My Mafia Brothers

As I made my way down the street, I hastened my pace, eager to reach the solace of my home. But as I turned the corner onto my street, my heart sank. Three black, tinted SUVs were parked outside my house, their presence ominous. My heart skipped a beat as I rushed towards the front door and bolted inside.

The sight before me froze me in my tracks. Three tall, imposing figures occupied one side of the living room, their presence seemed to fill the space. My parents sat opposite them, their faces tense and worried. And then, one of the strangers spoke, his voice sending shivers down my spine.

"Hello, little sister."

Isabella 's life was vibrant colors of love, laughter, and contentment. She lived with her parents in a cozy home, surrounded by the warmth of family photos.Her days were filled with the joy of learning, the thrill of creating art, and the comfort of knowing she was loved. Her parents, her rock, her safe haven, always there to support her dreams and soothe her fears. But on this fateful day, the tranquility of their lives was disrupted by the arrival of a mysterious stranger, clad in an expensive suit, his dark aura casting a shadow over their happiness.