Charlie; a little girl who desperately needed catching.
Leo, Oscar and Atlas; her three older brothers who awaited with open arms.
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Five year old Charlie's life gets turned upside down by the sudden passing of her beloved mother.
The little girl is...
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"You've disappointed me, son."
Damien held back a sinister growl as he tightly gripped the arms of his chair, stopping himself from lashing out at the pathetic man he once called his father.
"No. Let me rephrase that, you've disappointed us. She's been here for several months, yet you still haven't secured the document. Surely the little brat has told you where it is."
Veins practically bulged out of Damien's forehead as he listened to his father belittle her.
No one was to belittle her.
"Don't you fucking dare Archer." Damien dangerously sneered, leaning forward in his seat.
"Don't you fucking dare speak of her like that. You are nothing compared to her, feccia."
"You treat your poor, old father with such disrespect, boy." Archer mused,a smirk falling upon his lips.
"Tuttavi, devi ricordare chi è responsabile qui." Archer's tone held a sudden darkness.
Much like Damien, Archer's temper was little to none. He was a dangerous man capable of dangerous things.
The fate of his mother was proof of that.
"You forget how easily accidents can happen, especially to that little Charlie. Related or not, the kid holds everything I want, everything we want."
"I would hate to have to ask the child myself, and you know how persuasive I can be. It would be a pleasure, really. You know I'm always up for a little bit of fun."
The aging man relaxed back into his seat as if it were a throne, a triumphant grin plastered onto his face.
Charlie was his weak spot. She was all of theirs.
"She's a little girl Archer, un bambina. You harm her,and that lives on in your consciousness forever."
Not that he had one.
"I will get what you need but make no mistake; if you even think about hurting her for your greedy desires, I will not hesitate to put a bullet through your skull."
With that, Damien stood up and left, leaving his smirking father behind.
"Proprio come sua madre."
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Charlie gripped the straps of her large backpack as she waited patiently for her brother outside the school, jumping when she felt a little hand on her shoulder.
"You need to relax a little, fairy." Mason giggled.
The boy placed both hands on her shoulders and brought her into a little hug.
"You're going to be fine," Mason whispered, sensing the girl's nervousness surrounding their prior conversations.
