<sub>It was either stay in and have to spend time with Romeo, Dean and Justin or brave the storm. BRAVE THE STORM! Hell would freeze over before she spent time with Justin, her father Romeo, or Justin's father Dean. Well, hell wouldn't freeze over, after all her father and Dean was forcing an arranged marriage between her and Justin, but hell she did not want to be anywhere near him. Mafia members were not her type of company. She wanted to marry for love, but her father obviously didn't care. All he cared about was making a profit at his precious casino.

Dressed in a pair of skin tight faded blue jeans and a simple white t-shirt that was tighter then really was necessary, Brooke looked rather pretty but then again it was hard to find a moment when she didn't look good. Unfortunately she was known around here as Romeo's hot daughter. How degrading. Well that and her reputation as a slut and bad ass didn't help either. Brooke was a good girl but thanks to her father's reputation as well as her brother's, and the press' beliefs that was what people thought of her.

A sigh left her lips as she walked into Othellos, now soaking wet. Her t-shirt was almost see through which definately sent a lot of the male workers' gaze to her chest. Realising the effect she was already having she rolled her eyes before putting on her white jacket to cover most of the soaking wet t-shirt. When the worker's gaze finally averted from her breasts she flashed him a fake smile.

"I'll have a hot chocolate with whipped cream, and a chocolate chip cookie."

She said softly, a smile on her lips as she watched the guy make her order before placing it infront of her. She gave a five pound note over to him and gathered up her change before putting the change into her pocket. Picking up her drink and cookie she then turned, noticing it was actually rather busy considering the hurricane outside. Noticing a couch free opposite a blonde girl Brooke made her way over.

"Is it alright if I sit here?"</sub>