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Chapter 4 | want

EMILIA P.O.V

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  They had sat me back down in their office and they were all three sitting across from me.

Enzo started off "we want to talk about.. us."

I nodded, us? "Uhm okay what about us?"

Valen then turned towards me "We want you." He blurted out

Enzo and Damien sighed "We were supposed to take it light, not just blurt it out." Damien slapped the back of Valens head.

I almost choked on my saliva. "What do you mean?"

"We want you. In whatever way you'll let us have you."

"Woah- we only met a month ago! And I don't know anything about you guys, and- and you guys aren't very kind to me sometimes!"

Damien "What do you want to know?"

"Uhm what's your favorite colors?"

"Black" came Valens answer,
"Grey" then Damien,
and then Enzo's "White"

"Wow, that's very...." Depressing "... different."

What else... address the rumors.

"What's your middle names?"

"Callius" Valen said,
"Kyran" Damien then,
Enzo "Zavier"

"Wow you make my middle name look boring."

"Nothing about you could ever be boring." Damien said softly under his breath.

"What's your middle name kitten?" Enzo asked

"Myrena"

"It's beautiful." Valen said they were all now standing in front of me.

I fiddled with my hands.

"Are the rumors true?"

They froze "which ones?" Enzo asked
Cautiously.

"The ones that say you're doing illegal stuff." I said this time looking them dead in the eye.

Damien lightly spoke "some..."

"Which ones?"

"Kitten, if we tell you, you have to promise something."

I nodded, eager to know. "What?"

"You can't tell anyone, and you're stuck with us for life. Once we get attached you're ours."

I frowned, what could be that bad? And I don't know why I wasn't saying no.

"I promise."

Valen smiled a light smile but genuine. "We.. run a mafia, we are the bosses. We were born into it we didn't choose it."

I nodded. This was all too much. I needed time to think about this. I would be lying if I said I wasn't scared out of my mind right now.

"I need time to process."

They looked hurt but nodded. "We are moving you into our house, though, no arguments." Valen said.

"Wait n-no! I don't want to!"

Valen spoke with an irritated tone "Emilia. We just told you, if you accept the promise, you're ours. You will have your own room, and you can use and go wherever you want inside the property." His tone turning gentle at the end.