"One," Lorenzo Vilatte whispered, his voice a broken thread as he stared into the dingy motel room. "I was told... one".
Alessandro, the cold and commanding Heir Apparent, froze. The police had called to say they pulled his long-lost sister from the freezing harbor, and he had spent the entire flight desperately trying to recall if the officer on the phone had said 'girl' or 'girls'.
Now, looking at the four fiercely defensive teenagers standing in front of him, he finally had his answer.
"There is a girl," Samantha barked, stepping forward with a shattered glass in hand. "There's four of us. You touch one, you deal with all of us".
**For sixteen years, the underworld thought "The Owl" was a myth.**
A legendary, faceless assassin. A shadow in the criminal empire. A ghost who leaves no trace.
The world was wrong.
The Owl isn't a seasoned killer. She is Sofia Opal-a sixteen-year-old girl fighting a silent war in the shadows, doing whatever it takes to put food on the table and keep her three secret triplet sisters safe. She never eats first, she never sleeps first, and she never lets her guard down.
But when a botched mission lands Sofia in police custody, a DNA hit triggers the ultimate alarm. The Vilatte family-the ruthless rulers of the Italian Mafia-have finally found their missing princess.
Suddenly, Sofia and the "S-Squad" are thrust into a gold-plated fortress, surrounded by absurd wealth and a "Wall" of towering, lethally overprotective mafia brothers who think their new sisters need saving.
But the Vilatte brothers have no idea who they just brought into their home. Sofia doesn't need a shield. She *is* the shield. And as dangerous ghosts from her past close in, the Italian Mafia is about to learn exactly what happens when you threaten the Owl's nest.
**How far will a shadow go to protect her light?**
*I plan on weekly or biweekly updates for this story. Mostly i have time wdnesdays and saturdays . And as and when i finish drafts +_+
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