PROLOGUE

Victor Azel Rossi's name is well-known in the business world; he is the sole owner of several homes across the world, as well as a well-known hotel, aviation company, and restaurant.

Despite being tough at work, he is a gentle and loving husband and father to his children. However, everyone has a secret, and Victor will not be left behind. When you mention his name in Italy, you can be sure that everyone who hears it will quake in fear.

Because he is the sole leader or commander of the Red Treasure Mafia in Italy, also known as the Italian Mafia. Their organization's objective and motivation are to serve and defend individuals without making trouble, but if you damage anyone in their group, you will be punished.

Ariana Louise Rossi, a well-known figure skater and model in Italy, is the spouse of Victor. Their first son, Alessandro Rossi, came into the world in 1991, followed by the birth of their second oldest, Alessio Rossi, born in 1993; the first set of twins, Leonardo and Lorenzo Rossi, born in 1994; other twins Xander and Xavier, born in 1996; and their youngest son, Vincent Rossi, born in 1997.

For numerous years, the couple had hoped to have a daughter child. As a result, when the year 2006 arrived, Ariana discovered she was one month pregnant. They are overjoyed, but they are concerned because Ariana is 37 years old. It signifies that this is a delicate pregnancy that requires extra care.

In July of 2007, the lovely and gorgeous kid Victoria Alessandria Rossi was born.

"Amelia!" yelled someone from below.

"Amelia, wake up; you might be late for school." Amelia groans as she gets out of bed and walks slowly to her bathroom.

"Amelia!" exclaimed the woman from downstairs once more.

"I'm awake!" she exclaimed, sighing.

Amelia, or Victoria as we know her, took a bath and prepared herself. She gazed at her necklace while she combed her hair. She had been looking at it for a long when she discovered the initials V.A.R. She was perplexed; she didn't know where it came from, but she assumed it was her name. 

But she had no idea who it was from.

She emerged from her room, dressed in her school uniform and black low-heeled shoes, her shiny silver hair tied in an upsweep manner, a bag in her left hand, and her mobile phone in her right hand, texting a school buddy.

VICTORIA'S POINT OF VIEW

I'm not sure what's wrong with me, but something horrible is about to happen. The uneasiness in my chest was so intense that I walked down the stairs slowly, attempting to clear my mind of the worst-case scenarios.

When I arrived in the kitchen, Aunt Cherryl was busy preparing breakfast. Aunt Cherryl was the lady who took care of me and reared me. When I was five years old, we first met in the orphanage. According to the owner of the orphanage, my parents abandoned me because I was a burden and an annoyance. I am eternally grateful to Aunt Cherryl; without her, I would most likely not be here. I was so caught up in my thoughts that I didn't know Aunt Cherryl had been speaking to me for quite some time.

"Amelia, what's wrong? Are you okay?" she inquired softly.

"There's nothing wrong, Aunty; I'm fine," I smiled back. She sighed after staring at me for a few moments.

She sighed and stared at me for a few moments before pulling me to the table.

"OK, eat now or you'll be late," she remarked as she placed the platter in front of me. I was taken aback by her reaction. She picked up her bags and walked to the front door before I could ask her a question.

"Before you go, make sure to lock the door and unplug everything. I might not be home on time, so if I'm not there, you can go to Shane's house." she said smiling

I responded with a happy face.

"Yes, Aunt Cherryl, don't worry, I'll take care of it." She nodded and walked out the door to go to the flower shop.

I walked to school at 7:30 in the morning, which was only a short distance away from my home. I love walking among trees because they make me feel calm and happy, and they give me a sense of comfort.

I know this is a little late for introduction but im still going to do it 

Hi there! My name is Amelia Reed and I'm 15 years old. I go to Lemington High School. My Aunt Cherryl wants me to go to a fancy private school, but I don't think it's necessary. I told her to save her money for later instead.

I like to do a lot of different things like reading, painting, and taking pictures. I can also speak different languages. I have fun playing sports too! specially Hockey!

I was almost at the entrance of my school when...

Someone called my name and when I looked back, it was my best friend Ashley! I was so happy to see her."Amelia!" 

I saw Ashley and got really excited. I waved my arms a lot and she saw me. She was happy too and ran over to me.

"My beautiful Amelia!" I did the same and she hugged me tightly.

She cried and said "I miss you" 

"Why are you crying?" i giggled This girl is being very dramatic, even though we just saw each other yesterday.

Hey Ash, just so you know, we hung out together yesterday. But Ash seems annoyed and upset.

She said, "Amelia, yesterday and today are not the same." She made a face while saying this.

"Keep rolling your eyes and it'll stick forever," I said, walking side-by-side.

She nodded and held onto my arm as we walked into the school.

When we walked into the hallway, all the other kids were looking at us, especially me. I felt frustrated but kept walking without paying attention to them.

I was worried that there might be something wrong with me and that I didn't look nice enough. I kept looking at my school clothes, but they were clean and neat. My friend Ashley looked at me strangely, like I was acting weird.

"No, you look very nice and people are staring because they think you are very pretty and it surprised them."

ASHLEY POV

When will this girl realize how lovely she is and how much everyone admires her? They're all trying to get close to her. This young lady is very pure and innocent.

"Let's go, don't think too much, let's go to Spanish class, we're going to be late." I grabbed her arm and pulled her out of sight. She smiled and shook my hand, telling jokes as she walked to our classroom.

3RD POV 

Amelia moved directly to her seat, smiling at her seatmate. Brian, the entire school's student council president, and these two are role models for all of us. When it comes to academics, the president is always at the top of the class.

And then there's Vice President Amelia Reeds, also known as "The Golden Girl," who consistently ranks second in our school rankings, the lovely girl with sparkling gray eyes and silver hair who is good at painting, sports, and so on; this girl is the most gifted person I've ever seen.

The bell rang and the teacher started teaching Spanish. Then, someone knocked on the door and asked for Amelia to come with her.

Amelia was confused, so she collected her stuff and followed the assistant principal with her teacher's permission. 

She anxiously plays with the tips of her nails as she follows the assistant principal. The principal's assistant came to a halt in front of the principle's office.

The person in charge of the school showed Amelia where to go, and she went in feeling a little scared.

Inside the Office

The person in charge at the school was sitting calmly, waiting for someone. Two other people were looking at her.

"Good morning, Principal Grayson. Well, what did you call me for? Am I in trouble?" Taking a closer look, she was biting her lower lip hard, with trembling hands hidden behind her back. The headmaster smiled at her and assured her warmly that she had done nothing wrong.

"Don't be concerned, Amelia; you did nothing wrong; in fact, I called you for a completely different reason." "Please take a seat, darling," the principal said.

Amelia sighs and takes a seat in front of the principal's table. Two elderly males on her left side are staring at her, as if they are memorizing her face, which makes her uneasy.

"Well," the principal muffles, staring uneasily at the two males on the left side. Amelia paid no attention to them and waited for the principal to finish his sentence.

"Your Aunt Cherryl was killed during a robbery at her store," he explains carefully to Amelia, who is now crying. He can't do anything but look at the little girl with pity.

Amelia is a sobbing wreck, unable to accept what has happened. She's now on her own and unsure what to do. Nobody wants her; how will she survive?

How can she survive in this harsh world?

"What happens now?" she murmured shakily, clutching her long-sleeved uniform for support. The principal and the two unknown men exchanged stares before the principle continued with a single nod from the older one.

"The police searched your information, and we discovered that you have a family," Amelia became enraged this time.

"Yeah, a family that doesn't want me in the first place throws me out," Amelia grumbled angrily.

"That's not true," remarked a raspy low voice from her left side.

"We want you; we just don't know where you are," the other guy replied, raising Amelia's knotted brows and resting her arms in her chest.

"And who exactly are you?" she inquired she is experiencing mixed emotions, so she doesn't mind if her comments are harsh.

"My name is Alessandro Rossi," he stated coldly to her.

"Not familiar," she responded before turning around and entirely ignoring him.

"I am your oldest brother," he remarked irritably.