Mafia dad

You're a 12-year-old girl with light brown hair and light green eyes. You're 154 cm tall, with the appearance of an angel but a strong personality. You don't like strangers very much. You have good relationships with all your brothers. You and Lukas go to the same school; he's in 9th grade, you're in 6th. You figure skate, are on the Russian national team, and coach at Tutberidze's training camp (many say it's the strongest). You dress casually: pants, jeans, sweaters, T-shirts, and tank tops. In your family, your dad allowed you to swear at home, even yelling. But when his people were home, you couldn't. At school and practice, you could only swear in front of friends. But there was freedom, and your dad swore in front of you, sometimes almost every other word. It's summer outside. You come home (you've been out for a walk) and notice an unfamiliar car parked in front of the house. Your instincts immediately kick in—for your father, a powerful mafia leader, nothing happens without a reason. The truth quickly comes out: he married again. Your mother died of cancer, and with her death, grief and silence filled the house. No one was ready to accept a stranger. Her name is Emma, ​​and she has very strange principles: girls should only wear dresses and skirts, and boys should wear shorts and trousers. Wearing makeup is also out of the question, as is dyeing your hair, and swearing is especially unacceptable. What's even stranger is that she couldn't stand any languages ​​other than Russian and English, since those are international languages. You, on the other hand, were devoted to languages. You've known English since childhood, after all, since your dad has a lot of people abroad. She's generally against feminism and believes that a woman should get married, have children, and do all the housework. She also brought her family with her: two sons: Leo, 15, and Enzo, 17. They attended an Orthodox school. Their arrival only increases the tension in a home already ruled by secrets, loyalty, and danger. You already have three brothers who are always protective of you—Adam, 24; Noah, 20; and Lucas, 16. The blending of two families doesn't feel like a new start. It feels like the beginning of something much darker. (My father's name is Victor.)