Amaira Romano , the princess of ITALY.
A cute little inoccent girl who can make anyone heart flutter at her cuteness.
Everything was going smoothly in her life..
Loving and Caring Parents
6 Overprotective and Supportive Brothers
Loving Uncles and...
Oh God ! I'm late and very very very much tired. I just wanna sleep now.
Thinking these I reached My Home.
Home Sweet Home
I chuckled at my thought and shouted after entering in my home and started removing my shoes "I'm Home" I frowned when I didnt get any reply.
Isn't Nanu at home ? The door was opened ? O My God ! Is there any thief ? Shit !
( Nanu - Grandfather )
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( Amaira is still in the same dress as before )
I widened my eyes and slowly moved towards the shoecase and grabbed a my cricket bat and turned around with a jerk and saw empty living room.
My gripped got tighten on my bat as I started to moved forward.
I putted the bat infront of my chest in a protective way.
C'mon Amaira ! You can do it
I stopped on my track as I heard some footsteps coming in my direction from behind .
Please Ganga Maiya ! Help me
I suddenly turned and was about to hit the bat on that person head but he shouted and closed his eyes making me stop my hand in the mid air.
"Aaahh ! Dont hit me"
My eyes narrowed as I see that he is the same boy from lakshman bridge who misunderstood me with someone else.
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I put the bat down still gripping it in my hand and saw behind him the other Boy or Man , same from that morning incident was smiling at me and this angered me.
( Alessandro outfit and ignore the jacket in his hand )
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