Before I Knew Love, I Heard Her Anklet Chapter 1

Chapter 1

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let's begin 😉 remember - *...*- means action .. "..." - means mind voice

Milan, Italy

Some cities rush. Milan glides. It's not loud like New York or theatrical like Paris- It's deliberate. Here, the streets hun with the quiet confidence of old money, new fashion and espresso that knows it's superior. Milan is a city stitched together by contrasts. Fast and timeless. Sharp and soulful.

And in the middle of all that, like a secret stitched into the city's quieter edge, stands the De Luca Estate.

Villa De Luca Estate - a limestone and marble affair tucked away behind a vine draped iron gate.

It looks royal. Feels cinematic. But mostly importantly, it's home

11:05am

Vihaan POV

The birds were chirping. Sunlight spilled through the windows. And our butler, Marco had just narrowly escaped being roped into instagram reels by my mother

Another typical morning at the De Luca household

I made my entrance with all the subtlety of a peacock on caffeine - sliding down the banister, cereal in one hand and walking lazily

Vihaan De Luca (ml brother/ fl bff)

*walking towards the couch* Buongiornoo, peasants! 😁😁 *jumps and sits down*

My dear mother- Meera De Luca sitting comfortably on the couch

Meera De Luca (ml mom)

*sitting cross -legged in a normal cotton kurti, didn't even blink and using the phone* Good morning, circus clown. Your hair looks like it lost a bet.

Vihaan De Luca (ml brother/ fl bff)

Rude *pouted*😗This is curated chaos.

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Your face is curated chaos *from behind*

I turned and it was none other than my dear brother

Aaryan De luca (ml)

*passing behind in a linen shirt so crisp it probably ironed itself out of fear* Eat properly Vihaan *normal voice*

Vihaan De Luca (ml brother/ fl bff)

Thank you, dear brother 😬😬*said, bowing* May your coffee be as strong as your denial of basic emotions 😜

Aaryan De luca (ml)

*shakes head and sits down on the couch reading the news on the tablet *

Then came the king.

Our father, Leonardo De Luca, entered the room in full mafia mode: tailored black suit, unreadable face, holding a leather - bound book and espresso like a bond villain who secretly writes sonnets.

Leonardo De Luca

*walked past Vihaan and Aaryan , until* Meera *said, voice low and softly*

Meera De Luca (ml mom)

*looked up*

Leonardo De Luca

*handed her a single white rose* my Stella mia, good morning 😘*kisses her forehead*

Like he did every Monday, one white rose to his Queen

Meera De Luca (ml mom)

*takes and grins* So dramatic, You planning to propose to me again, Leo? 😆

Leonardo De Luca

I always am *said without blinking*

Vihaan De Luca (ml brother/ fl bff)

*gagging noise and flopped onto the couch* Can someone please write a breakup letter on their behalf and save us from this eternal honeymoon? *dramatically*

Leonardo De Luca

Jealousy is loud, Vihaan *murmured*

Vihaan De Luca (ml brother/ fl bff)

Says the man who literally makes eyes at Mamma during lunch 😤*i shout back*

Meera De Luca (ml mom)

He's just shy *winked* Isn't that right, Chinnu? *giggles*

Leonardo De Luca

*didn't respond but blushed*

That was our house. Formal from the outside. Completely feral inside.

"And somewhere, between my meme wars and Aaryan's emotionally bankrupt meetings, a certain silver sound was about to change everything. "