۞ XXIII ۞

LOOKS LIKE A WAVY LINE CROSSING HER THIGH IN A CIRCLE. Sounds smart, but I don't speak Latin. "You speak Latin, Becca?"

"I do. But keep it a secret. Only you and uncle Kingsley's family knows about it. You will go in the dinner too, won't you? In the Scarlats," as the model nodded, she licked her lips. "Don't tell any of them. I want them to know as little of me as possible. I'm doomed to spend the rest of my life around them either way, they will have time. So, if they ask what you know of me, say I didn't let you get close," then she winked at her and began to put her bra back on again. Then her hoodie and sweatpants. "Got my foot number too?"

"Mm-hm. Yours is two numbers smaller than mine. It's actually smaller for your height. You have a Princess feet!" Khloe giggled.

"My appearance is deceiving," it was all she said, before climbing her bed and sitting in the middle of the girls. Then she took one of her computers, "Close your eyes!" She told them and they obeyed her right away, so she put on all of the passwords. "You can open now."

Nairi leaned closer to see what she was doing, and Chiara leaned over her a bit to her eyeglasses that were on the side table, so the model helped her with it. "Bad close or far range eyesight?"

"Close," Chiara put it on. "I can read without it, but it's hazy, and my head hurts of I do it for too long, so, I prefer using the eyeglasses when I'm at home, reading or working on the computer."

"She's a hacker," Khloe whispered.

The girl's eyes widened in surprise, "You are a hacker? Kev told me about his uncle, your dad. So, you are like him?"

Chiara elongated her neck to the left than the right, "Kind of," I'm actually better than he was, and he also knew that. The apprentice is bound to surpass their master. "But you also have to keep this a secret from all the Scarlats and anyone else, okay?"

"I won't tell anyone, don't worry. I'm just shocked. My brother is a hacker too, but a white hat one. What kind of hacker are you?"

Oh? She understands about it? "Grey hat. I'm not the lawful type, neither the evil. I fit into chaotic. Thus I'm neither a white or a black hat, but a grey hat hacker. I don't work with the law, nor am I a cybernetic criminal."

"Like uncle Rufus!" Khloe stated.

"Yes. Like papa. He thought me all I know. Me and his other apprentice, that is as good as I am," I'm just making that up, because I can't tell them I am Black Mamba even if they wouldn't tell anyone. That's a top secret I only told my parents, my siblings, zio Arianno, nonna, and Melissa. "Who also is a gray hat."

"Uncle Rufus had an apprentice?" Her cousin blinked, surprised. "Was it a girl or a boy? Do you know them?"

"I do, but I can't tell if it's a boy or a girl. It's a secret I swore to keep, because they are a famous hacker. It's one of my childhood friends, both being 2 years older than me. Papa taught the one in question hacking." The only childhood friend I had was Melissa, though. But she was taught by mama and not by papa. "To be fully honest, I think papa might even leave his cybernetic security company to them, and not to me. Maybe give me some shares. Because they are fully compromised with this, while I'm not. I'm good at it, and all, but I don't feel like doing it all the time."

What? Uncle would do that? "This person is better than you, cousin? For real. Aren't you being humble?"

"Nope. I'm not humble, they humbled me up. They are better than me at it. Even if it's slightly, it doesn't change the result!" By planting this lie, it'll be easy when I lie about this to the Scarlats, because their reaction will make it believable, since they genuinely believe in what I'm saying. "What's your brother's hacker nickname, Nairi?"

She blinked, "Oh? It's Light Whale."

Dio mio, this kid has no taste in name. "I've heard about him." It's one of the good hackers in London. Not exceptional, but good. "Ask him about Black Mamba when you have time."

"Black Mamba?" They both gasped in shock and recognition.

Chiara blinked, hiding her surprise, "You've heard of them?"

"Everyone who know about hacking nowadays, knows who Black Mamba is. It's an infamous hacker in Europe, who no one was ever able to even track," Nairi exclaimed. "Everyone in the business world tries to get Black Mamba to project the cyber protection and security of data, but it's nearly impossible to contact this hacker. And when it happens, it's Black Mamba who approaches who they want to protect."

"What she said!"

Will you look at this? She knows a whole lot about this. I think I should investigate her further later. "Yeah, seems like their fame is wider than I imagine. Either way, papa was their master and taught them everything."

"Fucking amazing!" Nairi exclaimed.

"Do you hack, Nairi?"

She blushed, "Hack? No. I like coding, but I don't hack."

"Well, coding is the start. I'm surprise you code, though. That is a very useful skill go have. Seems like you are way more than a beautiful face, mia cara." Chiara turned to her computer again, opening the search window.

"The Green O, Greenough, Montana, US," Khloe read what she was searching. "Oh, wow. What's that? Oh, sweet baby Jesus, it's beautiful. Are you intending to go there, cousin?"

"Ah, I follow this place on Instagram," Nairi leaned closer to see. "A friend from work went there with her boyfriend, and she said it was amazing. I've been dying to go since she told me about it. But my schedule doesn't let me go yet!"

"I want to spend my honeymoon here," Chiara caught them both by surprise. "It's my only marriage, since I have no option of getting a divorce ever, so I want to chose what I want. I doubt that ass will do anything, so I'll be choosing!"

Wow, this is absurdly better than anything we thought! "I had thought you would want nothing to do with the preparations, cousin."

Chiara arched her eyebrows, "Why wouldn't I? I'm not happy with the matrimony, neither with my groom, but it's still my marriage and I've always wanted to get married one day," plus, I have to keep my promise to zio Arianno. "I'm not a emotionless emo, Khloe. I'm just in the worse phase of my life, do not mistake this."

I think it's the first time I see any drop of enthusiasm in her. Genuine enthusiasm. "I'll be your bridesmaid!" Khloe exclaimed.

Of course, she would give herself that role. "Each one has four picks. Four bridesmaids and four groomsmen. I have one person in mind to be my bridesmaid," Melissa! "Someone I know who lives in London. Damian's two sisters will probably want the spots too, so, you take one of them."

"The groomsmen will probably be his two brothers."

Nairi nodded, "And Daniel and Maximilien."