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The car stopped in front of enormous black iron gates. I swallowed hard as I observed the mansion that rose before me, more like a castle than a house. My mother smiled nervously.

"Welcome to your new home," she said.

I didn't reply.

The gates opened slowly, and several men dressed in black escorted us to the entrance. When I crossed the main threshold, I stood motionless.

There weren't just two or three people waiting for us.

There were more than fifteen men, all tall, strong, and with an intimidating look. Some were sitting on the sofas, others leaning against the walls, and they all watched me in complete silence.

Then he appeared.

William.

Tall, in a black suit, with a presence that made the entire room seem smaller. He looked at me for a few seconds and then spoke in a firm voice:

"So you're my wife's daughter."

Before I could answer, one of his children let out a small laugh.

"It will be interesting to have a little sister at home."

I gave him a murderous look.

And at that moment I knew one thing:

My new life in that mafia family had just begun… 🖤