The Mafia Bosses Broken Queen novel Chapter 2

Kaycie POV

I shut the door to my room after I left the boys downstairs talking. I am sure Todd is going to tell Brett. I really wish the whole situation would just go away. I still have a lot of work to do in my room to get it in order. I change into my pajamas and look at myself in the mirror. I am 5’3” with dark sandy blonde hair with red highlights mixed in it. I have dark emerald green eyes with hazel specks in them. I am nicely tanned and I know I have a nice body with curves in the right places according to my cousin Todd. I still don't think that though thanks to him. All I see is someone that needs to drop a few pounds. I walk over to my bed and lay down.

I knew that Brett had two roommates but I had no idea that they would be so handsome. Felipe has dark brown hair and light brown eyes. He looks to be 5’9” and obviously works out from what I could see with him wearing that form-fitting shirt. Darryn is freaking gorgeous. He has to be 6’6” with wavy golden blonde hair that he keeps in a longer style. He has the most beautiful pale ocean blue eyes. He definitely works out considering he was shirtless when I walked up. His eight pack out on full display with his perfect olive-colored skin. He looks like he just walked out of a GQ magazine. He is definitely Italian as his last name implies. I know he and Brett have been best friends since kindergarten.

I wonder if his family is part of the mafia. My best friend’s family was mafia so I am aware of how they treat their women. I sigh because I know I have no chance with him. I know these three went to school together and I knew that Brett was a bad boy and kind of a player in high school. So I can guess the other two are the same. The last thing I need right now is another guy like the last one. (He wasn’t in the mafia but he was the son of the gang leader.) I lay down and wish I was good enough for him to be interested in me, but I know that this will not be the case. Plus I would just get hurt again and I don’t want Brett to lose a friend. I fell asleep that night thinking of a pair of pale ocean blue eyes.

I wake up the next morning and walk down the stairs to the kitchen. Apparently, I am the first one awake so I make some coffee. I rummage through the fridge and find stuff to cook for breakfast. I start making waffles, bacon, and some scrambled eggs. I have just finished loading plates with all the food and placing everything on the kitchen table when I hear footsteps. I turn around expecting it to be Brett. My eyes widen when I see Darryn standing there. That’s when I realize I am in my pajamas and I don’t have one of my hoodies to cover my body. I stand there in a dark blue tank top and a pair of black pajama pants. I know I need to get to my room and grab a hoodie but Darryn is standing in my escape route. He is standing there in a pair of sweatpants that hang low on his hips. His treasure trail in plain view. Damn, he is gorgeous! I want to run my hands up and down that chest. I hear someone else making their way down the stairs and I am able to squeeze by him and make my way up the other set of stairs to my room for a hoodie.