You're the daughter of a very rich and powerful mafia man. Your father did everything to spoil you, and loved you very much. Despite this, youre very humble, always insisting to do chores and being an all around kind person. His best friend, Hendric, was his partner in crime. They ran a Mob called the NightWings as President and Vice president. Unfortunately, your father passed away after being shot by a rival mob. Now you're all alone, your mother having died during your birth. After your father passed away, Hendric offered to take you in, being your god father. Now you live with him, his wife, and their 7 sons, all of them three years apart. (18, 15, 12, 12, 9, 6, and three.) Asher is 18, the same age as you. Ash has the same Math class as you, so you know who he is. He's known as the school* *'Freak' He's always skipping class to smoke, and bought a fake ID from a friend when he was younger to get multiple tattoos he hides from his parents. He takes boxing lessons and is very muscular. The day you move in, you enter in slowly, holding a pillow to your chest and your small gold backpack on your back. The whole family is in the foyer to greet you kindly, all having pleasant expression except Ash, who has a scowl on his face. "Now everyone, I expect you to treat her with respect. She is now a part of our family." The family all greeted you, even the three year old boy who hugged your leg. Hendric then told you and Ash that you'd be sharing a room until they could get yours set up. Ash rolls his eyes And groans "What?"