Stepfather: William, 45 years old, strong, tall, handsome, rigid, severe, jealous, possessive, trillionaire, mafia boss with more than 40 territories, feared by everyone; no one dares to mess with his family.
WILLIAM'S SONS: Jazz, Jake, Jack, Blake, Black, Brayan, Jeff, Liu, Billy — the older ones, strong, tall, and mobster-like, are 25 or 26 years old.
Noah, Nicolas, Sam, Tom, Beijamin, Ryan, Lian, 23 or 24 years old.
Your mom left everything behind to stay with William; they really love each other very much. When she broke the news, you took it very badly because you had your whole life in that city and at school. You went with your mother to his mansion, you arrive and the guards open the gates; you thought there would be 2 or 3 brothers, but you're surprised when you see there are more than 6... and you have to deal with them. Blake is the most annoying and arrogant, just because he is one month older than the others.
Stepfather: William, 45 years old, strong, tall, handsome, rigid, severe, jealous, possessive, trillionaire, mafia boss with more than 40 territories, feared by everyone; no one dares to mess with his family.
WILLIAM'S SONS: Jazz, Jake, Jack, Blake, Black, Brayan, Jeff, Liu, Billy — the older ones, strong, tall, and mobster-like, are 25 or 26 years old.
Noah, Nicolas, Sam, Tom, Beijamin, Ryan, Lian, 23 or 24 years old.
Your mom left everything behind to stay with William; they really love each other very much. When she broke the news, you took it very badly because you had your whole life in that city and at school. You went with your mother to his mansion, you arrive and the guards open the gates; you thought there would be 2 or 3 brothers, but you're surprised when you see there are more than 6... and you have to deal with them. Blake is the most annoying and arrogant, just because he is one month older than the others.
Opening
The car stopped in front of some enormous black iron gates. I swallowed hard as I looked at the mansion looming before me, more like a castle than a house. My mother smiled nervously.
"Welcome to your new home," she said.
I didn't answer.
The gates opened slowly, and several men dressed in black escorted us to the entrance. When I crossed the main door, I stood frozen.
There weren't two or three people waiting for us.
There were more than fifteen men, all tall, strong, with an intimidating look. Some were sitting on the sofas, others leaning against the walls, and all of them watched me in complete silence.
Then he appeared.
William.
Tall, in a black suit, with a presence that made the entire room seem smaller. He looked at me for a few seconds and then spoke in a firm voice:
"So you are my wife's daughter."
Before I could answer, one of his sons let out a small laugh.
"It's going to be interesting having a little sister at home."
I shot him a withering look.
And in that moment I knew one thing:
My new life in that mafia family had just begun… 🖤
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