Marco Romano /father - 50 (ex mafia boss)

I am a proud father of 6 kids I demand respect from everyone or else there will be consequences. My children all respect me. Being the ex-Mafia Boss makes me intimidating, I can make people shiver from just my gaze. I love watching people who have tried harming my family beg for mercy. My only weakness and strength is Liliana. I will only ever kneel down for my baby.

Angelo Romano - 27 ( mafia boss)

I am the mafia boss of the most powerful mafia in the whole world. No one would dare try kill me and the ones who have tried have died under my torture. I love hand-to-hand combat. Feeling your enemy dying right on your hands is the best feeling, watching the life melt away from there eyes. The only people I care about is my family. I am like a second parent to my whole family after that bitch left which forced me to grow up at a young age. I only listen to 2 people my dad and Liliana.

Lorenzo Romano - 25 (mafia underboss)

I am the underboss in the mafia and work with my older brother. I rather sleep with random girls at our club then have a relationship with someone. After something which traumatised me I stopped talking a lot. I only talk if necessary and trust doesn't come easy to me. I love knifes, killing your enemies with a knife feels so rewarding and satisfying as you watch the blood flood down the knife. Cooking relaxes me but I only ever cook for myself. People believe my cooking is the best however, I don't like making food for others. But When it comes to Liliana trust comes easily and I love cooking for her.

Valentino Romano - 22

I am a doctor and have my own infirmary in the house but don't mistake me as weak or think I don't find excitement from killing people. I Iove using guns to kill people, watching the bullet smoothly go straight through our enemies. I enjoy upgrading the cars in the garage and taking them to illegal races. I have never lost a race to anyone and will never get that title taken from me. I try being positive to lift my brothers spirits. My happiness roots at Liliana. As long as I'm with her nothing will ever touch her.

Luca Romano - 17

I am known as the funny and talkative one in the family but only my family and friends get to see that side of me. To others I am just as cold as my family. I  can easily hack into anything. I am not old enough to go on missions but I hack into other mafias to find information. I speak my mind with no filter which sometimes gets me into trouble. Liliana is my best friends as we have a lot in common. Matteo is my closest brother, we share all our problems and feel most comfortable together.

Matteo Romano - 16

I hate everyone except my family and my anger issues easily get the best of me. My brothers believe I am spoiled and get away with too much. I find it hard to trust new people. I only respect and look up to Angelo and my dad. I enjoy hacking into other mafias to and this makes me really close with Luca. My only worry is if I care for Liliana she could get hurt like he did.

Liliana Romano - 14

I am know as innocent, although I have been through hell and back I was abused and have a hard time trusting people. I believe people only want to gain you trust to smash it. I have learnt many languages on my breaks in work. I also taught myself to hack. But I don't believe I'm that good. I prefer to fake it till you make it as people say I would rather put a fake smile on my face to make others happy. I have always wanted a loving parent and after getting one I never want to leave his side along with my older brothers. They make me feel safe after not having that feeling my whole life. While, Luca can put a smile on my face any day.

Emily Russo - 49

I married Marco for his money, I'm known as a gold digger. I had no desire for children, but he made it clear that he needed an heir and that if I had one, he would give me a greater allowance, so I chose to listen to him. I despise girls and believe they are a waste of space who are unworthy of anything. I intended to abort Liliana when I found out I was pregnant, but Marco wouldn't let me, so as soon as I got the chance, I stole $1 million from him and fled with our daughter, intending to use her as a slave and make Marco pay for forcing me to have the other 5 useless brats. I started seeing Jake 5 months after I ran away. He became the source of my narcotics, and I began dating him in order to obtain free drugs. But I've always pretended to love him in order for him to continue giving me pills and buying me alcohol.

Jake Russo - 51

I found Emily one day and notice she had something many people would want so I became close with Emily and began to fall in love while in the process poisoning her mind with substances and ideas.

Darkness is all that surrounds me as I sit here barely conscious. I try to open my eyes as my head begins to have rapid shocks shooting intense pain which racks my whole body.

Not again.

All I can think about is how I can't live like this anymore. I look around to notice the familiar room of the basement. The metallic scent invaded my surrounding as the memories of the many beatings played in repeat in my mind.

I try standing up but as I move an ear piercing screech escapes me; a new found pain engulfs my senses as my eyes begin to tear up. I slap my hand over my mouth tightly, squeezing my eye close along with it as I pray I haven't just woken up my parents.

The sound of my rapid heart beat is all that can be heard for a minute or two as I hear no motion upstairs, I breath out a sigh of relief. 

I reach for the paracetamol and pull out the last 2 in the pack reminding myself to make breakfast for my parents who will be wake soon.

Limping, I get upstairs to start making breakfast.

I let out a large sigh as my breath felt stuck in my lungs and let my daydreaming overcome me as I thought about life away from here.

Once I finished making breakfast, I treaded slowly back downstairs to get ready for school.

School is like my escape, many people talk about how bad school is but I love it. Without school, I would be stuck in this hell whole.

A smile adorns my face as my mind floats to my computer science teacher who has been the only support in my life.

My extra lessons with her created our special bond as she reminds me of my potential daily

After getting ready for school, I get going before being seen by my parents.

In the morning, the torment is worse as they carry around their hangovers from the alcohol confined the night before.

My parents are always drunk or have hangovers. Ever since she died and they still believe it's my fault.

My life used to be perfect. My parents once used to love and care for me although, that all changed from a young age. 

After getting ready for school, I grab my bag and head upstairs before they can see me. However, today I wasn't so lucky.

The house is so dirty with empty alcohol bottles scattered randomly and used plates covering the table. I usually clean after school while they drink at the pub.

I think I even saw a rat run past on the way to the door. Disgusting.

Just as my hand reaches for the door handle, I hear someone scream my name.

At that moment my body froze, a cold sweat drips down my forhead. I stood there scanning my brain to see what I did wrong.

"Liliana get up here right now!" Shouted my mum which snapped me out of my thoughts

Walking inside the kitchen, I see my mother standing near the food I made.

"YOU UGLY, UNGRATEFUL BITCH! Why is my food cold and taste horrible!" She said furiously.

"I'm sorry." I stated with my head down shaking from how scared I was.

At that moment, she strolled up to me and a deafening clap was heard echoing around as she slapped me across my face.

The heat vibrated across my ear as it left a slight buzzing sound.

"You slut I give you a roof over your head the least you can do is cook and clean." She said with anger.

Not a second later, I feel a hard blow to my stomach causing me to hold my ribs as I groan in pain.

I hate her so much I wish I had enough strength to stand up to her and hit her back but I am just not strong enough.

"Now get out of my face before you ruin my eyes with your ugly face." She stated with disgust spitting at my feet.

"I told you we should send her to a boarding school" Jake said to her as I limp away.

Obeying, I then left the house walking towards school with my head hanging low.

Once I reach school my eyes begin scanning the area for my best friend Sophia.

"LILIANA!" Screamed Sophia making me jump however, I try covering it up as I run towards her ignoring the pain in my left rib.

"SOPHIA!" I shout back tackling her into a hug. I haven't seen her all weekend since I have been busy with work.

"Omg I missed you so much bitch." She said bringing a smile to my face.

"I know how could you not miss me." I joked earning me a light shove. We have been friends for 7 years now.

"How bad are your bruises today I brought the first aid kit just in case." She whispers cautiously as she knows I don't want anyone finding out.

"They are not to bad today, my ribs just hurt a lot." I reply casually.

I told her about the abuse 4 years ago. When she saw the blood and bruises on my body. She said she would tell someone but I convinced her to keep it a secret for me so now she just helps clean the cuts.

We head inside the building as students surround us all rushing to their lockers before hurrying of to their classes.

As I walk to my locker some guy barges into my left side almost kicking me over as he shouts a quick sorry disappearing down the corridor.

Damn that hurt.

"Omg are you okay Liliana?" Sophia rushes to my side as she checks me over

"I'm fine" I say while limping to try walk off the pain as I lean against my locker.

We put out bags away and head to class which is already full with the teacher talking at the front.

"Late. Again! Go sit in your seats abd the next time you both come in late I will be calling your parents." My old teacher nags as I roll my eyes trying not to laugh.

He says the same thing every lesson.

We get through our first 2 lesson which drag on for ages before finally sitting down for lunch.

I stare down at my hands as I can afford to get food today.

I'm trying to save enough money to run away, I can't live like this any more.

Just a month ago, I started up a job without informing my parents however every mess up makes the company reduct a dollar which causes me to only make like 2 dollars a day.

"Here my mum packed you some food too" Sophia chimes in between my thoughts as she placed food infront of me while eating her own.

She's the only person who's ever taken care of me along with her mum without them I would have probably already killed myself a long time ago.

Shaking away the bad thoughts I look over to Sophia to start a conversation as other friends join us.

"What you doing tomorrow?" I ask trying to avoid my own mind.

"I'm going to my football practice at 10 then I need to go rugby practice and then I'll spend the rest of the day baking and watching movies with my mum." She explains as I listen intensively.

I wish I could have a bond with my mum like her but instead my mother is a terrible person and I have to spend my days alone.

We continue talking until the bell goes causing us all to get up to go to our next lesson.

I'm dreading this lesson, this teacher picks on me soo much.

We get to the lesson before the teacher arrives and sit down in our seats at the back while I get my books ready some different guy sits next to me.

"Hey I'm so sorry about bathing into you in the hall, I was in a rush and didn't see you there. Could you please forgive me?" He explains genuinely meaning it as he watched me waiting for a response.

"Umm hey, yeah I forgive you I guess." I awkwardly reply turning towards Sophia to end the conversation.

"So what's your name?" He questions leaning back now.

Omg won't this guy just leave me alone.

I hate speaking to new people.

"I'm Liliana." I stop at that hoping he will get the hint but of course he doesn't.

"That's a pretty name for an even prettier girl." He smirks thinking he had the best pick up line

"Josh leave her alone, not everyone wants you" Sophia finally steps in as I now smile trying not to laugh at his embarrassed face.

I mean I tried to handle the situation myself but Sophia just does it way better.

We get through the lesson and the rest of the day with not too many problems as I note have my favourite lesson and teacher.

You know that one teacher that just feels like a mum, this is that teacher.

She is soo nice and great at teacher.

It's like all my problems disappear when I'm with her.

"Hey Liliana, how are you today?" She smiles as she comes towards me.

I  reply while sitting down and logging in.

Today I'm practicing hacking into bank accounts from people around the world.

Mrs Honey explains the talk to everyone while I get started on my own task.

I've already learnt what they are learning which is binary so Mrs honey comes over to me once she finishes explaining.

"Do you need any help here Liliana?" She questions leaning down to see where I'm at.

I shake my head no to focused in as I try to corrupt the coating to tell me the password however I'm missing one small but I just don't know what it is

"Here change this to a 0." She points out as I follow her instruction which causes the password to be shown to me.

Perfect.

A smile overcomes my face as I thank her for the help.

Before the lessons over I get through the 2 step authentication process and get into the bank account laying my eyes on 10 million dollars.

Wow that's a lot of money. 

"Why don't you take out 1 thousand for yourself and then log out for the end of the lesson." Mrs honey offers proudly squeezing my shoulder lightly to show how overcome by happiness she is.

"Omg I can't believe I finally did it!" I explain finally after 2 whole months of trial and error I finally got through the 2 step verification without triggering any alarms in the system.

"I knew you could do it." Mrs Honey says before standing straight to dismiss everyone from the class.

I stay back as usual as I walk over to her desk.

"Well done darling. I'm a bit busy today so we can't do more practice after class but next I want you to try hack through the government security to see if we can do that." She explains as she types up on her own laptop.

I say my goodbyes giving her a small side hug as I leave making my way back home.

Once I get home I spend the time cleaning up the dirty alcohol bottles, glass asks residue before starting on dinner.

My stepdad and mum come home after I finish making dinner and setting the table.

I already snuck some food down before they got here so I rush out as I can hear the multiple different voices enter behind them.

"Let's eat guys." They sit beginning to dig in forgetting about my expistence.

Thank god I didn't want to be the centre of their entertainment I'm sick of it.

I sit on my 1 thin blanket eating the rice I cooked while shivering.

As I let out air from my mouth I can see the cloud that form which indicate the level of cold it is in this area.

I've tried bringing in heaters or blankets however they all end up broken or taken by my horrible step parents before they begin beating me for even considering myself before them.

Although I've started to believe their words as they drill into me daily how useless and pathetic the think I am.

I lay down in a small ball after eating trying to get some body heat as I run my hands up and down my arms, putting my head into my top to breath into it to create warmth however nothing seems to be working.

Although when I hear the door open and the voices become closer the cold becomes the last thing on my mind as I try hide in the corner humiliated my the extra people laughing behind.

"Here is the pathetic butch we was talking about." My step father announces as he steps to the side.

"So how much are you guys willing to pay to have her for the night?" My mother chips in a bit too excited.

Oh no this is not about to happen again.

Every once in a while when money becomes too tight they decide to put me up for sale for the night to sick men who try ruin me more than I already am.

Depending what they pay my mother does not set a limit for what they can or can't do which leaves me being tortured through the night while they sleep comfortable in their own rooms.

For a certain price they even allow the torture to happen in the spare room upstairs.

My old room.

My well body shakes in my corner like a leaf while they discuss the payment and situation like I'm not even in the room.

My mind repeats all the other times as I slightly hyperventilate on the floor which causes my mother to kick me hard in my same left rib and stand on my hand.

Trying to tell me to cut it out as she puts on a smile for the 2 men in the room.

The men pay the money as my legal guardians leave the room locking the door above as I scream out begging them to save me and forgive me as the men smirk hungrily.

—————————— THE NEXT DAY ————————

I slowly leave the house limping my way to school as I wipe away the stupid tears making their way silently down my face.

I meet with Sophia greeting her with a hug as she looks at me with concern.

"What happened?" She questions as if I'm some fragile doll.

She only knows about the abuse selling me to old men has only started to happen the last 6 months.

We walk into school putting out books away before heading to class.

I sit facing Sophie as we talk about the party on the weekend she's having at her house when that guy from yesterday sits next to me again.

"Hey Liliana, how are you?" He starts the conversation as he sits down causing my conversation with Sophie to come to a halt.

"Im fine I guess, what about you?" I ask back to be polite although I already want this conversation to end.

"I'm good, I was just wondering if you wanted to go out some time to get food or something?" He nervously asks looking around.

I've never even see this guy before and now he's asking me out.

"Sure." I reply as I would rather be out with him then at home with them.

The school day continues and as I get into my least favourite class. I see the head teacher's assistant walking in the corridor and I can already guess it's for me.

She has heels on so you could hear her walking around and chewing gum really loudly.

When she gets to my class she calls my name out loud causing my heart to race from the idea of them figuring out while slight relief washed over me from the thought of leaving this boring lesson.

My anxiety increases as I think about why I could be called to the office.

Is it my social worker again?

After entering secondary school, I began to get into many fights which caused me to have a negative reputation with all the teachers.

However me and Dave, the head, get on really well from the amount of time we have had to spend together through the years.

Strolling into the head teacher's office, I immediately begin talking confidently.

"It wasn't my fault, I had to punch her Dave. she was annoying me and she knows not to mess with me." I say casually not noticing the woman standing in the corner.

That girl was trying to say stuff about my looks and clothing to make people laugh.

Except.

No one finds her funny.

When I look over towards the head teacher I see sympathy written across his face which makes my face scrunch up in confusion and worry.

"My name is mr David to you, and could you please take a seat so I can talk to you Liliana." He formally says point at the chair across from him.

I sit down cautiously eyeing the women in the corner as I lean back pretending not to care.

"I am sorry to inform you of this but your parents have passed away due to drunk driving." He says  his voice laced with sympathy.

I hate when people try giving me sympathy like stop pretending you care.

"What..." I couldn't form a sentence as my whole mind was at shock

He leans forward pouring water into a glass from the jug near bye as he pushes it toward me giving me a second to process the information.

Tears brim my eyes as slight sadness fills my mind although not a lot.

On the inside, I feel overjoyed by this news. The amount of times I have prayed for them to die I feel like I'm finally free.

"Will I-I be g-going to an orphanage." I sobbed worried I may actually have parents even worse than the ones I just lost. When I had wished they would die I didn't really think about where I would go but now it passes my mind I get a little scared.

"We are not sure as of right now, but you will be going with this social worker who will check if you have any other family members nearby." The head teacher announces.

I look up at the social worker she looks like she is in her 30s with a kind face but has sympathy written all over it. She is wearing a black blazer with black heels.

"Hey sweetheart, can you come with me back to the station?" She asked me nicely as I got up and walked up to her.

"Goodbye Dave don't miss me too much." I joke and he chuckles lightly as he stands up.

"Goodbye Liliana, please call me if you need anything." He replies as we leave his office.

The next chapter will be up tomorrow.
Thank you for reading.❤️❤️

Arriving at the police station, I can't lie I was so nervous although I wasn't going to show that to anyone.

Emotions are just a weakness.

"Hey come with me to the back so we can get you a room alone for now you must be tired." She says while we walk to a small room.

I don't answer as I'm too lost in my thoughts to notice she is talking to me but I continue following her anyways.

Once we reach the room, I notice it's a small box with 1 single bed in the corner and a side table bedside it. This room is bigger that my room ever was. I thought as I laid on the bed.

"Thank you." I whispered not in the mood to talk as I let out a small yawn.

"It's ok, just so you know we will be doing a DNA test on you in a bit." She tells me kneeling near the bed where I currently lay.

Why is she so close?

"Ok." I reply wanting her to leave me by myself. She walks out the room leaving me with my thoughts but I don't know how to feel anymore.

I kick of my shoes resting my arms behind my head as I close my eyes trying to fall asleep.

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"Hey wake up." I hear as I feel someone rubbing my arm lightly shaking me

The social worker stands back as I open my eyes sitting up quickly.

"Can we start the dna test now sweetheart?" She questions waiting for my reply.

"Yeah." I say as I put my shoes back on.

That was the best nap of my life.

"Here can you please rub this swab in your mouth."she asks handing me the swab.

After doing the test she brings me some food so we can wait for the results. And then she leaves while I lay back down staring up at the ceiling deep in thought.

I already know I have no other family so this is just a waste of time. But they don't need to know I have no family, the later I get into the orphanage the better.

I decide to get up after a but deciding to look around the station.

I slowly open the door not seeing anyone outside as I slip out walking into the room next door.

It is a large office with a desk in the middle of the room with stacks of files on top.

The room looks unorganised and stresses me out just by looking at it.

I continue down the hall as I find other bedrooms like the one I was put in however they are all empty.

I decide after about an hour of searching to go back to the room and wait as not even 5 minutes go by and the lady walks back in.

"Hi, I'm back and it turns out your dad and brothers are coming to get you at 5 pm so you can start getting ready." She jumps happily however I sat there frozen.

There is no fucking way that does not even make sense.

"Sorry I think you have it wrong my dad died and I have no sibling." I reply confused

"Well from the DNA test it shows you have a father and brothers in LA and when we called them they sounded really happy to see you." She explains still happy I bet she is only excited to get rid of me.

How can this be? Mom never told me about having other siblings and I've know dad since I was born.

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Nervous is the only emotion I feel right now. What if my real dad just wants to abuse me again? What if my brothers don't want me?

I looked at the clock to realise it was 5 pm and they would be coming any minute. My hand were shaking from how high my anxiety is right now.

I shake my hands taking I deep breath. I can't show them how scared I am.

In walks the social worker with some paperwork in her hand.

"Good afternoon, your brother and dad are here and have signed the adoption papers so you can go see them now." She exclaims happily

Fuck-

I sigh as I get up and follow her towards the entrance where two men in black suits stood tall at what looks like 6,0 and 6,2.

They could hurt me way more than my mother and stepfather as just by looking at them I can tell they have at least 10 times more strength then them.

I don't want to go with them anymore. Before when I was thinking about it I wasn't worried but now I just want to go to an orphanage I only have 4 years left anyways.

"Hi Liliana I am your brother, Valentino and he is our father Marco." He said with a smile on his face.

Looking closely we look quite similar with the same features and hair colour.

"Hi." I stood there with my head bowed looking at my hands.

I need to stop being nervous

"Ok well I will leave you all to talk before you take her home." The social worker says while walking away.

"Your so big now." My father whispers with a small smile.

Have you even met me before?

"Would you like to get ready to come home with us now Principessa?" Questioned my brother Valentino I think it was. (Princess)

"How do I know you won't kidnap me." I say finding a bit of courage. Looking up I saw a smirk on both my father and brother's face.

I felt enraged by their amusement as I just rolled my eyes at my own words. Why did I even ask?

"Well tesoro we are related by blood and you have no other choice so you might as well say yes." Valentino smirks as he kneels down to my heght.

Why's he kneeled down like I'm some baby? I would say I'm quite tall at 5,6.

"Well-well I can go to an orphanage for another 4 years and then I will be free." I think of more excuses but I kind of want to go home with them but I am not sure.

As my new father stood behind my brother he began to speak Italian thinking I wouldn't understand but little did they know I learnt Italian at school.

"Questo è più difficile di quanto pensassi." He comments with amusement laced in his words (This is harder than I thought it would be.)

I pretend I don't understand what they are saying so I can continue listening to their conversations.

Did these people really come here thinking I wouldn't ask questions before sitting in the car? They must be stupid then.

"How about we take you in for 4 years and then you can leave instead of going to an orphanage." Marco try's compromising as he comes closer.

Thinking about it this would be a good idea that way I can live there but leave after 4 years. However, I am not going to tell them this and continue compromising.

"No I don't want to live with you." I reassure them but as I say it I see there hearts both break a little hearing this.

Not like they cared for me all these years, why are they pretending to care now?

"Fine, how about you stay for a month or 2 and if you still want to leave you can or you can stay." My father states which I nod to as I have won once again.

"Perfect!" My brother says with happiness

Valentino looks at me clearly thinking hard about something, this worries me as I don't know what it is.

"Umm can I hug you?" He questions "If that's ok with you of course." Valentino says I think he's worried I will say no.

"Umm sure I guess." I reply as he sighs in relief and pulls me into a hug while I just stand there waiting for him to let go.

Well this is awkward...

Another update hope you all enjoy.