The Ones I Hate The Most
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'The front door smashes open, and I hear three sets of angry, loud footsteps penetrate the first level of the apartment.
"Oh, darling Amity, where are you, my zucchero?" Stefano shouts in a sing-song voice.
Obviously, I don't respond, leaning my body further against the balcony and holding a hand over my mouth, so I don't make a noise.
"You're not in trouble, succhiare il miele," Xavier shouts out. "Well, not if you come out now..."
I keep inching closer to the edge, less than a step from falling eleven meters and cracking my head open to die.'
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Amity Gregor is a regular teenage girl, struggling with her grades and fawning over boys. But she has a dark past.
At five years old, she was placed in her mother's custody and separated from her six brothers and father.
She slowly forgot about them and was taught by her mother that they were terrible people. Ten years pass, and Amity's reunited with her family.
But she's not the bubbly little girl she used to be, and they're not her innocent big brothers. Instead, they're hardened mafia men, who Amity's mother was desperate to keep her away from.
As secrets unravel, and trust is built there's only one way through the mess called life. Together.
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Every young girl dreams of becoming a princess someday, right? Wrong! That wasn't my dream- far from it! I dreamt of a day where, upon reaching my eighteenth birthday, I could finally escape my neglectful "parents" who only acknowledged me when it suited them. But all that changed when I learned my 'parents' had been arrested on drug charges, and an unknown side of my 'family' had been looking for me since before I had even been born. Enter Mr. Castellucci and his seven sons, and I quickly understood why Maria had never mentioned a previous marriage or her other 'children.' These men were not the dashing princes riding white horses; they were dark, imposing, and intimidating figures. And Mr. Castellucci was determined to take me back with him to his lavish home somewhere in Italy -so far from my comparatively uncomplicated life in New Haven, Connecticut - and begin building my new life there with them. Although wary that these men had a more nefarious and sinister reason for taking a sudden interest in me than being a 'long-lost family member', they were doing an excellent job of easing me into a false sense of security by treating me like their long-awaited 'Principessa'. Desperate for their love and approval, while struggling with my inadequacies and haunted past, I was naïvely unaware of their ruthless nature and sheer power. I did not realise the scope of their 'charm' until it was too late. Far too late. Until I was precisely where they wanted me: under their thumb and control, with no prospects of ever escaping them as Maria had done before me, I was nothing more than a bird locked in a gilded cage, that they had deviously led me to believe was the price of love and safety. Let it be said once and for all: The Italian mafia did not ask; they took what they deemed as theirs to take. And I was THEIRS. _______________ This is my dark, twisted take on the popular Mafia, Older Brothers/Younger Sister, and Lost/Found Daughter/Sister tropes.
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