After being verbally, physically, emotionally and sexually abused for 10 years, Alessia Stevenson finally ended her number one problem.
Her stepfather
After being taken into custody by her real father, she is forced to live with him and her 6 older...
(Recap: "Yes, she has a name and knows how to make a damn good impression on a person," I outstretched my hand. "Alessia,"
He shook my hand and then pulled me into a bone-crushing hug.)
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Now, we were all sat together around the table.
"So, Darius, how is your father, is he not here with you?" Dad asked.
They were all bonding over some drinks.
I want some. Ugh stupid age restrictions. I'll drink some later.
"He's well, he is here in Italy, in his mansion, I just thought I would come over to surprise you until someone came at me," He nodded his head towards me and smirked in return.
"You mean, someone probably half your age and weight almost killed you?" Giovanni said whilst smirking.
I laughed at this. I mean, it's true.
Adding to the list I made earlier about the intruder, I now know this.
Tall Male Dumb Cousin Brunette Brown eyes. 24
He was one year younger than Alessandro, but one year older than Vicenzo. Making them close.
I could tell that some of my brothers were lightweights compared to me. Stefano Matteo Vicenzo.
Unlike, Giovanni, Andreas and Alessandro, they were already practically drunk and tipsy after 6 shots.
Amateurs.
"Bambina, why don't you go to bed now, it's 5am," Dad offered with a smile. (Baby)
"Dad, I wake up wayyy earlier than 5 everyday, do you not remember when I fixed your computers?" I asked.
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