I Woke up to someone walking in my room. Well I'm kinda use to waking up to mere footstep no matter how gentle it was cause my brothers walks in to my room most of the time to beat me up so It has become a part of me to wake and brace myself for it. I looked around the room and the environment was strange, trying to recollect how I got in here and how I ended up sleeping, my gaze landed on the person that was walking into my room heading right to the direction of the bed. At first glance it has the face of Liam but slowly he transformed into the face of Dennis. That one brother of mine, I dreaded the most. "Finally found you." He said his lip spreading but it appears like something close to smirking. I started shaking in fear, shifting back in panic as he approaches me on the bed. "Please I'm sorry don't hurt me."I didn't know why Or what I've done wrong but I felt need to apologized, tears already pouring down my eyes. Dennis continue approaching me, while I continue crying

Laggardly Nodding my head, I approached my feet to the floor but just as I was about to stand, Antonio's voice brought me to a vault "Don't stand." He sounded almost commanding. I frown in confusion but his next statement that followed clarified my thoughts. "You can't walk" "Liam" he twirled to face Liam. "carry her." What... huh? What does he mean to carry me? My eyes popped out in shock. I threw a gander at everyone and I expected to meet shocked faces too but they were all In their normal faces. As if it was a casual thing. "Alright, bro." Liam nodded and before I could gather my thoughts, he had lifted me from the bed like dry leaves. Carrying me in a bridal style, he starts trailing behind Antonio. The journey to Antonio's office felt like an eternity of torture. The knowledge of Being in someone's arms was pricking my skin like maggots and I felt a sense of relief when we finally arrived at the office I almost snapped when Liam gently sat me down on some chair. For G

Antonio's P.O.V, It was 11 pm, I just left my office heading down to my room. Settling issues with clients in the mafia business isn't fucking a kid's play. I was officially drained, I'd mind having a beauty sleep but then in the hallway, I heard voices and sounds. Who could be fucking constituting a nuisance in the middle of the night? Was my thought as I trailed the sound which took me down to Clarrisa's room. When I got there, I was shocked to meet Liam and Mateo banging on the door. I was asking them what happened but then something dawned on me, this was Clarissa's room and she was nowhere to be found. I asked about her and for their sake, prayed that they don't tell me she was missing— hell I can't go through the double stress of searching for two sisters. Thankfully they didn't tell me that but I arrived at my boiling point when they told me she was in the toilet and with what? A fucking knife? I didn't bother to say a thing to them, I gave them glares which will warn them

My heart was heaving at that question. I didn't know what To say. I was shaking in fear. My brothers were staring at me curiously waiting for me to speak. "I...I...I..no...nothing..." I stuttered"That isn't an answer to my question. From previous reports, this isn't the first time you are doing it. Doctor Fred told me you've untreated scars, cuts, bruises, lacerations, and marks all over your body I told you before right? Aside from that, you suffer from PTSD. Which makes you tend to get startled easily, always on guard for danger, horrid nightmares, overwhelming guilt and shame correct?" He asked, his eyebrows raised. I hadn't answered before the boys yelled. "What?" "The fuck..."They all grunted making me glance at their faces. They all had this stun blanking them. I only swallowed the lump, I didn't know what to say. "And according to my research PTSD doesn't only come from a horrible event of the past but consistent abuse now I'm gonna ask this one fucking time... who hurt

It was the first time I'm going out of the house and I never believe I've been living in a mansion. The building was so gigantic, classy and beautiful. There were guards with guns on different posts. They kept bowing and greeting my brothers like they were kings. The guns made me terrified so I've to clinger to Liam arms till we arrived at the garage.The garage was filled with different kinds of flashing cars which is nearly impossible to count. "Let's go with pininfarina Battista" Jayden said after surveying with his eye for a while. We all three walked down to a particular black sparking car that had doors that stood as though they were wings. Liam wanted to open the back door but Jayden was more quick to do it. As the door opened, he asked me to get inside and helped with with the seat belt. Liam took the driver seat while Jayden sat beside me at the back. I swear the knowledge of Jayden seating beside me was giving me cold chills and the AC wasn't helping a shit. After ma