Blurb Have you ever felt tired of your life?... Is life really hard for you and thought you have seen it all?... But I doubt that... Because Paige as almost seen it all right from birth... Paige Emerson, a stripper at Nig's stripper club, the renowned strip club in the whole state... She is also a victim and survivor of a planned murder claiming the lives of her parents and half of both her and her younger brother, she struggles to live everyday of her life in nothing but peace and happiness something that seemed to be so out of reach from her from the day she met him. She has to use her body to work to eat, sponsor her brother to college... But no knows that how she looks like or that she us the one working in an restaurant for people not to know her real job. Her plans for a normal life seems to go further down the drain when her little brother, Ethan gets involved with the most feared Mafia clan in the entire country... Miguel Santos Rodriguez, the brutal Don of the Mafia clan, Paige's little brother manages to get her dragged by the claws of the bloodthirsty Don, who lives f*cking and kills without no mercy... Finally, she was able to come to a deal with the ruthless Don, she agrees to be his slave in exchange for the sparing of her brother's life. The journey begins between these two, but neither of them are ready for the storms ahead... A storm that held promises of broken hearts, psychological effects, emotional trauma and perhaps, death. ( Extract ) "My brother is innocent," I repeated. "You will definitely say that, prove it, then." He smirked darkly as he leaned towards me, his face so close to mine that I felt breathless and dumbfounded. "Yes, I have no proof," I said lowly and nervous but trying to be bold which seems impossible while he chuckled in mockery of me. "You are really brainless, you know that and you are talking but, I will let him go alright," he paused with an evil glint in his eyes. "But on one condition," he whispered mischievously with a sly smile. "What is it?" I asked nervously, my body going hot just by staring by him as I wondered what his condition could be. I couldn't stop myself from picturing doing dirty things with him. "Not now, Paige!, That is outrageous,"I chastised myself. "First of all...," he trailed off as he used his right palm to cup my face tracing his fingers to my lips. Through the corner of my eyes, I could see Ethan glaring hardly at him while his boys watched us. "Dummy, he caused it," I hissed mentally "What is your real name?" he asked. "Paige," I replied, biting my bottom lip. "Cute name for a cute sexy girl like you,” he tilted his head, studying me. “Well I have always wanted you right from the beginning, so I promise to release your brother on one condition and that is for you to be my slave," he smirked while I gasped. "S-slave?!" I exclaimed, eyes opened widely Finally, After been able to come to a deal with the ruthless Don, she agrees to be his slave in exchange for the sparing of her brother's life. The journey begins between these two, but neither of them are ready for the storms ahead... A storm that held promises of broken hearts, psychological effects, emotional trauma and perhaps, death.

Chapter 1 March 2015

Chapter 1

PROLOGUE

Writer's Point of View

France… March 2015!!

Friday Night... 7:45 pm

Chatters and laughter could be heard in the car as it drove across the city of France. From the look on the faces of its inhabitants, one could tell they were one happy family.

They came from Italy to France for a family and friends get-together party.

"Dad! Can you believe Hazel stole out of my chips!" Aiden cried out as he clenched his fists tightly.

"I didn't steal, I took from it," Hazel shrugged

"Come on Aiden, you are no longer a kid, okay? Stop crying, can't you allow your sister to take out of it," Mrs. Martin consoled as she pouted her lips while Hazel frowned at his face.

"Mom, are you taking my side or hers," Aiden asked with scorn on his face

"I'm doing both," Mrs. Martin shrugged nonchalantly

"Mum, let him cry, I don't care. Aiden always thinks he is still a kid," Hazel said, scoffing as she rolled her eyes, looking out through the window.

"Of course, I am still a kid," Aiden snapped at her

"Hazel, you shouldn't have eaten his chips. You did wrong," Mr. Martin defended Aiden.

"Oh please dad, I know why you are defending him okay? We both know it is nothing. He is just making faces to be pitied," Hazel hissed and added

"Moreover, you are just taking his side because you want him to accept your proposal to be homeschooled," Hazel bit out, looking away with a sly smirk on her face, leaving her dad to face all sets of wide eyes gaping at him in disbelief.

"Is that true, dad? I hate to be homeschooled," Aiden queried, feigning anger while Mrs. Martin hit her palm against her forehead, inhaling sharply.

"But you have never done it before and it is even for your good," Mrs. Martin told her son.

"Mum," Aiden yelled

"No, no, no, Aiden, I never say so, I swear. Hazel is just making it up!" Dad exclaimed, trying to defend himself as he shot Hazel a death glare. If looks could kill, Hazel would have been six feet below the earth right now.

"Really dad," Aiden pouted

"You aren't going to say anything, mum" Aiden questioned mum, who has been mute during the whole argument.

"What do you expect me to say" she replied scoffing, looking away from the group.

"That is my baby talking!" Mr. Martin exclaimed in a comment, getting a playful hit on the shoulder from his wife, who proceeded to roll her eyes at him.

"Tch, whatever" Aiden said with a slight frown on his face, still staring away.

"Anyway, being homeschooled is better than facing those freaks at school," he added shrugging.

"I doubt you love it because you won't be seeing Mia again, you know," Hazel said with a sky grin

"Who is Mia," Mrs. Martin asked

"She is no one," Aiden shrugged glaring at Hazel and she sticker out her tongue at him.

"Now, she happens to be a no one right now, so bad," Hazel hissed

"Hazel," Mrs. Martin called her name in a warning manner.

"How I wish I have an elder brother to always spank your a*s whenever you misbehave or treat me anyhow," Aiden sighed

At his comment, the car fell dead silent as they all focused on their father driving, Mr. Martin and Mrs. Martin's faces became sad, and ignored what they said because instead of three kids but they are two now.

"We should have brought along the convoy, Dad. I kinda miss the way the convoy follows us. Why did you insist we use a regular car for the get-together party without some sort of protection? Anything could happen to us right now and we have no security to save us." Hazel mused with a displeased frown on her face. She had been feeling uneasy since the start of their journey but had only shrugged off the feeling.

"Try to be optimistic for once, Hazel Nothing is going to happen, okay? The area is one of the best in safety," Mrs. Martin asked, in an attempt to calm down her daughter, as she turned to give Hazel a look.

"I'm having this awful feeling dad, I don't know why," Hazel sighed

"Don't worry nothing is going to happen, I'm a simple man with a simple family, Hazel darling. Who is going to try to hurt us? So there is no need to worry, we are safe, okay?" Mr. Martin assured and turned to a dead-end street

"Dad, why did you turn," Hazel asked confused

"As you can see, there was traffic and for us to get to where we are going fast, we have to take a shortcut and that was what I did," Their dad shrugged

"Did you think that street is saved," Aiden asked

"Yes, I'm very familiar with this road whenever I'm always coming to France," He nodded

"I'm just scared, actually I'm feeling restless" Hazel sighed

"Don't be afraid dear, trust your dad," Mrs. Martin tried to calm them down.

"Um, Dad I think you should slow down a bit," Aiden warned his Dad before he bump into a coming truck.

Just as Mr. Martin turned to the other side to avoid being hit, the truck kept coming to their car.

"It seems the car is coming towards our car," Hazel screamed and pointed at the same car coming at full speed, causing the once-happy family to shiver in fear.

"It is ok, nothing is going to happen,"

Mr. Martin gulped and trembled ad he tried stopping the car.

"Why is the car break not working," Mr. Martin panicked.

He didn't know that when the car break as been broken by someone before they left with it.

In the attempt to stop the car, the truck came at full speed and collided with the family. In a hurry, the truck driver drove off immediately he noticed that the family might be dead, leaving behind the ugly image of the bloodied family.

"I pray they are still alive, I hope so," The woman says as she and her husband stand, pacing anxiously outside the ICU room.

"The husband and wife are long dead when I examined them, but I can't say anything about the children." The nurse explained with a shrug as she rushed back to the surgery room.

His wife sighed deeply as she moved towards the array of waiting chairs, taking a seat as they awaited the doctor, who stepped out a few minutes later to announce the death of the man and his wife himself.

"What about the other two kids, Doctor?" The man asked sadly.

"We were able to stabilize them for now but they still have a slim chance of surviving. I'm sorry," the doctor answered bitterly.

"Really, what are you saying? What nonsense are you talking about. a whole family of four, huh?!" The man's wife exclaimed with eyes turning to deep anger at the thought of such huge misfortune befalling such a family with even little kids.

"Wait a second. I thought you are the best doctor in this hospital which people were supposed to be one of the best in the most prestigious hospital, yet you idiots couldn't save their lives! We brought in four injured patients and you couldn't even save them?! Aren't you supposed to save them since it is your work, huh I'm out!" She shouted, tears streaming down her face as she picked up her purse and walked out

The Same Friday Night... 8:01 pm

In another part of France, another family is getting the house and everything prepared for the party they are hosting in their house this evening...

The family of Five, the father, Mr. Ruskin, Mrs. Ruskin, their children, Wyatt, Ellie, and Aaron...

"Daddy, tell Ellie to stop scattering what I have done," Wyatt said feeling frustrated

"Stop lying, I'm not" Ellie pouted

"Ellie, leave your brother alone "dad shouted from his room.

"Yes, you are, we have to arrange it fast before the other families arrive," Wyatt said

"Why do I think that what you said is more than what you are thinking, huh" Ellie raised her eyebrows...

"And what is that supposed to mean"

"You are surely doing it because of Hazel" Ellie scoffed

"Why will he do it because of Hazel," Aaron asked when he knew why

"He loves her" Ellie answered

"Liar, I don't, she is like my sister," Wyatt said

"No, it is obvious you do" Aaron shrugged

"What do you know about love huh," Wyatt asked Ellie

"I know a lot, Wyatt," Ellie pouted

"Seriously, what are they teaching you in school"Wyatt scoffed

"Tch, many things you can't imagine, brother" Ellie whispered

"You are just 10 years Ellie" Wyatt shouted

"What the heck, Wyatt, a 9-year-old child is kissing" Aaron chuckled

"Kissing" Wyatt exclaimed surprised

"It is not a new thing, Wyatt" Ellie chuckled

"I miss brother Liam, he understands very well" Ellie scoffed

"Bird of the same feathers," Aaron said and scoffed

"You guys should be done quickly, they will soon be here any moment from now, huh," She showed at them from the kitchen

"That is true, they should be here, why are they taking long to be here," Wyatt sighed and stared at the wall clock.

"Calm down, lover boy, Hazel your wife will be here any moment from now, take it easy," Ellie patted his shoulders.

"Hazel and Wyatt, nice combo," Aaron smirked at him

"Bunch of idiots," Wyatt muttered under his breath

"I heard you," Aaron winked at him

"Language, Wyatt, language, tch," Ellie repeated

"Whatever," Wyatt rolled his eyes

"Kids, are you done," their mum asked as she came inside the house with some other decorations arranging some things...

"Darling, did you put on the gas," her husband asked as he entered the sitting room sniffing the air...

"No, I didn't," she asked facing him, "why do you ask"

"It is smelling like the whole house is on fire," he said

"What do you mean," his wife said frowning

"I'm smelling something like......"

"Dad, it is true the house is on fire," Aaron said running towards his parents alongside his siblings...

"Honey, look," his wife said pointing at five guys with masks standing close to the fire...

"What are we going to do," his wife said afraid

"It is ok" he assumed them and went to the door... He tried opening it but it is seem it was looking from the outside...

"Dad, what..." Wyatt coughed, "what are we going to do" he coughs again

"The fire is getting closer to us, dad," Ellie said sobbing

"Are we going to die," Ellie sobbed

"I'm sorry," their dad said and starts to cry as he sat down on the ground with his family sobbing

"I'm sorry for not protecting well like I'm supposed to, just know I love you, ok, your mum, and I love you," he said

"I'm sorry you have to die like this" he added

"Dad......" Ellie said shaking her head as the fire got to their side and consume their remaining nothing, not even their ashes.....

"Done" The five guys went into the car and drove off...

A week later, the man known as Mr. Greenwood alongside his wife, could be seen seated in the doctor's office.

"... now the children are safe and sound which means they are out of danger and the most important thing, Mr. Greenwood, The children as amnesia

," The doctor let out.

"What?!" Both husband and wife exclaimed.

"Amnesia," the wife repeated

"What do you mean, Doctor?" Mr. Greenwood asked, his soft heartbreaking for the poor kids and their unfortunate fate.

"They don't know their names. They don't know if they had parents or siblings, neither do they know their home nor how they got shot in the first place." The doctor explained.

"This is harder than we thought," Mr. Greenwood muttered lowly, but it was loud enough to be heard by everyone seated in the room.

"We have tried all our best to help them recollect their memories but our efforts have only proven to be abortive."

"So, there is no other way they could recollect their identities?" Mrs. Greenwood inquired, hoping against hope that there was a way to help the kids.

"Not at all," the doctor shook his head with a grave expression.

"God, save us," the wife mumbled.

How do these two dreadful family events connect or do they not?

Who sent those killers?

Let's find out I'm the book.

Who is ready for the ride?