“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
Pain.That's what she felt right now.Even though she didn't give a fuck about her so called family but for her Agostino was different. He wasn't just a brother infact he was a friend, a cousin, a twin and most importantly a father figure.Her figure silently marched in the shadows until it halted just beside his side of the bed. Carefully crouching down, her knees met the smooth wooden flooring.Seraphina bit her lip as her throat enclosed when she saw him up close after so many years. Her sapphires burned with unshed tears."Nio..."The 16 year old girl gazed at his older brother with deep love.Suddenly, her brother's hand left Sienna's hair and limply fell beside him."Have you.. r-replaced me?" Her body shivered as her hand slowly crawled towards his.Inhaling a deep breath, she slowly touched his hand which had implemented a lingering sensation on her cheek. Seraphina grabbed his index finger in her palm, just like the way she used to when she was a little kid."I d-didn't do it
This life is quite unexpected for some.The eighty percent population lives with love and care, but the other twenty percent? they just want the days to pass without any emotion. They are fine, as always. But deep down? they suffer from mental sickness which leads them to take their own very life.They just stop caring at one point. Numbness, emptiness is what they feel. Nothing more, nothing less.After the depressing encounter with Agostino, Seraphina had ran to the indoor pool area which was usually secluded at night.She crouched down and sat on the floor with her feet dangling in the refreshing cold water."Promise, I won't let you down.." Her words echoed in the open area as she lightly chuckled.The past memories played within her mind as a broken record only for her to feel the pain on her numb body."Miserable, pathetic." The lady hissed at her child who was lying in her very own blood. The white laced frock she wore for her mother was now drenched in the red. "Look at you,
Seraphina"That's cheating!" Sienna pouted as she wrapped her arms over her chest. "Awh, baby, it's not." Fulvio grinned, grabbing the ball from behind her. "You're just tall- hold up, how can a nerd be that amazing at basketball?""Practice, Sia. Practice." Enrico shouted from the benches making the other siblings laugh in response.I sighed and leaned back on the bench which was placed two benches away from the other occupied ones. Apparently today everyone decided to ditch the school just cause of Sienna who was practicing for a basketball tournament which was about to be held day after tomorrow."Your throw is insanely out of the line. Place your thumb on the straight groove that runs around the middle of the ball and place your other four fingers on the groove just above the center groove. You can palm the ball from anywhere. Now lets start once again." Savio explained step by step making her groan out. "Why did I even applied for this?" She huffed but nevertheless followed his c
"It's gonna be okay, everyone needs a bad day. Remember you told me, you're not alone..." Seraphina softly sang as she came down the stairs after taking a long needed shower. "Just pick up the phone and call me whenever you feeling lonely...""Beautiful." Alfonso spoke from behind her abruptly halting her movements. "Huh?""Your voice, I mean."She gave him a half hearted nod and went to the living room where Vito and Rosario conversed with each other. Suddenly the smell of blueberry cheesecake invaded her nostrils. Seraphina turned around to see Enrico bringing three huge cake platters to the crystal table. After placing them, he asked Alfonso to call everyone down for the desert."Finally! I've been wanting his handmade cheesecake for months." Rosario whined sweetly, his eyes brightly sparkled as he gazed at the platters."Cheesecake, what's that? Is it like the cake I had the other day?" She thought as she took a seat on the furthest couch. Her gaze settled on the creamy white cake
Seraphina“Master asked you to wear this.”My gaze flickered to the dress and than back to the maid, who had her brown eyes set on the side of my face. “Mind repeating yourself again?” I snapped at the maid with a hint of irritation.The fact I didn’t want it to acknowledge it but had too -- left me burning in high flames.“The master asked you to wear the young lady’s dress since you don’t have any on your hand. And be down in thirty minutes.”I bitterly nodded and motioned her to leave me alone.After she left, my gaze landed back on the skimpy black dress that was perfectly laying on my untouched bed. Frustration clawed my chest. I wasn’t going to touch this piece of filth, no matter what. Sienna---that blood sucking leech, always made its way to torment me, somehow.This must be her plan too. A good girl, saint; always wins, no?My lungs expanded, and I took in a breath. “Let’s just get this over with.” Discarding the dress, I opted for the dresses in the unpacked bags, which Alf
Seraphina"Vlad? Hey man, long time no see." Rosario fist bumped a young man who stood next to the lady in the green. "Been 1 or 2?" The lady asked on behalf of the cold looking son.Fulvio intervened, "more than one at-most.""That sucks. I actually missed you all." A girl spoke from beside them. Her smile of a million watts."So did we. Between where is my little girl?" Agostino suddenly questioned making the atmosphere more damp and quiet.Kozlovs. They were rude, arrogant and ruthless. The area I lived in, believed that they were devils from hell. But after a certain tragedy---left them broken and wounded."Where is she, Marianna?""I'm here." A sweet and angelic voice giggled, from behind my couch, giving me a severe, frightening heart-attack in the process. All the men gazed at me---or most probably behind the couch, followed by the females. "Aliza, come back here." The lady uttered, her conflicted orbs flickering between her and me. "No mommy, she smells so good, like a raspber
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