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Before i even have time to open my fucking eyes, Ivan bursts through my door with a huge grin on his face and a very pissed off Mateo trailing behind. ''Angelicaaa! Its christmasss!'' Ivan sings as he walks towards my bed.

I feel angel stir against my chest, clearly trying to sleep. ''What the fuck are you two doing? Let her sleep'' i scowl at them. Mateo stands by the door frame with his arms crossed rolling his eyes while Ivan plops down onto the bed.

I lightly kiss her forehead and run my hand up and down her back as she slowly starts to wake up. ''merry Christmas'' i whisper against her hair when i see her eyes start to flutter open. ''merry Christmas Dante'' she returns with a tired smile.

I dont even get to protest before she jumps off the bed and runs to the bathroom, probably knowing id pin her down to kiss her and then get way too distracted for the next 2 hours. The usual morning routine

Knowing angelica is probably going to shower while in the bathroom i decide to grab our clothes for the day. Angelica isn't aware of our family tradition. Something that Ivan and i have been doing our whole lives with our families, that we continued doing with sully and Mateo.

Now, that includes angelica.

I head to angelicas old room to shower and i come back i find she is still in the bathroom. Something i noted very early on about angelica is she doesnt put a lot of effort into her appearance. She is gorgeous in every single way but she doesnt try to be.

That being said, something she does put a lot of effort into is her hair.

Even when she shut herself away in her room for weeks, her hair was the thing that stayed perfectly cared for.

She neglected herself in every possible way, didn't eat or sleep, but her hair was clearly something she took care of regardless.

I dont know what the reason for that is, i dont know if there even is a reason for it but ive never questioned it.

When i say she puts a lot of effort into her hair i mean she will spend hours on it. Not only is it extremely curly, but theres also a lot of it. It reaches down to her ass and thats with curls and even i know that the curls would make her hair shorter than if it were straight.

Honestly i dont know how she does it. Shes never cut it in her life and still refuses to even get a small amount cut off. That amount of hair cant be comfortable.

As i grab the folded set of clothes i hear the bathroom door open and angelica comes out in a small towel. I can feel my dick instantly react at the sight and i internally scold myself for being as horny as a teenager.

I walk over to her as she walks out and pull her into me by her hips.

The feeling of her soft skin under my rough hands will always send a signal to my pants.

''Mm how about we just, stay in bed for awhile?

Maybe the next hour...or two'' i say as i take in her body, knowing that with one tug that towel would come right off.

I lean down to her neck and softly trail my nose up to her ear, placing a kiss just below it making her shudder at my touch.

''Not even if it means getting fucked senseless'' a light gasp leaves her lips and i hold back a chuckle.

''So innocent'' i whisper against the skin of her neck.

Her brows furrow slightly and i turn to the bed to reveal the two matching piles of clothes. ''I dont understand'' she says as she picks up a black tshirt.

Ivan

Ivan with a big smirk on his face shamelessly looking her up and down and Mateo looking at me mostly in anger. ''Moretti'' i scold and Ivan instantly turns his attention to me. ''Eyes off'' his face flushes and he nods, moving his gaze to the floor.

I hum in response as i lean forward and place a kiss between her shoulder blades. I trail my lips down her back, planting gentle kisses all the way down to the waistband of her pants. I bring my hand up to her ass and squeeze it slightly. ''Dante'' she says in warning but i dont listen.

I pull down the waistband of her pants ever so slightly to reveal a pair of matching lace white panties. Just as i thought. I groan, pulling her pants back up properly and spinning her around to face me.

''Hurry up and get your asses down here!''

Fucking Ivan.

We all sit around the living room talking and opening gifts for about an hour. Christmas music playing in the background and the smell of turkey filling the air.

Ivan slowly removes the lid of the box ''oh my god you didn't'' he says in pure disbelief. ''You fucking didn't'' his voice cracks slightly and i notice the shaking of his hands.

Inside the box is the most beautiful chocolate brown coloured cat I've ever seen. A British shorthair cat, Ivan's favourite breed.

I smirk at angel. I told her he would react like this and she didn't believe me. The cat is very relaxed, similar to jasper. He doesnt fuss, isn't very anxious and loves people so i can see the instant relaxation when Ivan hugs him.

Within a second the cat is placed on the floor and Ivan is lunging across from the spot hes sat in and pulling angelica into his lap for a tight hug. ''Thank you'' he whispers against her hair as he holds her bone crushingly tight.

That was until we got jasper. He lived with Ivan for a little while after the whole birthday incident and i had never seen him so relaxed and happy.

I knew then that i was going to get him a cat because i knew he wouldn't. When angelica asked what Ivan wanted as a gift it was a no brainer to tell her.

Yes i did give away probably the best gift someone could ever get Ivan but honestly? This was better. Not only does this bring angelica and Ivan's relationship closer but i know he knows it was my idea, that i was the one who told angel he wanted one, so it does us both some good.

She couldn't just take the credit could she? She had to throw me into the ring.

Ivan turns to me with a smile as he wipes away his tears ''thank you'' he whispers. ''So what do you wanna name him? He doesnt have one yet'' i say trying to stop the tears that seem to be coming from everyone, even sully.

I cant help but notice sully sat on the couch as he watches them. To anyone it would seem like he was listening to them, but to me i can tell hes deep in thought. I notice the wrapped gift beside him thats hidden enough that nobody else can see it.

I tap his knee and he instantly shoots his head up to look at me. ''Go on'' i say with a smile knowing exactly what hes thinking, what hes planning to do.

He clears his throat and the conversation dies down, all eyes on him. ''I uh. I have a gift, for you angelica'' he hands the wrapped item to angel and she looks up at him, taking it slowly from his hands.