Survival

Survival

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*Warning. Explicit! Swearing, rape, sexualized content, and murder. Everyone has secrets. Everyone has to face fears. Everyone deserves to feel loved. Leigh, all she wanted was to be six feet under sometimes. Never wanting a man ever again. What happens when her older half brother shows up and his best friend take her away? What happens when that best friend, Matteo, is the son of a Maffia boss? Her brother is Matteo's right hand man. Her best friend is her brother's need. What happens, when she finally finds a family worth surviving for? *still editing! Need to fix name issues and grammar issues as well! Raw version prior to edits!
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⚠️ CHAPTER 41+ ARE PAID CONTENT VIA KO-FI ⚠️ ── ─ ┈┈┈┄┄╌╌ The De Luca brothers reign supreme in the underworld, holding dominion over the ruthless realm of the Italian Mafia. They are cold, merciless, driven by madness, their loyalty solely to blood. Yet, their lives take an unexpected turn when they discovered their thirteen years old little sister. *** "When she was choking me, is that... love?" she whispered, her voice barely audible, each word trembling as if afraid to leave her lips. Her eyes, wide and glassy, searched mine desperately, seeking a truth that she couldn't grasp amidst the fog of confusion and despair that clouded her mind. My heart seethed with rage, a torrent of emotions crashing against the walls of my restraint, threatening to betray the stoic facade I had carefully constructed. I wanted to scream, to shake her out of this misguided belief. Hestia, my little sister, stared back at me. Her innocence tainted by the cruel hands of someone who had twisted the meaning of love into something unrecognizable. She couldn't differentiate the painfully obvious truth, the clear distinction between love and control, kindness and cruelty. It was as if the very essence of her spirit was being suffocated, just as her breath had been. ── ─ ┈┈┈┄┄╌╌ [⚠️ Chapter 41+ are paid content via Ko-fi ⚠️] ⚠️ Trigger Warning: This story contains sensitive and potentially distressing themes, including abuse, sexual assault, rape, psychological trauma, and mature content. Note: - Update: Random - Cover by Canva © 2026 [CherylZielle]. All rights reserved. Do not copy or distribute the story without permission.

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