Elizabeth's POV:
It felt like hours; I had to clean my hair twice, and my brother showed me a stick of stuff he said was for shaving. But after everything, I felt so clean, my hair was back to its normal colour. I stood next to the mirror, looking at myself. This was the first time I saw what I looked like. Light blue eyes stare back at me. The good thing was my scars were hardly showing; some of them dried up from all those years I had stayed there. Letting out a little breath, I walked towards the door and then turned the handle. Looking around Zack's room, I couldn't find him, so I limped towards his bed and lay down. I didn't know if I was allowed to go out or move around freely. Too busy with my thoughts, I didn't know when Zack came into the room and sat next to me. "Do you want to meet everyone now?" he asked softly. I gave him a nod and waited for him to move, then I followed slowly because I was still trying to get used to my legs. I was too busy staring at everything; this was the first time I saw colors and bright lights; it was a little bit disturbing. "Come on, everyone is in the living room. Also, do you know how to speak?" he questioned. I nodded my head left and right; then he nodded again and let out a sad breath. With that, we walked into the living room, and then I finally saw their faces. No one said anything, just looked at me like I was a little diamond. "Princess," my dad whispered, getting up from his seat. I stepped back, feeling like he was about to hit me or something, which didn't go unnoticed by everyone. "Dad, how are we sure she's our sister? Like, look at her; she looks so tiny and homeless," an older-looking guy said while glaring at me. Two others nodded their heads, believing his words. Dad didn't say anything; you could tell he was angry, but he didn't want to do anything, just kept on looking at me. Deep down, I was scared out of my mind, but for some reason, I didn't want to run away, so I did something I didn't think I could do. I walked towards my dad very slowly because of the pain in my legs. Lifting my hair, I pulled a necklace that has been around my neck for a while now. I have always wanted to know why it was there; I haven't opened it before. On the necklace was a word written on it: "My little star." Looking at it and then Dad, I pointed at the necklace, making everyone's eyes move to me; their eyes grew wide before coming towards me. "My little star," Ryan spoke softly. "That was what your mom gave you, Princess before she died," Dad said. Nodding my head, my eyes looked around for Zack but couldn't find him. I looked at the other two who didn't feel like talking to me before looking at Ryan. "Why don't we introduce ourselves, hmmm?" Dad said out loud. Then all the boys came forward, except Zack. I still don't know where he is. "I'm Ryan, the last child of the family. I'm 13, and I hope we could be close friends, sissy. Also, can't wait to play all my games with you," Ryan says with a little jump, making me giggle quietly. "I'm Leo, the first child of the family. I'm 31, and it's nice to meet you again," Leo said, but he didn't look happy. "I'm Mike, the second child of the family. I'm 28, and yeah, I'm a doctor. Nice to meet you, Eli," Mike says with a little smile. "I'm Levi, the third child of the family, and it's nice to meet you, Eli," he says slowly but doesn't look at me, though. Dad looked around for Zack before turning toward me, saying, "He's gonna be back in a minute, okay, princess?" Nodding my head, I walked over to Ryan, then opened my arms slowly. I remembered I did promise him a hug. He smiled so much I thought his jaw would fall; with that, he walked towards me, then wrapped his arms around me softly before mumbling, "You smell like Zack." Giggling softly, he laughed too, then took my arms and pulled me to the chairs. Turns out Zack was in the kitchen preparing food for us. We had maids, but he wanted it to be special since I was back. We all gathered around the dinner table, sitting down and waiting for Dad to say something or anyone to say something. The boys kept staring at me while I looked at my food in a confused way. "Don't you like it, Eli?" Mike asked. I looked at him before shaking my head. The thing is, I have never seen this food before. It looks so creepy, I don't know what it is. When I was in the cell, I got food once a week, and sometimes I didn't get any. "Do you want something else?" Dad asked. Nodding my head softly, my eyes roamed around the table before landing on round stuff. It looked soft and yummy to try. I pointed at it, and then Ryan passed it to me. With that, I started eating the food, which was the best thing I have ever had. The boys and Dad chuckled at me before eating their food. No one said anything, just continued eating. But then after 4 rounds of the bread, I was tired, and my tummy felt like I was going to give birth or something. "Don't you want more?" Zack says next to me, but I just nod my head. Looking around, I noticed everyone saw I wasn't eating again. They all had confused looks but didn't say anything. It took a while before Dad stood up and told me to follow him. My eyes snap to Zack with fear; I didn't want to be alone with a large man. Zack looked at me for a while before letting out a breath. He grabbed my arm and walked by my side, following Dad slowly while my head went low. When we finally got to Dad's office, he sat on a chair and waited for Zack and me to sit, which we did later. "Okay, Eli, I called you here to get to know you, and ask a few questions, also about the rules we have in this house," Dad says quietly while I give him a little nod. "Do you remember how long you stayed there?" Dad asked. Shaking my head as a no, he whispers something I couldn't get before asking, "Do you remember any little thing about me and your brothers?" He asked again, but I still shook my head. "Can you write?" He asked. You don't even know how to spell, the voice in my head said. Shaking my head again, I heard Zack and Dad let out a sad breath. "Go get Levi," Dad told Zack, but before he could get up, I grabbed his arms tight, shaking my head no. I didn't want to be left alone here. "I'll be back, in just a few seconds," Zack said, trying to pull my arm away. Nodding my head slowly, my head dropped down. With that, he walked out of the door. It was quiet for a while before Dad asked a question again. "Do you think any of us will hurt you, princess?" he questioned, his voice having a wave in it. Looking up slowly, I could see the sadness in his eyes, waiting for my answer. I raised my arms and then did a little move like I was picking something. "Just a little," Dad says while I nod my head at him. Nodding his head, he moved his eyes away from mine, then ran his hand over his hair. Zack came in with a confused Levi next to him. "You called," he said directly to Dad. "I wanted you to teach your sister how to write, spell, and read," he says. "She will start school next semester, by that time she will be used to reading and everything," he continues before looking my way. "Do you like the sound of that, Eli?" Dad said to me, giving him a thumbs up. Then smiling softly, "Okay, then, so that's all I need to say. Also, you will start therapy session next week, okay," he said again. I didn't understand what he said, but I just nodded my head and looked at Zack, who had a smile. With that, we got up and started walking out before Dad said, "We are really happy that you are back, princess, and we could never hurt you," he said; it was little, but I heard him. Giving him a soft smile, I walked out with my brothers waiting for me. "Wanna play with my PS section?" Zack asked happily. What's a PS section, my mind says, but I just nod my head while he pulls my armsElizabeth's POV:It's been a month since I have lived in this house, and I have finally gotten used to the environment.Dad didn't let me go outside, though, saying everything I needed was in the house. Sometimes I was left with only Levi and Leo; the others had school, and Mike had a hospital he owned. He did a check-up on me once because of my limping and how tiny I was looking. Turns out some of my ribs got broken, and some of the scars were infected. He gave me some pills and a breakfast schedule.But I just loved the attention I was getting from them.Also, my classes went well with Levi; he taught me how to write and spell, which was hard at first but I got used to it. On Friday, Dad bought me a phone and told me to start my online classes. Zack set up everything I needed on it and downloaded a lot of music for me. Also, my therapy sessions have been going smoothly. Mrs. Brown, an Asian lady, has taken care of me well. It was hard at first, but I later got used to it.Everything
Elizabeth's POV:Dinner went well; Grandpa and Grandma had to leave early because they had things to do. Grandma gave me this Bunny bear, which was so cute, while Grandpa gave me some money to get things for myself, which made the boys jealous.Right now, I'm in my room trying to arrange myself for tomorrow. I'm finally going to school. Not gonna lie to you all, I'm scared as hell, but Dad says it's better to start now since I can spell.It's one of those typical rich kids' schools; our uniforms are really cute, to be honest – a white top, a cute brown skirt, and a little tie with it. I love it.Different thoughts went through my mind; I honestly don't think I will make friends. Dad did say Zack and I are having all classes together, but I don't want to be following him like a lost puppy. Ryan was going to a different school, so it was only Zack and me since the others were done with school.With a sigh, I walked towards my locker and placed my books on it, then took the cute BTS bag
Elizabeth's POV:After dropping off Ryan at his school, I and Zack sat in the car. Turns out Zack can drive, which was kinda surprising to me."Don't worry. When we get to school, just stay close to me. A lot of people will look at us, but pay no attention to them. Also, school isn't a happy place. Some people will try to say rude things to you, but just come to me when they do, okay?" Zack says while his eyes stayed on the road."You don't have to explain all this, Zacky. Levi already told me, and from the books I read on Wattpad, I know how high school works," I said to him.With a nod, he let out a breath before saying, "I have some friends at school. Like, we are 5. You're gonna love them, except Austin; he doesn't like people," he says.Nodding my head, I gave him a thumbs-up before looking ahead."REDWOODS HIGH SCHOOL," I mumbled, looking at the school building."Wow," I whispered. I had no idea it would be this big. You could see some students around their cars, some laughing,
Elizabeth's POV:Classes went by fast. Too fast, if I was being honest. No one spoke to me except Teo and Zack, and even they seemed distracted. Zack's other friends kept glaring at me once in a while but never said anything. I guess that was a good thing, but it still made me feel like I was constantly being watched, judged. Their glances didn’t go unnoticed—especially from the girls. I felt their eyes on me, quiet but sharp, like they were sizing me up. I wasn't exactly eager to figure out why, so I avoided looking their way.Now it was lunchtime, and I knew better than to show up at the cafeteria. I wasn’t in the mood to sit there under those stares again, forcing a smile or pretending everything was fine. The air in there felt too thick, too tense. It would be awkward, stuffy, uncomfortable. No thanks. I sent a quick text to Zack, letting him know I wouldn’t be coming, then made my way to the school library instead. The hallways were quieter than usual, with most students eithe
Elizabeth's POV:When science finally ended, the feeling of relief washed over me. It wasn’t that the class was particularly hard, but my mind had drifted off a few times, making it seem longer than it was. The bell rang, and Anna and I exchanged smiles as we packed up our books. “So, can I have your number?” I asked her, casually slipping my phone out of my pocket.Her eyes widened slightly, but she nodded, a shy smile tugging at her lips. We exchanged numbers, and I felt a little lighter knowing that I had officially made a friend today. It wasn’t much, but it was a start. It felt good to have someone I could talk to outside of Zack and his friends. I made a mental note to text her later, just to see if she made it home okay.The hallways were crowded as usual, a rush of students pushing their way out of the school. I didn’t mind, though. It was the same every day—people eager to get home, escape the day, or meet up with friends for whatever plans they had. I felt my phone buzz in
Elizabeth's POV:When we finally pulled up to the house, I was greeted by my brothers and Dad at the door. The second I stepped inside, they bombarded me with questions about my day.“How was it?” “Did you make any friends?” “Anyone bothering you?” I could barely get a word in between all their questions. Finally, I smiled and said, “I made a new friend. Her name’s Anna.” The room went silent for a second before my brothers and Dad broke into cheers. Mike threw his hands in the air like he was at some kind of sports event, while Levi pumped his fist, and Dad did a weird little dance move that made me laugh. I stared at them like they were crazy."What's the big deal?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.They just kept laughing. "We knew you'd make friends in no time," Levi said with a grin, while Dad nodded like he was proud of some kind of accomplishment.I couldn't help but smile back at them. It felt good to have their support, even if they were being a little over the top about i
Elizabeth POV:It's been two weeks now, and I was enjoying school. Anna and I have gotten close together, and we finished our book. As for the boys, I and Teo also got close; I saw him as an older brother. For Mikey and James, we did talk once in a while. James did try to flirt with me, which got Zack angry, but I laughed so hard I almost fainted.My therapy session was going well too; Mrs. Brown was surprised when I finally spoke to her. Then there's Austin, who was confusing, to be honest. Sometimes he could look at me and just walk away. We haven't had a conversation before, though, but I was hoping one day we could.Today was a sports tryout in school, and I was applying for basketball. My brothers have been teaching me a lot of basketball moves, and I suddenly fell in love with it."What's your name?" a black lady with funny hair asked me."Elizabeth, Elizabeth King's," I said to her quietly. She made a "hmm" sound before giving me a paper.With that, I walked away, still looking
Elizabeth POV:When the Knight Family left the house, I stayed quietly in the kitchen, waiting for Dad to come in."Hey, sweetie, ready for dinner?" He asked, but I just shook my head softly."You guys are in the mafia?" I asked softly.He stopped walking and looked at me with confused eyes."How did you know?" He asked, looking at me.I looked at him before saying, "Just answer my question, Dad," surprising both of us for a moment.He dropped his head slowly before nodding later.I looked at him, waiting for an explanation, but he just stayed there. I knew he was not happy about me finding out, but I had to clear it.With that, I walked into my bedroom while I heard him call my name softly, but I didn't reply.I wasn't angry about them being in the mafia, just angry that they kept it away from me.Four hours later, time passed slowly, but I was still in my room. I could hear Dad and the boys talking downstairs. Zack even came to check on me, but I didn't answer him."Princess, can we
Ryan sat in the back seat of the car, his headphones on, drowning out the world around him with the rhythm of Jayo’s "Often" pulsing through his ears. It had become his way of coping lately — losing himself in music, trying to block out the growing tension in his family. His brothers, Zack and Leo, were sitting in the front, quietly chatting about something, but he wasn’t paying much attention. All he could think about was the gnawing feeling inside him, the anger that never seemed to go away.They were supposed to have a "family day" today, without their dad, who was still recovering from his health scare. But even without him, the weight of the family’s troubles hung heavy in the air. It didn’t feel right. It didn’t feel like family. Not without Elizabeth. Not without knowing where she was, what she was going through.He turned the music up, letting the beat hit harder, hoping it would drown out the nagging thoughts. But it wasn’t working. Nothing worked anymore. His mind kept dr
Mr. Black sat alone in his study, the room dimly lit by the soft glow of a desk lamp. The walls were lined with bookshelves, but tonight, he wasn’t interested in the knowledge they held. His attention was on the mask he held in his hands. It was a simple black mask, a symbol of his authority and his way of maintaining control over his world. But tonight, it felt like a barrier between him and something he couldn’t quite grasp.He had always hidden behind this mask. It allowed him to be ruthless, to lead his men with an iron fist. But lately, it felt like it was also hiding a part of him that he didn’t fully understand. The thought of Sophia, as she was now known—had become an obsession. Her presence, her struggles, and the way she seemed to test the boundaries of his carefully constructed world had been occupying his thoughts more and more.He placed the mask on his desk and leaned back in his chair. His fingers traced the edges of the mask as if hoping to find some answers there. He
Sophia, entered her room and closed the door behind her with a quiet click. She moved slowly towards the small mirror on the wall, each step feeling like a weight pressing down on her. The day’s training had left her exhausted and bruised, both physically and emotionally. Her reflection showed a girl who no longer looked like the person she remembered. Her hair was now white, a stark contrast to her old look. She pulled up her shirt and studied the bruises that covered her stomach and arms. They were vivid and angry, a patchwork of purples and blues. The sight made her wince, and she gingerly touched a particularly large bruise just below her ribs.The pain was not just from the physical blows she’d received; it was the emotional toll that was hardest to bear. Mr. Black’s harsh words and the force of his punches had left a deep mark on her soul. She had failed to hit him back during their training, which only intensified her feelings of inadequacy. She was supposed to be learning
Sophia stood in the center of the training room, her body tense and her heart racing. The walls were cold and unforgiving, much like the man who circled her now, his sharp eyes never leaving her.Mr. Black paced around her, his footsteps echoing ominously through the room. The mask he always wore made it impossible to see his expression, but she didn’t need to. His cold, controlled voice was enough to make her feel on edge.“Let’s see if this little princess can actually fight,” he said, his voice dripping with disdain.Sophia swallowed hard, the weight of his words pressing down on her. She had never been in a fight in her life. Her world before this had been one of luxury, where she was shielded from everything dangerous. Now, she was being forced to face the reality she had always been ignorant of.“As a member of my Mafia, you’ll need to learn to protect yourself,” Mr. Black continued, his tone mocking. “You think anyone’s going to show you mercy out there? You think your enemies
The rain tapped softly against the windowpane as Ryan sat at the edge of his bed, staring out into the gray, drizzly world beyond. It had been days since he'd felt like talking to anyone, especially his grandparents, who tried their best to make him comfortable here in Europe. But no matter how hard they tried, it wasn’t home. And he wasn’t happy."Ryan, sweetheart," his grandmother’s soft voice interrupted his thoughts, pulling him back to the moment. She stood in the doorway, her expression hesitant, as if she knew the news she was about to deliver wasn’t going to go over well."Yeah?" Ryan asked, his voice flat. He barely turned to look at her, still staring out the window, watching the rain collect in tiny pools on the grass.His grandmother cleared her throat, stepping inside and sitting beside him on the bed. "Your father called. He wants you to come back home. You’ll be leaving tomorrow."Ryan’s heart lurched. Home? His mind raced through the possibilities, and the first thing
Alexander’s sleep had been restless for days, disturbed by nightmares that tore through the silence of the night. Ever since Elizabeth had disappeared, his mind had been plagued with thoughts of her, of Ryan, of Zack and Leo, and the family that seemed to be crumbling around him. Each night he hoped for some semblance of peace, but tonight was no different.In the darkness of his slumber, Alexander found himself standing in the middle of a burning house. The flames roared around him, consuming the walls, the ceiling, the floor, everything. Thick, black smoke choked the air, making it hard to breathe, but it wasn’t the fire that terrified him.It was the screams.“Dad! Help me!” He turned sharply at the sound of Elizabeth’s voice, his heart clenching painfully in his chest. Her voice was full of panic, raw and desperate. He couldn’t see her through the thick, swirling smoke, but he could hear her, feel her fear as if it were his own.“Elizabeth!” he called, his voice hoarse and strain
Leo paced the living room, his hands stuffed into his pockets, head down as he tried to make sense of everything. The air in the house felt heavy, weighed down by the tension that had hung over them ever since Elizabeth disappeared.Across the room, Zack sat slouched on the edge of the couch, his eyes focused on the ground, deep in thought. He had just hung up the phone after yet another frustrating conversation with their uncle Nick. The man had been brief, his tone sharp, leaving them both with a sense of dread.“What do we do now?” Leo finally asked, breaking the silence. His voice was low, almost resigned.Zack didn’t answer immediately. He leaned forward, rubbing his hands together as if trying to warm them from a cold that only he could feel.“Why do I have a feeling we made a bad move by adding him into this?” Leo muttered, his frustration bubbling to the surface. He stopped pacing and turned to face his brother.Zack looked up, meeting Leo’s gaze. “We didn’t have a choice,” he
The soft ticking of the clock was the only sound that had filled her room for hours. Sophia sat quietly on the bed, her thoughts swirling in an endless loop. Ever since her walk through the mansion earlier, her mind had been restless. Something had shifted within her, though she couldn’t quite place what it was. Maybe it was the memory of seeing the men without their masks, relaxed and unconcerned. Or maybe it was the fact that Mr. Black wasn’t around today. She leaned back against the wall, her gaze fixed on the ceiling. Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed through the hallways. It was subtle at first, but it grew louder with every passing second, more frantic. The shift in the mansion’s atmosphere was palpable—something was happening.Sophia sat up, her senses suddenly alert. "What’s happening?" she thought, pushing the blanket off her legs and standing up. She moved toward the door, placing her ear against it to listen. Voices echoed from down the corridor, muffled
The pale morning light filtered through the heavy curtains, casting a soft glow across the room. Sophia, woke up from her sleep, the sheets rustling softly as she pushed them aside.The mansion was always eerily quiet at this hour, and today was no different. But something inside her, a strange restlessness, urged her to get out of bed and explore.Since her arrival, the place had been a fortress of secrets. No one talked to her unless absolutely necessary, and everyone wore masks. It was unsettling, yet there was something about the silence that had become almost comforting. Still, today, she wanted more than the four walls of her room. She wanted to see the mansion beyond what little glimpses she had caught.She slipped out of bed, padding barefoot across the cool marble floor. She opened the door quietly, half-expecting to see someone standing guard outside, but to her surprise, the hallway was empty. Her curiosity piqued, she stepped out and began walking, her footsteps soft and