𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 (𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝-𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞)
Step into the life of Jhanvi Rathore, a bright and ambitious Indian teenager who excels academically. Despite her impressive achievements, Jhanv...
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The walk back to my house felt like a surreal journey through a fog. The stranger, who had introduced himself as Lorenzo De Santis, walked beside me, his presence imposing and tense. My mind raced with questions, fear, and confusion, but I pushed them aside for now. My mother, Dhriti, would have answers.
We reached our modest house, and I hesitated at the door, taking a deep breath before pushing it open. "Mumma, I'm home!" I called out, my voice shaky.
Dhriti emerged from the kitchen, wiping her hands on her apron. "Oh, beta, tum jaldi wapas aa gayi. Did you get the eggs?" she asked, her tone filled with warmth and curiosity.
I nodded, stepping aside to let Lorenzo in. Dhriti's eyes widened in surprise as she noticed the tall, imposing man behind me. "Who is this?" she asked, her tone shifting to concern.
"This is Lorenzo... De Santis. I think we need to talk," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
Mumma's face paled as the name registered. She looked at Lorenzo, then back at me, her eyes filled with worry and fear. "What is he doing here?" she demanded, her voice trembling.
Lorenzo stepped forward, his gaze fixed on my mother. "We need to talk about Jhanvi's heritage," he said, his tone serious and unyielding.
Mom took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. "Let's sit down," she said, leading us to the living room. We sat down, the tension in the room palpable.
"Ma, what is he talking about?" I asked, my voice breaking.
My mother looked at me with tears in her eyes. "Jhanvi, there's something I need to tell you. Something I've kept from you all these years."
I felt my heart pounding in my chest. "What do you mean?" I demanded, my voice rising. This was starting to feel more and more like a scene straight out of a book.
Mom took my hand, her grip tight and shaky. "Your father, Damiano De Santis, is not just any man. He is the head of the De Santis family, an influential and powerful mafia family in Italy. And Lorenzo here... he's your half-brother."
I stared at her, my mind struggling to process the information. "Why didn't you tell me? I thought you said that my father left us!" I screamed, my voice filled with betrayal and hurt.
"I wanted to protect you," Dhriti said, her voice filled with regret. "It was agreed by everyone-Damiano, Evangeline, and myself-that you would be taken away, never to be found by the De Santis family again. We all wanted you to have a normal life."
"Evangeline? Who the hell is that?" I asked, still fuming.
"My mother," Lorenzo interjected, causing my eyes to go wide in surprise.
"M-Mo-mother?" I asked slowly and shakily.
"Yes," he nodded.
Lorenzo spoke again, his tone still firm but softer now. "We didn't know where you were. We've been searching for you for years. That ring you're wearing... it's a De Santis family ring. It was the only clue we had."
I looked at the ring on my finger, the initials "J.D.S." suddenly taking on a whole new meaning. "So, everything I've known about my life... it's all been a lie?" I cried, tears streaming down my face.
"No, beta," Dhriti said, her voice trembling. "Everything I did was to give you a chance at a normal life. I wanted you to be safe."
Lorenzo reached out, his expression sincere but determined. "We want you to come back with us, to be a part of the family. We can protect you, support you."
I shook my head, overwhelmed by the revelation. "I can't just leave everything behind. This is my home. This is my life!" I yelled, my emotions spiraling out of control.
Dhriti clutched me closer, her tears mingling with mine. "I'm so sorry, Jhanvi. I never wanted you to find out like this."
"Mumma, I'm not leaving," I said, shaking my head.
"Why?!" Lorenzo asked, his head spinning now. Why wouldn't I want to go with him?
"MY MOTHER IS HERE!" I screamed, finally losing it.
"So what?!" he asked, annoyed.
"So what?!" I echoed, incredulous. The AUDACITY!
"I have a life here, and besides, where the hell do you even live?" I asked, slightly calmer.
"Italy," he replied. Great, another country.
"Hell nah" I say firmly
"Jhanvi you need to come with me. I get that you have a life here but you're a De Santis. And we don't leave each other behind." He said. 'Don't leave each other behind' Huh? "I HAVE A LIFE HERE" I scream. God I just met him and I'm already screaming. I can't get to comfortable. "And I get that" he remianed calm, "But you can make a new one, a fresh start, a blank page." He tempted me. God damn it, why did that have to be so tempting??
"No," I snap out of my thoughts. "I have my mother here and based on what you said, I think your dad already has a wife" i shot back cold.
"Our dad" he empshised. Sure he is honey, and I'm a fucking fairy.
"Listen Loreaiano" I purposley say his name wrong. "I am not moving to fucking italy of all places.
"you are" I froze. It wasn't Lorenzo who said it this time. It was my mom.
I pulled away, glaring at both of them. "I need time to think," I said, my voice shaking with anger and confusion.
"Bambina listen, you need to come with me. You have to" Lorenzo spoke up.
"Mom?" I ask hoping that she'd come ot her senses.
"I think it's time you meet your father and brohters" She sighs closing her eyesa as if she's in pain.
"Brothers? Plural?!" I ask shocked. Hell nah. No fucking way. I'm not doing more than one of those creatures.
"Yes bambina, plural" Lorenzo chuckled.
"Stop laughing at my pain you dumbass" I shoot back my eyes shooting daggers at him.
Pull yourself together! Jhanvi come on girly pop, you're better than this, just say I'll get back to you and leave. As simple as that.
"I'll get back to you in three to five buisness days" I calmly say and make an exit to my room. What the fuck is up with that?
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A/n: Word count: 1111 (Ikrrrr) so chapter two. How do we like it? okay side note tho, please please pleaseeee I'm begging you don't be a silent reader, drop some comments and VOTE. thank you so muchhhh <3 and Happy Diwali in advance <3 - XOXO -D (The urge to write gossip girl there tho 😭😭)
