A light of the raging burning fire within ones heart can never get extinguished.Her body, soul, heart was on fire. A fire that led her to be destructive in every way. She wanted to rip away that cunning smile on her twins face but she couldn’t, because she knew she was also being manipulated by the so called mother before. Or maybe she was a cunning bitch from the start?Currently it was Sunday, the last holiday of the weekend and everyone was relaxing on the couches with several fast food takeout's placed near them.Seraphina silently sat in the far corner away from their eyes as she listened to their conversations about the get-together that was gonna be held in the upcoming week.“Tino, is grandfather coming?” Sienna asked whilst taking a bite of the cheesy double stacked burger. “Sí, of course. He is eager too meet you and the boys since its almost been 4 years.”“I miss him and his funny old jokes.” She faintly smiled, making the others hum in approval. “I know right. He is the
Alfonso“Yeah.. I’m alright.” She timidly stated from behind the closed door.If I didn’t had the spare key, I couldn’t have barged in but the urge to see if she was alright or not took a toll on me so here I was standing in her bedroom waiting like a creep.Minutes later, she opened up and gave me a small nod of acknowledgement. “What brings you here?” She asked, taking a seat near the pillows of the bay window. “I heard a crash and.. yeah so here I am.”Plopping myself down opposite to her, my eyes trailed around her room which looked untouched. Even the bed looked neat and unused.It had been years since I entered this room. After mom disappeared away with Seraphina, the mansion was never the same. Things started to crumble apart. Fathers death was still fresh lingering in the back of our minds. It was hard but we had to cope up so Agostino being the oldest instantly took the seat of being the guardian. He was devastated. It felt as if the life had been snatched away from his very
“What do you think about this? And this one; right here?” Alfonso asked, as he made his way through the various shops in the mall. “Bet, you’d like this. Since Sia is a huge of it.” He strolled in one of the expensive outlets which only heightened Seraphina’s anxiety. Sure, she had lots of money stacked in her account by fights and bounties but she was never the one to buy highly expensive stuff and even if she accidentally did? her stepfather would have beated her to pulp.“Welcome to Oz and Pinks. What would you like to buy today, sir?” One of the workers came forward with a seductive smile latched on her face.He gave her a vague nod and went busking all around the pile of dresses.The worker had seen his sister most of the time but never him. It only made her more over conscious. “He is so damn fine and the best part? richness drops from every angle.” Another women whispered to one of the girls who absentmindedly nodded, there eyes fixed on the fine specimen.Seraphina internally
“I’m allergic to eggs.”The words rolled out of Seraphina’s mouth before she decipher anything.The three older men stilled at her confession.Enrico momentarily glanced at her before his orbs darted to the food infront of him.“How the hell am I supposed to know that?” The older brother hissed at the younger twin who shrugged, not caring if the dominating man was drilling holes within her head. “And you ate when he gave it to you? What the fuck?” Alfonso cursed loudly.His gaze flickered to Agostino who masked his expressions as always.“Do you wish to die? For hell sakes.” He painfully gritted out but mentally? he was blaming himself, afterall he was the one to provide the food to her.“So what and who even cares? I can manage much more. But for now I ain’t in the mood to go to the hospital.” Her calm voice pierced through the midst whilst she sipped on her morning coffee.Her patience was already running low due to Retainer’s call and for now she wasn't in the mood to be all chatty
“In this world, one thing that matters the most is love. One who can give the love or reciprocate it back, is known to be strong. Why? because love asks for sacrifice. A sacrifice which isn’t measured at any cost.”The teacher concluded her lesson as the bell rang above her head indicating that the class was finally over.Seraphina grabbed her bag and hastily walked out towards the cafeteria.The first half of the school had went by pretty fine. Sienna and her minions seemed to avoid her at every cost which made Seraphina sigh in relief because after what happened at the breakfast had badly affected her mind.“Here! Seraphina.” Helen shouted from the corner where the group sat.Her icy orbs flickered at their table and she gave them a stern nod.Her feet led her towards the group with a small smile resting on her face but was soon replaced with a sour expression when she was stopped by none other then Raffaello who stood infront of her with his hands wrapped on his muscular chest. “Do
“And why would I tell you?” Seraphina leaned back on the comfortable puffy red couch with both of her brows arched at Cyrus who gave her a blank look. “Cuz, I’m your right hand and your brother." She sighed and relaxed her stern expression. A huff left her mouth at the mention of ‘brother’. They say biological blood is thicker but blood isn’t always family. Its the people in your life who want you in theirs: the ones who accept your flaws and for who you really are. The ones who would do anything to see the smile your face. And love you no matter what. “Boss, just know that we are here to listen. You can vent out, if anything is bothering you. And by the expression on your face, it does seem you’ve had it rough here.” Giovanni mumbled, a ghost smile appearing on his lips. Seraphina knew Giovanni since she was 11. He was a year older than her. He had lived with an abusive father but soon after he was kicked out of the house due to a disgusting misconception. Gio resided in an unk
“How the hell am I supposed to solve this?”“I don’t know, ask the genius Fulvio.” Rosario shrugged, leaning back on the leather couch, his eyes latched to his phone.“Definitely no. If he is gonna start explaining then this world will end.” Savio grumbled and let out a loud deep sound. “Hush down bro, you’re gonna injure my ears.” Vito appeared from the kitchen while stating the obvious facts.“Shut it, kid.” Enrico followed his steps and slapped Savio on the back of the head. “The fuck is wrong with you all? Can’t you see my depressed state?” Savio growled out and placed his head on the crystal table with a not so saddened expression.“Who told you to take Applied Mathematics as your major?” Enrico asked taking a place next to Vito. “His dumb brain as usual.” Rosario replied, earning light chuckles from the brothers.He tilted his head with a huff, “It’s not funny.”“Funny you can actually manage the branches of the tattoo shops you own.” Enrico gave him a known expression of apprec
Patience, trust and love; is what makes a family complete.People tend to forget these essential things if one does something wrong or gets falsely accused. The love and trust a human gives to another vanishes in a mere second.Are these emotions that weak to exist? To be honest no; the only thing that is weak, is-- belief. Belief to trust in your loved ones.“That handprint kinda suits you. Did it hurt? Did you feel that burn filled with hatred? Bet, yes. Don’t let it fade away, must be precious, no?” Sienna snickered as she walked past by Seraphina who was blankly staring at the food infront of her.Everyone deliberately had their dinner skipped leaving Vito, Sienna, Rosario and Seraphina on the dinner table. The miserable hour had passed by in a painful blur with none of the brothers talking instead Sienna told them about her day.“Lets go, Sia. It's way past bedtime.” Vito heaved a deep sigh as he grabbed her forearm. “But Vi-” He shook his head and dragged her away before she cou
SeraphinaRicardo Lopez.I wasn't scared. I used to convince myself that I wasn't.But now, after seeing him, right here infront of with the very same wicked and evil smirk, I couldn't help but shiver violently on the bed.This man had the aura of making people tremble, just like when Agostino had his blank expression on, just his was nastier."Bella, oh, Bella. Does it hurt?"My eye twitched.His concern was a facade.His words were fake.Ricardo Lopez was a literal fake, ass manipulator.I looked at the door, back at him and then again at the door. Cyrus, where are you?"He won't come, Bella," he declared, his smirk widening as he intook my blank expression and somehow he knew I wanted to ask the reason. "My men and him. A good combo don't you think, Bella?"I gathered my strength and finally muttered, "don't bring him into this mess.""But Bella, you were the one to bring him in the first place, si? Just like your other pests."I clutched the sheets, tightly."Don't do anything to
SeraphinaShould I laugh? Or should I cry? Or maybe just act numb?Honestly, I didn't knew.The explanation was something my own personality couldn't figure out. Tears or joy? Heck, I never knew this was that complicated. But according to the psyche, first impressions are heart to change and this psyche was the only logic which never changed my opinion for Agostino. I did hate him, yes, that wasn't a question, but even in that hate, the happy moments with him during childhood never changed, no matter how much I tired to stain the colorful canvas with blood, darkness and black paint.I detested myself for it and honestly somehow it wasn'T an option, because denial was the only method to have my mental and psychological mind in good health.But now, after hearing him, my brain couldn't process the fact that he was here a minute ago, hugging me senselessly while repeating the, "I'm sorry," chant over and again,Enrico'S doctor personality took over him and he asked, does it hurt anywhere
Seraphina"You shouldn't have riled him up like that." Two girls were hurdled against the metal bars whilst the other one was backed up in the wall, totally hidden by the shadows. "He isn't... kind." The one on the left spoke, her voice super cracky and shallow. "Code 1069, is right. You should have just tried to speak, Code 009."Code 009, looked up at the girls, staring at them blankly as ever.She couldn't stand their attitude. It wasn't the first time, they had tired to make her talk. Since the day they both---the new codes, had arrived in her cell a few months back, they had non-stopped asked her to escape the hell, but all she did was nod and shake. "Code 009, I know you have a name Seraphina and so do we. Maybe, we can try talking to each other without our code names and we'll tell you ours? But oh wait, let me tell you already, I'm Valerie, Valerie Kozlov, age 9." "And I'm Lola Pierce, age 15."Seraphina nodded, acknowledging their hard-work of coping up with her, because
AgostinoThis world didn't play good.Not to us or anyone.If we turn soft-hearted the people around us tend to eat up our souls mentally and physically. And if we portray ourself as the strong ones, suddenly we become insanely bad.The pain, the torment, the hardships we endure in turning strong is discarded all of a sudden.Pathetic, ain't not?Life is just not fucking fair for us orphans. Everything for them is never given on the plate. The only way to go up is to fuck everyone and their fucking opinions.And right now, I just wanted to kill this, excuse of a human tied infront of me. But no, giving him a simple death would be a fucking heaven for him.I wasn't planning on giving him that peace.Grabbing the bucket from the side, I splashed the contents within it on his face, jolting him awake from his unconscious state."N-No, s-stop. Please.""Boss, he was the only one on site, barely alive. But he won't spill anything." One of my men spoke from behind me, his voice stoic and har
Two povs in this chapter. 3rd and Enrico's."Nonno?" (Grandfather)"Where is she?"Alfonso arrived, grabbing Nonno's arm before he could rip the doors open, afterall he wanted to see his beloved granddaughter whom he hadn't seen in ages."She is in good hands. Don't worry Nonno.""Yeah, she'll be fine. Serio." Leonid assured him with a nod however the old man had other plans and this time no one would stop him.He straight went ahead to Agostino and before someone could mutter a word, he slapped him right across the cheek with force making his face fly towards the left.The atmosphere tensed and some of them silently gasped."You asshole of a son. How could you?""Jesus Serio. Stop." The elderly lady from behind shouted at him, before she came forward towards the two."You want me stop, Vermilia? No. I won't let this slide. Not this time, because I've had enough of their childish tantrums.""Nonno please, not right here." Alfonso quietly begged him to not cause a scene but the old man
There are two povs here. To avoid confusion---there is written 'Agostino', it's the start of his pov. "Common, Seraphina. Wakeup."Agostino cradled her body close to his chest, as he barked orders in Italian."The car?!""Fuckers, shot the tires. I've called, to provide us a car asap." Leonid calmly stated, however the tension within them rose as he saw how she struggled to breathe."We don't have time, Leo. She'll fucking die." He hissed like a snake ready to pounce on him for delaying."2 minutes max."Thick worry surrounded the people as the time went by.The darkened alley was now slightly lit from the fire Agostino's men ignited.Others had been dragged away the scene, however Fulvio remained so did Vito, even when Agostino told them to leave, they didn't.Fulvio grabbed her shirt from the ground before coming forward. "Tie this around her wound.""Do it." Agostino ordered instead and he complied.Fulvio crouched, and slightly flinched at the sight. Her blood oozing from the thr
SeraphinaOne thing I truly despised was standing in between two judgemental stares. If there was a way to get rid of this, I really could have dug my own grave down and hibernated like a snail in disguise."And you still are, a coward." I nonchalantly stated, not at all bothered to hear what he had to say.Fulvio glanced between us, confused. "Hold on, what is going on here?"My orbs diverted to him, shrugging. "I don't know, ask your little brother."Fulvio cocked his brow at Vito, waiting, so he could answer his unanswered questions.Vito ignored him entirely, keeping his gaze frozen at me. I crossed my arms under my chest. "What? Can't face your brother?"His eyes suddenly glistened and somehow my heart found it skipping a beat. "Will you forgive me?"I force out a laugh. "Forgive? And you? Aren't you a bit delusional?""I am no---""For fucks sake, tell me what is going on?!" Fulvio harshly cut him off. His anger was quite visible on his face, even a fat blue vein popped on his f
Seraphina"And what do you mean by that?"I cross my arms over my chest as I scan his face looking for any emotions however he had none, just like Agostino---no, i'd say worse than that.Why was he even talking to me in the first place?Vlad leans back on the bench and shrugs. "Kinda felt like saying it."My eye lowered in confusion. This man clearly just stared, never once initiating a conversation with me, so why now?"Come straight to the point."He momentarily glanced at me before looking back the open ground. "Clever, yes?"I remained quiet and he inhaled a deep sigh. "Alright, yes. I do have a purpose.""Spill.""Giovanni and Cyrus, are your men right?"I chocked on my spit as my head whiplashed towards him. "W-What?""They are." He nods to himself as if my outburst completely made his hypothesis true.I swiftly shake my head. "No."His head turns ever so slightly with an amused hum."They are not." I pressed. However I knew he clearly knew I was lying on his face.He nods again
SeraphinaI was shocked---scratch that, I felt hurt.Enrico dangerously glared at me.His hand tightened around my forearm. "Did you slap her?" He calmly asked, however I could feel the anger radiating out of him.I tilt my head and glance at Alfonso, whose eyes were fixed on my scar instead of Sienna's cheek."Yes or no?" He roughly shook me, diverting my attention back to him. "So what?" I questioned instead.His orbs darkened and his hand further tightened, almost cutting the blood supply. "Repeat.""And why would I do that?" I argued. If he thinks, he can make his way around with his words, then he is clearly wrong. I, Seraphina wasn't the one to bow down."Because i'm asking you to." He sneered."Enrico, stop." Alfonso came forward, placing his hand on his wrist which was securely holding me in place. "Why the fuck should I? Just because you feel sorry for her? Oh don't tell me you actually think this scar is real?" Enrico hissed, like an angry lion.Before Alfonso and I could sa