Jazz, Jake, Jack, Blake, Black, Brayan, Jeff, Liu,

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

"Welcome to your new home," she said.

I didn't answer.

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

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

There were more than fifteen men, all tall, strong, with an intimidating look. Some were sitting on the sofas, others leaning against the walls, and all of them 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 are my wife's daughter."

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

"It's going to be interesting having a little sister at home."

I shot him a withering look.

And in that moment I knew one thing:

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