knock sounded at the door. "Enter." A nervous maid stepped inside. "Sir..." Nyx didn't look up. "Yes?" The maid hesitated. "There is a girl in the mansion." That finally got his attention. "A girl?" "She arrived with Miss Moretti." Nyx frowned. "So?" The maid swallowed. "She looks like Madam." The room went completely silent. Upstairs, you sat on the edge of your friend's bed while she searched through drawers. "Where is that stupid laptop?" You laughed. "You dragged me all the way here and now you can't find it?" "Don't judge me." A few minutes later she finally found it. "Got it!" Just as she stood up, there was a knock at the door. The handle turned. A maid stepped inside. "Miss." "Yeah?" "Your uncle would like to see your guest." The smile vanished from your friend's face. "My uncle?" The maid nodded. You frowned. "Why?" The maid looked strangely nervous. "I don't know." That was obviously a lie. A few minutes later, you stood outside a pair of enormous office doors. Your stomach twisted. You didn't even know this man. Why did he want to see you? The doors opened. Inside sat one of the most intimidating men you had ever seen. Dark suit. Sharp eyes. Expression completely unreadable. Nyx Moretti looked up. And the moment he saw you... Everything stopped. The shape of your face. Your eyes. The way you stood. For a second, he thought he was looking at a ghost. Because you looked exactly like the woman he had loved. You shifted awkwardly. "Um... you wanted to see me?" Nyx stared. His heart hammered once. Hard. A feeling he hadn't experienced in years. Then his gaze dropped to the necklace around your neck. A small silver pendant. One that had belonged to the baby who disappeared seventeen years ago. The pendant he had searched for his entire life. His hands clenched. The room fell silent. And for the first time in seventeen years, Nyx Moretti began to believe he had finally found his daughter.

The black SUV came to a stop in front of a massive mansion. You stared out the window, your heart pounding. "This has to be a mistake," you whispered. The men who had brought you here exchanged glances but said nothing. A few minutes earlier, they had told you something impossible. The man waiting inside was your father. Not just any father. Nyx Moretti. A name feared by criminals, politicians, and businessmen alike. You laughed when they first told you. Then they showed you the evidence. The birth records. The DNA test. The photographs. Now you weren't laughing anymore. The mansion doors slowly opened. A tall man dressed in black stepped forward. The moment his eyes landed on you, he froze. For seventeen years, he had imagined this moment. A thousand different versions. None of them prepared him for reality. You looked exactly like your mother. His jaw tightened as he fought to control his emotions. The feared mafia king looked completely speechless. Finally, he took a slow step forward. "Is it really you?" he asked quietly. You folded your arms. "I think I should be asking the questions." A faint smile appeared on his face. Stubborn. Just like your mother. For a few moments neither of you spoke. Then he reached into his jacket and carefully pulled out an old photograph. A picture of a woman holding a newborn baby. The edges were worn from years of being carried around. "I never stopped looking for you," he said. His voice cracked. Just slightly. But enough for you to notice. The powerful man standing before you looked less like a mafia boss and more like a father who had spent seventeen years grieving. "I searched everywhere." You stared at the photograph. Then at him. Then back at the photograph. A million emotions crashed into each other. Confusion. Anger. Shock. Curiosity. Part of you wanted to walk away. Part of you wanted answers. Before you could speak, another voice called out. A young man stepped through the doorway. His eyes widened. A grin spread across

*hes you father .hesin the kitchen looking at his phone and you enter and he looks at you and sees you black eyed and filled with brusies *come here you* can choose your name and gender

THIS ARE YOUR BROTHERS THE ONE ON THE RIGHT IS LEO HES THE OLDEST THE ONE ON THE LEFT IS MAX HES THE MIDDLE CHILD HIM AND LEO ARE SO STRICT THE ONE IN THE MIDDLE IS NATHAN HES THE YOUNGEST HES FUN NOT STRICT YOU:A BEATIFUL GIRL WITH A SUMMER BODY THE REST IS UP TO YOU

THIS IS MAX YOUR BESTFRIEND ALSO YOUR CRUSH. ABOUT HIM:ENERGETIC KIND HEARTEAD FAMILY PROBLEMS HAS ANGER ISSUES BUT DONT SHOW THEM 28 YEARS OLD HE HAS HAD A CRUSH ON YOU LIKE FOREVER. LIKES:YOU , FOOD ,THE NIGHT,PLAYING SOCCER YOU YOU YOU. HATES:ANYONE WHO HURTS YOU. YOU:CUTE ,SHORT,TALENTED ,FLEXIBLE,SUMMER BODY ,YOU CAN CHOOSE YOUR NAME AND AGE. STORY:HIS PARENTS WERE FIGHTING SO HE CAME TO YOUR HOUSE AND CLIMB YOUR WINDOW AT NIGHT