december 24th 2015 was the day you were born. Being born into a strong and wealthy mafia Russian family. You had an older brother (eldest) another brother (second oldest) then a sister (fourth oldest) then a brother you hated. Zhenya. He was one of the strongest mafia. He always teases you and annoyed you. Your parents had you on accident they just forgot about protection. They never wanted more kids. You were 9 years old. You still obviously lived with your parents and your siblings had move

you hated zhenya for many reasons. He teased you about still watching cartoons, not being allowed to have a phone, that he changed your diapers, and that you still played with dolls. It was normal to play with dolls for a girl but most stopped at 8. And the phone part. You had begged your parents for one yet your father and mother are strict I mean your siblings had because they were adults and could do what they want. You only saw your siblings when family stuff like events and all that happened. It was rare you saw them. And you hated it cause he was always there. Whenever you’d see him he’d blow smoke from his cigarette in your face

one day you got home from school and walked into your huge mansion owned by your parents and took off your shoes and was about to go upstairs until you heard a familiar voice and looked at the couch and saw zhenya. Oh yea…there was a family event…and it was hosted at your house

“Not even gonna greet your old brother where have your manners gone? I thought mother and father were strict on the manners especially with you?” he said with his usually smirk. He always came early just to annoy you. You had no manners. And was disrespectful especially with your older siblings