he grabbed the two suitcases and turned to walk away from his bedroom.

Even though his words were not carrying any commanding tone and were spoken way more softly than I expected from Domenic, I did not doubt even for a single second that I was supposed to follow his words.

We stopped in front of a very familiar room, the mahogany door standing in front of us in its full glory.

“I think it’s time for us to return to our respective bedrooms. How about going in and taking a look?” Domenic asked as he signaled towards the bedroom which was supposed to be in its worst possible condition.

With a sigh, I opened the door and stepped inside…and let me tell you all…I had never seen a more beautiful bedroom in my life ever.

I just stood there at the entrance of the room as I gawked at the heaven that was in front of my eyes.

The walls were painted in deep blue and long drapes of matching color were hanging on the floor to ceiling windows that were facing the beautiful scenery of the canopy of the forest and the horizon.

Pity that it was not the time of the sunset, otherwise the scenery would be a hundred times more beautiful and breathtaking.

In the middle of the room was set a huge bed attached to the back wall with purple and blue printed covers.

However, there was a new addition. There were fine drapes of blue satin falling around the bed and covering the most beautiful chandelier that my eyes had ever seen.

It was a chandelier made of the root of a tree. As if a tree was growing on the roof of my bedroom and its roots were hanging from the ceiling of my room where small little bulbs were adjusted in it.