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Emery's POV

After my whole room was remodeled, father had reset my arts room and got me so many musical instruments to make up for making mad which I thought was entirely unnecessary but hey,I'm not complaining.
I even have a drum set that I know is the perfect opportunity to wake up Dom since my art and music room is next to his room.

That thought bought a smirk to my face. I may have a baby face and called beautiful which I'm fine with,but I also have an evil mastermind which makes me different and more dangerous cause no one suspects.

I think I get my evilness from dad,Silas. I don't know how but he always gave me tips.
Like the silent killer type,and I mean,I am mute after all,so its like a pretty cool trait,to be born with omerta.

The art of silence.

After the whole was remodeled my room which was something darker than before.
The main colors in my room was gray,mahogany brown and dark velvet red from my new furniture's supplies, my bedsheets which were silver silk with golden swirls designs like my heavy curtains but the curtains were rather a gray color and golden swirls like designs.
My weaponry room had the word SLAY on the wall were I put different types of daggers.

My bow and arrows were always in full supply from my grandpa whom I loved just like the rest of my family.
No one knew but I could set the arrows on fire if I concentrated enough.

I had a new remodeled king size bed all to my self.

I walked into my walk in closet and changed into some pajama pants and a plain shirt as I went to the art room.

I marveled at my new instruments with a smile as I pushed a strand of my straight yet naturally curly silver locks out of my face as I went over to the drum set.

"Do you like it?" Dad's deep voice was heard as I looked up nodding before I walked over to him and pulled him in a hug. Kinda of a challenge cause he's tall as hell.

Curse you dad and your tippy toe tallness.

"Oh thank god you're not mad at me anymore" he mumbled and I broke the hug but he pulled back to him.
I squirm in his hold and he shushes me.

"Shush,at least one of my sons are still giving me hugs,let me have this one" I rolled my eyes as I let him hug me tighter before he pulled away.

"I love you Emery. Oh and your papa send me to call you to his office. Wanted to talk to you about something" I nodded as I left to talk to papa but not before pecking my dad on the cheek.

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