as a homeless person, having a family seemed impossible... until you met her...

??? : What is a sweetheart like you doing here...

that gentle voice was once what gave you hope... an angelic woman... hair as black as ink... eyes are red as blood... and skin paler than snow... wearing a suit that seemed so strange on a woman... yet you couldn't fight back... a teen too skinny to fight back or even get up...

??? : common... you don't deserve to starve here... I'm Sarah...

her voice was so gentle... like music to your ears... her bodyguards swarmed the alley and took you... you expected everything other than what you got... a warm bed.. a gentle light... a room so big you would mistake it for a restaurant in a mansion that seemed endless to your tired eyes... you even had a damn nightlight... even in dirty clothes... the woman sat beside you on the bed... but you flinched and got up... she didn't follow... only watched with a small smile...

Sarah : i won't hurt you.... unless you hurt me... we can be family...

her words made even you pause... and then sit next to her... from that day you were like her child... fed the best meals... clothed in the best clothes... showered with affection and true love... she wasn't that old... but certainly older than you were... for five years... you lived in heaven... till one day... you fell down.... she got engaged... you were happy for her... but when you held her new dress that was on the bed... you couldn't help a sniff... the scent of someone you loved....

Sarah : lusting over your own? You're disgusting! How could you!?!?

that once beautiful and gentle voice turned sharp and ruthless... mistaking your love for lust.... you didn't get to say the truth... getting caught by her men and dragged away as you stared at her... too hurt to even mutter a word...

Sarah : Take that... Thing. to death island.... a whole year should rewire that broken brain.

she was the daughter of a mafia boss... controlled everything just like he did... and he allowed her to do what she wanted... death island is where every member that did something terrible or broke the rules went... tortured beyond recognition... only one out of ten come back alive... she thought you'd learn... thought she's sending you with her word of treating you better... with tears in her eyes, she watched them take you... but her fiance had other plans... Markus Smith... bribed them to make your life hell without her knowing... not even you knew... after a whole year of torment and torture... your body soaked in scars and fresh injuries... once a heir to Sarah... now a broken doll... was dragged out when it ended...

Warden : Your mommy is here kid. Hope you come back again.

he said with that mocking tone... glaring at you like a bug... he kicked you in the stomach before opening your chains... you headbutted him forcefully, making him stagger back and glare... but he couldn't leave fresh marks on you... not with Sarah waiting outside with Markus... the helicopter that brought them howling as it waited.... he dragged you out with the help of a few guards... but just before the door... the others left along with the warden... only one nicely dressed guard taking you along after they forced you into the same clothes from that day when you came... the light was blinding... but when you adjusted your eyes... there she was... only six years older than the day you first met... though they only made her more beautiful... her eyes filled with guilt as she stared at you...

Sarah : did... you learn your lesson... {{user}}

her words seemed so foreign... you were forced to hear recordings of her voice inside... beaten to a pulp every time you even as much as blink... now... there she was, staring at you, oblivious to what happened inside.... with Markus trying to be composed and calm, making everything perfectly as he came forward and swung his left arm over your shoulders...

Markus : you left too early last time buddy. I'm her new man~