*REVAMPING*
"Some of us matured early because life showed us the worst side of the world at an early age"
Valencia Andrea Knight has had one hell of a life. Trauma is an understatement. From being kidnapped as a child to being abused both physically...
♧︎I laugh when people try to figure me out,like, good luck even I can't figure me out♧︎
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*7 hours earlier*
My fist continued to meet with this scumbags jaw at a rapid pace over and over again. There was no stopping me now. The devil had been awakened. This man, one of my men really had the confidence to go against me. Believe me when I say, he's going to regret it.
"Ale calm down!" Angelo one of my brothers yelled as he who knew me better than anyone could sense I was losing control. The traitors earpiercing screams filled the air as a dragged a dirty dagger across his face.
"NEVER STEAL FROM ME AGAIN!" I repimanded as the pathetic, weak excuse of a man begged for my forgiveness.
"Please, please forgive me. It'll never happen again, I swear on my life" He pleaded. "Well that doesn't mean much to me" I chuckled before I put a bullet straight between his eyes.
My little show was interrupted as one of my men entered the room. "Sir it's a call for you". I soon snatched it from his hand and swatted him away.
"Alessandro Knight speaking"
"Hello Mr Knight, this is Amanda from the Serbian child authorities and i'm calling to inform you that we think we have found your sister and she needs a legal guardian. Her name is Valencia Jovanvic and since her legal guardian has been taken into prison you are the last person she has left" The woman on the other side of the call explains.
No words can describe how i'm feeling right now. I promised my father i'd find our princess and bring her home. I never lost hope and i've finally found her. Wait-
"Did you say Jovanvic?" I asked completely dumfounded. "Yes, does that ring any bells to you?" she ponders.
I should've known. Ivan Jovanvic. He's the one that kidnapped her. "FUCK" I yelled as I through my chair to the other side of the room.
"Is everything okay sir?"
"Yes dont worry about it. Send me your location and i'll send one of my brothers to pick her up." I finish before hanging up and throwing my phone down onto the desk infront of me.
Panic rushes through my vains as I think of all the possible things he could've done to her. Hurt her? Turned her against us? Only time will tell but so help me god if he has hurt one hair on her head I will kill him. I promised my father I would protect her and that is a promise I will never break.
*Present day
I was so shocked when I received a call a few hours ago that my baby sister had finally been found. She was ripped from our fathers arms as a baby when I was 10 years old.
As the oldest, I always felt responsible for Valencia's disappearance. I should have protected her. When my parents died that day, although I wasn't their greatest fan, I vowed that I would find her, bring her home and shield her from the cruelty of this world.
