DALIA'S POV

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Danial and I have been dating for almost 5 years now. This man, he's my everything some may think that he treats me unfairly but I think he's my soulmate. He helps me escape from my sad and pathetic life. I had a pretty big family and I lived in a very big mansion I had 6 siblings

The oldest one is Mason and he is the next in line to become the leader of my father's mafia. Mason is always serious and only cares about himself.

Next are the twins, Alexia and Alex, they always look out for each other but always mean to me.

Next is Sofia, she's the worst, she always makes me feel like shit, she only cares about her hair, nails, and clothes, but she's considered as a hard-working person in my father's eyes because she's his favorite. Well, I think she's a worthless bitch.

Next is Ester she always tries to be nice to me. But only because she feels sorry for me.

Last but not least Is my favorite sibling of them all Shon. My father was mean and abusive to both of us, Shon was always there for me because I'm the youngest, he made a part of my life a little bit fun. And if it wasn't for him I would've killed myself already to find peace elsewhere.

They all hated Danial (except for Shon) because he was the only source of happiness in my sad life. At times Danial abused me for sex and when I refused he put his hands on me, but he always apologizes for doing so. Danial has always been the school's football captain team he was very handsome but he was also a jackass. I didn't want him to know about my life, about the mafia because I didn't want him to get killed.

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"Dalia, Dalia wake up you're going to be late for school" I Hurd a soft and gentle voice outside my room door.

"Dalia I don't want father to hurt you wake up before he comes upstairs" "It's okay Shon I'm up thank you". I quickly got up brushed my teeth and put on my school uniform and went downstairs to the kitchen.

"Good morning mother, Good morning father," I said as I try to find a seat to sit at the table.

"Good morning princess" my mom faked a smile. I can tell something happened or she wanted to tell me something, but without my father's permission, she couldn't even look at me.

"Today I need you to come home before 6:00 pm understood." My father said with his deep and husky voice. I didn't reply to him. He raises his right eyebrow and slammed his hands on the table "understood" he raised his voice and all the attention went to him.

"Yes, father I understand," I said while looking down unable to make any eye contact with him because I was too scared to see his scary face.