This story is the sequel for "Survival Under Protection". Please do read the 1st story before checking this out.
I was swift in tackling my molesters, but was no match to their large structure in this vacant street, in this middle of the night. I started running and saw a car approaching me. I smiled and waved at it, but my running feet stopped when I recognized the same old blue Jaguar.
The first man growled, "You bitch. I am gonna show you the worst night of your lifetime."
"Do anything you want, but please take me with you!" I cried desperately.
"You want us to take you?" The second man spoke in disbelief.
"Yes! Do whatever you want with me but please protect me from-" I turned speechless in terror.
"What's up with those big guys and that tall man who looks like a mere boy? Who is that man you are running away from?" The first man asked curiously.
I controlled my tears, "He... he is my older brother."
Evelyn's molesters were startled as to why she wanted to run away from her older brother. Same as the owner and the other kids at the orphanage who couldn't understand why she loved being in that stinky orphanage and never wanted to get adopted
But no one knew that Evelyn, 14, was hiding from her family for the last 2 years, since that menacing night when her mother, her only protector, Rosy Wilson was shot with a bullet. She ran away, never to return.
Little she did know that her brothers Zane and Ried were manhunting for her, not for a reunion, but just to close a deal.
Meanwhile, in Beaufort, the Wilson brothers looked all happy and peaceful, or they just pretended to be so, when their worst enemy was still waiting to attack.
But surviving under the constant domination was choking Ria and the step she was choosing to take would have led herself and her family to the deepest pit.
Hell is bound to lose when the paths of Zane and Logan along with their siblings cross. Will it reunite the families or shatter them even more?
Cover made by: @_navyblueee_
"Pretty little things can be deadly too"
I never understood pain until I was taken, and I didn't know love until they found me.
At the mere age of four, Valenciano Rossi took me from the fire that consumed my home and separated me from the men who'd die to keep me safe. My dad, my brothers and our childhood friend Noah
Now my two loving brothers were traded by two deadly ones, my only father figure is a dangerous criminal and abuser...and my sister is rather keen on making my life harder than it is
The only reason I don't up and leave is the little boy depending on me but I'll get us out of there as soon as I figure out a way
I'm hanging on by a thread, barely keeping up with everything Valenciano makes me do when the Beauforts barge into my life
Turns out, they decide to see an underground fight while they attend business in town. The same one Val is dead set on seeing me win for his own reasons.
And that's how we meet, Nikolai Beaufort finally finds his stolen daughter...just as she beats the shit out of her opponent
I'm guessing life can only go up once you've hit rock bottom right?
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A/N: NOAH IS NOT A BROTHER THERE ISN'T INCEST IN THIS STORY!!
Carry on, thank you
*Needs some editing *