Mag-log inI checked the time on the wall clock. Sienna was supposed to arrive here ten minutes ago. Our parents were going to scold her.
We had a wedding we needed to attend. Our parents had left two hours earlier. Suddenly, the tapping of the foot grabbed my attention. I looked up from my sitting position. "Den! We're almost ready." I told him, smiling. Sienna would put blame on me.
He arched his brows, questioning me. "You mean Sienna." He said, walking over to her door and knocked on it louder than I anticipated.
"Evara! Wait for ten minutes!" We heard her loud voice.
I snorted. It never took me more than twenty minutes to get ready. What was taking her so long?
"Two minutes! I want you out of your room. Or, you'll answer the next call from father." Den warned her, flattening his lips into a thin line, his gaze turned cold at the door.
The door yanked open abruptly. "Are you threatening me?" She glared at him, pressing her lips together in irritation. She looked pretty in her baby pink long dress, with her straight black hair. On the other hand, I wore a creamy floral printed dress, my long and wavy hair were a bit frizzy at the tips, I wore no makeup, only pink gloss.
"I'm telling you." He told her sternly and turned to me. His hand shot out and he grabbed my hand. "Let's go, Evara. We are leaving in two minutes." He told us.
"But, we can't leave Sienna home alone." I protested, looking over my shoulder at her.
Sienna frowned at us, her gaze was furious at me, which didn't suit her at all. "I'm coming, just wait!" She shouted in annoyance as she dashed back into her room.
Our land was surrounded by a tall fence, with two guards always patrolling the land, reminding me that we were different from the people on the other side of the fence. In the middle of the property stood a beautiful bungalow, we called our home, always guarded, securing the land which didn't make any sense at all.
Noah opened the back door and frowned as his gaze scanned the area behind us. "She's on her way." I assured him, flashing my gentle smile.
"Get in." Den told me, leaving my hand.
I shook my head, causing my wavy hair to bounce, "I won't go without her." I told them, stubbornly.
"Do you want father to scold us?" Noah asked as he settled behind the wheel.
"Wait! Wait!" Sienna shouted as she rushed towards the car in her high heels and slid into the seat beside me.
It earned her the cold look of our brothers. Den slammed the door shut and walked around the car.
Noah twisted the key and the engine roared to life. He accelerated the car when Den hopped into the passenger seat. We sat quiet in our seats. I watched out the window, absorbed in my thoughts.
I had never broken any rules. I got my way. Indeed, things were always easy for me compared to my sister. When we reached there, our mothers scolded Sienna. Uncle and Dad gave cold looks to my brothers. Even though it wasn't their fault at all.
I stepped forward and smiled at them. "I'll stay next to you." I declared.
"You don't need to ask, Reina." Uncle smiled, calling me his dead sister's name and patted the next chair to me.
"They would have been smiling like you too if you hadn't taken that much time." Sienna muttered to me, which earned a scolding glance from her mother. Aunt muttered something under her breath, causing Sienna to lower her head apologetically.
I took a seat next to my uncle. "I want a new pair of sneakers." I told mom. They weren't worn out. I just liked to collect them.
"You already have plenty of them." Momma said.
"You should try something new, like a beautiful pair of heels." Aunt added, smiling at me.
"Whatever you do, just make certain she doesn't get hurt." Uncle told them, he snorted, staring down at his phone.
"Of course, we'll be careful." Aunt said, smiling nervously.
Sienna rolled her eyes. "She won't trip in her heels. It's not a big deal." She blurted out.
Uncle shot her an intense look that made her swallow hard nervously.
"I mean. I promise to teach her everything, Father." Sienna said, her anxiety evidence.
"Your mother and Aunt know what to do. Don't forget your manners, Sienna." Uncle snapped.
"I'm sorry, Father." Sienna muttered, looking down at her hands.
"Evara,"
My neck snivelled hearing my name. I beamed at him. "Niko!" It had been a month since I last saw him, he was away for a business deal. "What a pleasant surprise!" I drew on my feet and embraced him.
He returned the gesture and ruffled my hair. "It's great to see you. Did you miss me?" He asked, smiling.
I nodded my head enthusiastically. Every weekend, my brothers took me out, we watched movies and dined at my favorite restaurants. Niko always brought me my favorite ice cream, while Alessio brought me story books, though I was too old to read them. But I appreciated whatever my brothers did for me. Den took me out whenever I wished, Noah tried to fulfil my all demands. The best part of this was, they had taught me self-defense, particularly Alessio taught me how to fight once in a week. Niko had taught me to punch, Den taught me to kick. Alessio trained me, Noah made certain I learned them properly without getting myself hurt. For the last six months, Alessio and Niko had been training me with guns. I didn't quite understand why I needed that skill. They claimed it was a part of their hobby. I never doubted them knowing they were billionaires, billionaire people often had strange time pass games. The problem was I never questioned, I was careless, but sometimes I was frightened for no reason.
"Dad is waiting for you in his study room, Tony." He said to my uncle, glancing at them. “Please, attend the meeting, Noah." Niko told them. He didn't wait for their response and took hold of my hand. He tugged me with him.
"Where are we going?" I asked him as I looked back at my family. Dad nodded his head, offering a warm smile my way, definitely allowing me to go ahead.
"It's your sixteenth birthday, Buttercup. We're getting you a present." He explained.
A big grin appeared on my face as I quickened my pace. "Really! I want a new phone and another laptop. The last old lappy works properly, but it's two years old." My smile dropped, mulling over Sienna's reaction. "But we have to ask Uncle and Dad's permission before buying my new phone. They probably won't allow me." I muttered, feeling sad.
"That's not an issue. You'll get whatever you wish for, Evara." He smiled at me.
We stopped reaching the parking lot. I admired his sleek black Mercedes with smiling eyes. Their car collection was mind blowing. I wished to drive one day.
"Sienna hasn't gotten her phone yet. She'll scold me if I get one before her." I muttered to myself.
"And why would that be?" He asked me with a soft frown, he fished out his car key and unlocked it. He opened the door for me. "Hop in." He muttered to me.
"Thanks" I said as I climbed into the car and fastened my seatbelt.
After Two Months! It was a mistake. I should have captured him the moment when I discovered my lost brother, André. I should have wiped out Jenoah and his family. I shouldn't have fallen for his lies, and his fake stories. André looked everywhere for anything against him, pretending he didn't find his family, but he couldn't find anything against Abruzzo. I pulled the trigger and his blood splattered on the wall, on my stomach. I had killed every person who had a hand in abducting my wife. It had been two days and she was still missing. There was no track of her. Elio stormed into the dungeon with his phone. There had to be another lead, another person who might have seen her or smuggled her from one place to another. "Boss," He said, breathing hard. "Take him to the dungeon and deal with him yourself. Don't show me your fucking face until you have something useful." I snarled, turning to the door. Elio's eyes dilated as they roame
My emotions had made a permanent shift from normal to a cold state as I saw the dead bodies of guards outside of the door. "How the fuck is it possible to abduct someone from a fucking busy airport?" Alessio growled and hit the security man in the face. Song lay unconscious on the floor, her head bleeding. Han brought his index finger under her nose and let out a long exhale. "She's still breathing." He muttered and he scooped her up. He rushed out of the restroom. Alessio got a call from his uncle's guard that they were ambushed. "Fucking Angelo! I'll bury him alive." Dante looked scared, running his hands through his hair in exasperation. He wasn't trying to hide his emotions like us. My anger flared at his mention. He would die for certain. Alessio continued shouting at the security, promising them a disaster. Dante continued cursing loud, smashing the things around him. My heart thumped in my chest. For the first time in m
I was glad she didn't mention mafia. I nodded my head. "The meeting is gonna take a while, Ara. How about we go shopping?" She suggested. It grabbed my attention. "Really? But I can't go far." I told her. "We won't have to. The mall is right there." She said, gesturing at the next building. I drew to my feet. "Let's do it." I told her excitedly. She smiled at me. "Oh, you love Korean brands, don't you?" She asked. "I don't know. I have seen a few in my sister-in-law's collection." I told him. "Oh, you'll love them. Come on." She said, getting to her feet. We left the office and headed for the elevator. The guards trailed behind us. She pulled me into the elevator and instructed the guards to take another one. I watched her with confusion. Her smile was fake. As the elevator door closed, her expression changed quickly, and she turned to me with annoyance. She lifted her side bag acting as if it was her weapon. "Who exactly
He exuded confidence effortlessly, as if he used to being the center of attention, particularly from women. He was insanely handsome, while he looked disturbed. Deep down I knew he must have his reasons, I was overreacting. I shouldn't be expecting things from him. But my hopes were high when it was about him. He ran his fingers through his hair in evident frustration. "You really have an impact on him. I have never seen him losing his composure like this before." Dante muttered to me. Russo looked back at us. I quickly lowered my gaze. I could feel his gaze lingering on me. "I shouldn't be reacting this way. He doesn't need my permission to go wherever he wants." I muttered, leaning my head against my brother's shoulder. "Ara!" Dante demanded my attention. I raised my lashes to him. He smiled broadly at me. "My sister is in love." He said. My eyes widened in shock. I shook my head vehemently. "No. I don't. I will never love him." I tol
MAXIMORUSSO MORETTI While she slept, his restlessness returned the moment his gaze rested on the box. He prolonged his arm to pick it up. He closed his eyes as he threw his head back against the headrest, thinking about his parents. He remembered witnessing love between them. He let out a sharp exhale. Opening his eyes, he lifted the lid of the box. First thing he noticed were the letters which were neatly folded inside. He reached for it. A smile crawled on his face reading his father's letter. It was a love letter written to his mother. He folded it back, not wanting to invade their privacy and put it aside. He reached for other letters. He felt uneasy about invading his parents' personal lives. So, he avoided reading them. There was more jewellery in it. His eyebrows pulled to
Maximo Russo Moretti "You did pretty good work." Igor chuckled, looking around the hall. There were three more dead bodies. "Tell me you didnt fucking flaunt your diamonds during the flight." He growled and sent a quick message to the clean up crew. Igor shook his head, smiling. He walked over to the glass wall and darted his gaze out. The wall was reinforced to withstand bullets. "My diamonds." Mischievous flashed in Harry's eyes. His impassive gaze wiped it away. "No, boss." He answered him. "Here!" He said, opening his palm, revealing the necklace. Harry straightened and looked at him with his wide eyes. "Your hand is bleeding." He said as he noticed, picking the necklace carefully. "Check this now." He ordered him, ignoring his concern. "Yes, boss." Harry responded and shot on his feet. He walked over to the table and opened his briefcase. He pulled out a small cotton wipe and cleaned the blood from the necklace using it. He turne
His darkest grey eyes slightly narrowed on me. He must have heard me, but he picked not to question me. "Sienna, inform Father - we're heading out with Alessio." Den told her and turned his gaze on me. "We'll talk about this later." He said and kissed my head. He spun and walked along wit
PRESENT (Fourteen Years old) My gaze drifted around, taking in the view of a beautiful garden, it had neatly trimmed lawns, and there were vibrant blooms adding more charm to it. The air was filled with their scent. It felt like a peaceful oasis. I would have preferred to announce it as ‘no p
PAST The tension was palpable as four mafia bosses sat facing each other in the hall, seething and trading accusations, their hands poised to grab their guns if necessary. A fragile peace had held sway for seven years, sustained by lucrative business deals and treaties. It was a peace born of a
He walked around the car and opened the door. His stride halted when Marco approached him. He muttered something to him. I let out a long sigh knowing whenever Marco showed up and whispered to Niko like this. Niko would have to cancel our plans. "Sorry, princess. Something urgent







