We exit his gates and then go down the road, pulling out onto the main road. He rolls down the road while turning the radio on some rock station as I look around the plush interior of the high-end vehicle we are riding in. I have always wondered what it was like to have something like this or even ride in one. My family walked everywhere we went since the marketplace was only about a mile down the road. Now I am in a world that has everything handed to them whenever they want it, and it is a dangerous life from what I have heard. Well, I have heard it two ways since they are the most powerful family in the country. All they have to do is throw their weight around or take a person out to show how strong they really are, then that their life can be dangerous when someone wants to challenge them. I guess they are doing good since his dad has a huge force behind him as the house where they live seems impossible even to get close to if they don't know who you are.

"Ava!" her voice brings me out of my staring out the window. "What kind of dresses do you like?"

"I usually wear what we could afford, which was not much. Most of mine was like what I had when I arrived at your house. Short-sleeved or sleeveless, a few were shorter than others, but they were all tasteful enough that I did not show off much skin."

She laughs. "That is going to have to change now that you are with my brother. He loves his women to show off what they have, making other men highly jealous of what he has and what they don't. Especially at all the balls we have, his women have to be the center of attention."

"Sofia, don't scare her too much. She will get settled into this life in no time, so I don't think anyone will know what background she came from. Mom will teach her the proper manners required, exactly what will be expected of her being at my side and how to be a proper lady. That ball is not for another five days, so she will have plenty of time doing all the training this week before that arrives."

"Wait, what kind of ball? Is it like a party?" looking at both of them with wide eyes.

Sofia jumps in first. "It is the celebration of my parent's wedding anniversary. We do it every year where it is a huge ordeal. There will be people everywhere. I can also help with your training; I may not be our mom, but having another girl in the house is amazing. We can do so many things together or with each other while the men are at work."

I turn around to look at her with a smile on my face. "I would like that. Now that I don't have my family here anymore, plus living at the house with you, I would like to spend time with someone close to my age."

Zamir takes my hand in his and kisses it. "You will not be bored at the house; I can promise you that. She likes to do things while we have to go out working at our jobs for a few hours. Just like today, she rode in the helicopter; I bet if you had arrived earlier, she would have taken you with her."

"Yeah, mom refused, but I did not want to do it with Lorenzo. He would have had me sick telling the pilot to do dives, loops, and everything else. He is too much of a thrill seeker for my taste. I was enjoying flying over the ocean along with some of the countryside. It was so pretty."

"I have never flown, but I would have loved to try it with you. As long as he did what you said you enjoyed, I would not like to do all the other things either," trying not to show her that it would scare me to death.

We finally arrive at the huge mall that I have always dreamed of going in but never did since we never had the money to buy any of the items that were in here. Young people from my village would go with other friends to hang out, but I knew I would see something that I would love to have then had to leave without it, so I just stayed home to save myself the heartache. He opens my door, helping me down, then interlaces our fingers as we walk into the place.

"You did bring your card, right?" she looks at him with eyes like a puppy dog.

He pulls his wallet out, opening it looking down at where he must keep the card. "Crap, I must have left it at home. Well, I guess we have to leave then."

She huffs, snatching it from him, then pulls out the card that he had hidden in one of the pockets. "Are you trying to get me mad at you or something? That was not funny at all."

He is laughing, but she shoots him a murderous look. "You know I always have that card on me, dad requires it in case I may need it, or something happens to where it needs to be used in an emergency," taking his wallet along with the bright silver card out of her hands.

"I can't wait until I get my own card, then I don't have to bother you or Marco to take me out" she feathers her hands over some hangers as we walk past.

"That is not going to happen any time soon either; our parents would be bankrupt in one afternoon if you had your own. You have to prove that you can handle it while not go out with friends buying the whole mall."

She smacks his chest hard where he stops walking bringing me to a rapid stop. "I would not! I can be just as responsible as you are with it."

"What did I tell you about hitting me, girl? I don't care if you are my sister or not; I will turn you over my knee if you do that again" his eyes have narrowed dangerously at her, where she shrinks under his huge frame that is now towering over her. He is probably around six foot two, but she is a little shorter than me which I am only five foot five.

"Sorry. I did not think about what I was doing. Guess that I have been around Lorenzo too much; he does not mind if I slap him sometimes. I will have to remember that you and Marco both hate that. He growls when I smack him on the arm."

"That is because we are not someone who can be taken lightly by people, Sofia. We have our image intact; if they see our little sister hitting on us where we do nothing, we look weak. Keep that in mind with all three of us because Lorenzo will get to that point also. He has not quite hit that age where he cares about the tough image yet, but we do."

He starts walking again as we get to the area he wants to look at. "Let's get you a wardrobe that you like. You will need at least twenty dresses like you got on, ten-ball gowns, bathing suits, pants, tasteful shirts, then any undergarments you need." His eyes light up at that last statement-making my cheeks blush under his comment. We search so many racks that I feel like we have circled the same one at least four times each. Sofia has taken a ton of clothes that she or I have picked out, then ball gowns that she wants me to try to a private dressing room where she hangs them up.

She pulls me into the dressing room. "You need to start trying these on. Zamir, you sit in that chair to wait for us to try these on." She points to a plush chair outside the door of the room that I will be trying my things on.

"I want to see what you are putting her in, Sofia; I will not buy it unless I approve what you have on" his eyes are challenging but also hopeful about everything hanging up in that room.

I step in, trying on outfit after outfit, letting him see all of them. He has turned down a few because they are not showing enough skin for his liking, after about two hours of going through everything that we picked out while she was running out, getting more while I was trying on another outfit. I flop down in the chair in the room, exhausted, looking at the piles of clothes in the room on the hangers, hooks, or a table. I let out a huge sigh.

He opens the door looking around the room, chuckling, "I will have to clean out my closet for all of these" his eyes sweep over my body plunked in the chair, "Don't worry about it, they are making room for all of this as we speak. We are not done yet; we still have other things we have to get for you."

Rolling my eyes, I slowly sit up and speak softly since Sofia is not here at the moment. "I would have been easier if I was not so sore, you know."

He chuckles, kissing me sweetly, then whispers in my ear, "Don't worry, I will work it out of you tonight." He nips my ear where I shiver, then a voice behind him clears her throat.

"None of that now; we are nowhere near done" her voice sounds annoyed.