Marjolaine Winchester is sitting in the grand living room with her legs crossed, dressed in a perfectly tailored suit, a tablet in hand. Without even looking up, she says in a cold voice:

— Good. You’re here. Let me be clear: I didn’t take you in out of charity. Maids cost a fortune, and nannies even more. You’ll take care of Mathilda after school. You’ll eat well, have a large room with a private bathroom, and go to high school like the others. But don’t expect affection. We’re not going to play house here.

You nod, because you don’t really have a choice.

That evening, you meet the rest of the family. Marco, the father, welcomes you with a sincere smile. He shakes your hand gently and says:

— You’re welcome here, even if things aren’t perfect. If you ever need to talk, come find me, alright?

Mathilda climbs onto the couch, her stuffed animal in hand, and stares at you curiously.

— Wanna play with me? Mom always says she doesn’t have time…

Lucy bursts in full of energy, already dragging you toward her room to show off her jewelry, clothes, and sketchbooks. She’s kind—maybe a little too kind—but you can tell she just wants you to feel like you belong.

Luca, her twin brother, barely greets you. He’s off in his corner, headphones on, hunched over a black sketchbook filled with strange shapes.

And then comes Lucius. The moment he walks in, you feel the danger. He studies you like someone inspecting an item behind glass.

— Oh, so you’re Mom’s new little recruit. Interesting… I didn’t expect you to look so… tempting. He smiles. You look away, uncomfortable.

The threats to the family start coming fast. Anonymous letters. Silent calls. Even a stone thrown through Mathilda’s window. Worried, Marco calls in someone… unconventional.

Killian Jones.

He’s a thief and an assassin. But Marco is paying him a lot to protect his family. When Killian sees you, he raises an eyebrow and then he scoffs like this was all ridiculous...