SeraphinaThey stand for nothing.They're lifeless and cold.They push us towards our misery. But anything they say, will never break our pure heart of gold, no matter what.Admit it or not, but one doesn't bow down to the monsters.Just like when you're standing on the edge, so young and hopeless with demons inside your head. There is no one to hold you or protect you, instead you fight, why?Because you're the brightest color of the dark. I choked out a harsh scream and slid down against the wall, letting the heavy tears run down on my cheeks. My body trembled as I recalled the events that unfolded earlier."He got hurt, because of me."I had never cried, not even when they both raped me, again and again until I dropped unconscious. It never took a toll on me. Not, when I landed back in the hands of my stepfather who ripped my already ruptured innocence apart once again. Not, when he smashed his alcoholic bottles on my head."He bled out because of me. Me?!"My shaking hands flew t
Seraphina"Is she up?""Let's just wake her up. He needs her.""Fucking bitch, got my brother shot.""Mind your language, Anna." The brothers bickered back and forth. "Whatever."I peeled my eyes open, only to find them surrounding the bed. "The fuck, do you want?" I groggily asked, lifting myself up.Hold the fuck on--- what am I doing in a bed? Fuck you Cyrus for placing me here.Honestly, floor would have been better."Are you even listening?" I tilted my neck towards an annoyed looking Savio. "Huh?""Enrico asked you something." He muttered and his gaze flickered downwards. Following his line of sight, I saw dried red all over my shirt. "Did your stitches open?" Enrico's gruff voice entered my ears.I shook my head and looked straight at him. "No. From before." He gave me a stiff nod and added, "I'd like your help.""With what?""Your blood." His words froze my movements and the flashback crossed infront of my eyes.He saved me. But why? Doesn't he hate me? But who was the one, w
Seraphina"Are you gonna stand there all day like a statue or do you need a permission slip to leave?"In response, he silently stared at me, as if he calculated the number of differences we twins had. "Suit yourself." I rolled my eyes and went to grab my phone from the study table.Grabbing the phone within my hand, I scrolled down a couple of messages which were work related, some were telling me that the shipments were successfully delivered to the other gangs; one of the men died during a sinister kill and much more.I turned around to see him but found the entrance empty.I shrugged and walked to my closet. Clutching a few fresh pieces, I strided towards the bathroom.Discarding my bloodied clothes, I wore the new ones hastily, not caring if the wound hurt or not.Turning on the tap, I splashed a handful of water on my face to get rid of the redness around my eyes. The skin around my eyes was swollen and red. "Why the fuck did I even cry for them? They don't fucking deserve it."
SeraphinaSometimes there's nothing to say.Sometimes words will only clutter a space already filled with an unpleasant truth.The blood pumped from my arteries to his. Hot and angry, but all I could do was stay calm in this suffocating silence.Enrico and the others had left the room a few minutes back, to tend some work and they hadn't made an appearance since then.And here I was sitting next to his bed with a needle pricked in my skin. How fun-fucking-tastic. I let out a shaky breath and ran my unoccupied hand through my hair. Some things never change, afterall. We both craved silence and yet his uneasy face wanted to utter many distorted words."Spit it out, already." I said.This uneasy atmosphere churned my insides and the fact I was fed with this everyday drama. "You didn't have too." He throatily rasped out but his voice still held that dull coldness and dominance which made people quiver in his presence. "Trust me, I never wanted too." I shrugged, leaning back on the chair t
Seraphina"You knew?"I shrug and look away. "A dumb person could have known as well." His heated gaze penetrated in the side of my face and I somewhat felt cold. "Were you pretending?""What makes you say that?"I turned my face and met his gaze.We both had the same color but mine had turned colder with time. The warmth within them was long gone. His lips parted as he searched something, anything, opting to stay silent as ever.I cocked a brow. "Take a picture, it will last longer.""How were you all these years?" He blurted out while redness creeped up his ears and my other brow joined the already arched one. To be very honest I wasn't expecting him to ask such a question, not after what happened."You damn amuse me every single time, Agostino." My lips curled up in a ghostly smirk. The Capo was clearly embarrassed. "How sensitive of you to ask me about my well-being." I chuckled and shook my head.Something about him was off. He was here, willingly talking to me and I had my own
Agostino stared at the girl who was pressed against his chest.Her eyelids were swollen shut and those cold sapphires were hidden behind. Something shifted in his gut and deep down he wanted to see her orbs once again."Enrico, take her to her room." He ordered, but the sentence went deaf on Enrico's ears.Enrico didn't want to pick her up let alone touch her, afterall her whole soul was bathed in his father's blood and now Agostino's too. "You could just keep her here and I'm sure, when she'll wake up, she'll leave by herself." Sienna muttered, giving them a suggestion. Everyone, nodded however this didn't sit right with Agostino."Leave, all of you." He ordered."But Tino, why?"He gave one dark look, almost telling them---'get-the-fuck-out-or-I'll-throw-you-myself.'Slowly, one by one everyone left the room except Leonid. "She does resemble him in the most unique ways." The tone of his voice was unknown.Agostino agreed. She did infact had the most resemblance to their father. She
SeraphinaI jolted up, awake.Sweat dripping down on my cheeks as I tried to slow my breathing down. My hands shook and my body violently trembled. I closed my eyelids, mumbling the count from ten to zero.I was terrified. I was scared. I was...not myself anymore.Fuck, nightmares. The memory of the recent nightmare flashed infront of my eyes and I once again felt like dying.Those men had drilled fear within me in the most worst ways specially Retainer's boss, Ricardo Lopez---he, was a ruthless, cold and dangerous man. Not many knew his name, only some, which included me as well, afterall I was his most prized possession of all. The type where you'll go to extreme lengths just to make a human submissive and a machine killer.I---Seraphina, had forgotten my own name when I was first shipped to his organization. It was erased from my mind, slowly through high voltage electric shocks but my photogenic memory remembered the hate I held for my whole name, so I never submitted to them and
SeraphinaThree words; I hate school.Is school even likable? No, yuck, ew. It would be better if I stayed in the bed, all day.But here I am, sitting in between Rosario and Raffaello, waiting for Sienna to come down. I swear that girl takes too much time to get ready. And to put a cherry on top, Vlad will be joining us, because apparently he failed a grade and is being pushed back by the principal---and the funny things is, 'the money' can't help him this time."Dude, you'll sure have to work hard this time." Savio let out a throaty chuckle. "Only if he starts taking his studies seriously." Leonid grumbled from the living room."Dad, it's you who always travel from one place to another and then you want me to study? Heavens, no. I can't focus." Vlad rasped, his morning voice deep and husky."So this is why you all were coming here for? To make him study?" Vito mocked, followed by little laughs all around.Even I bit my inner cheek to stop the threatening laugh."Shut up." Vlad grunte
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