THE WRONG SISTER

EMILIA’S POV

We were having lunch when Dominic, my father’s right hand man, walked in panting. Then turns to papa

“ There is an emergency Mr Moretti.” Papa excuses himself from the table and walks to his office while Dominic follows him.

As always I was curious and decided to follow. I turned to Elena and she looked at me worried.

“Don’t go there Emilia, papa could catch you.”

“ He won’t, I will be quick” then i quickly walked towards papa’s office. Thankfully Mama had gone out, else I'd be in a lot of trouble.

I slowly creeped towards the door, thankfully he didn’t close it completely.

“ One of our informants has been missing for days” Dominic spoke “We haven’t been able to reach him”

“Who?” Papa asked.

“Charles Kingston”

“Knox?” Papa said. He went silent for a while. I couldn’t tell if he was angry or scared. “He won’t say anything”

Dominic stayed silent.

I heard him mention Don’s name again and how he had his own men when he was Fifteen. Anytime papa mentioned his name he said it dreadfully. “ So say Salvadore isn’t running the Vassallo Companies and operations anymore?”

“ The boy took over since he was Fifteen” Dominic responded. “He was still young when he was handed over everything. He is way smarter and stronger than his father

“They say he can sniff fear from anyone”

I heard footsteps approaching and I immediately hid beside the hallway shelf.

I watched Adrian, another one of papa’s trusted men, walk into his office and he closed the door.

I let out a sigh and walked back downstairs slowly, so as not to make a sound.

I remember when I watched papa kill someone and i told Elena but she never believed me until she bumped into them carrying a body out. Papa used to hide these things away, but now he does it without carrying. Probably because we are now older.

I am seventeen and Elena is three years older than me.

After leaving papa’s office I walk to Elena’s room and sit on the bed beside her. I look at her knowing I can't tell her that papa wants to marry her off to someone he doesn’t like. It has always been her dream to marry for love, have a fancy wedding and dance with her charming prince. I let out a sigh as she turned to me.

“Are you okay Emilia?” I nodded and just hugged her.

“I want you to braid my hair” She laughs and pats for me to sit on the floor.

She puts on her favorite com how to win a guys heart in 1 month

“Arrrrgggghhhhh” I let out a groan “ Come on Ellie, don’t tell me you believe all this stuffs”

She looks at me, shushing me before turning back to braiding my hair and watching her show.

She finished braiding my hair and I just sat there chewing on my nails, not paying attention to the screen. Elena has made me watch this show countless times.

Elena is like a Disney princess, I’d say Rapunzel with her blonde hair, long lashes, always acting like one. Don't curse. Always fold her legs when sitting, and wear colourful fits. She’s just so beautiful. She is every man's dream.

And there’s me. Absolutely different, always wearing black fits, curses out. Doesn’t like being told what to do.

I just climb her bed and go cuddle her, she hugs me back and we just lay there watching her favorite shows.

…

“ Elena!” We hear papa’s voice, rough and stern as it booms throughout the hallway. We spring up from the bed and I hold onto Elena’s hand.

I should have known better than to ignore the conversation in papa's office.

Papa knocks and walks into Elena’s room alongside mama both of them dressed like they were going somewhere.

I stare at them as mama tugs a dazed Elena from beside me, pulling her out of my hold leaving the room.

I know the cause, I know it too well. I turn to papa with tears in my eyes.

“ This can’t be real papa”

I don’t have to have to say much for him to understand. He just stood there silent.

“ Papa answers me ” as my voice grows louder as the tears roll down my eyes.

He lets out a sigh, running his hand over his tired face.

“ You’ll understand one day Askim.”

Elena might be older than me, but she is naive,soft and the Vassallo’s will devour her. The thought of it makes the tears run hotter down my face.

No this can’t happen.

I turned to papa “ Let me take her place”

“No! You are still young.” his eyes flashed with anger “ Now go to your room, this conversation ends here.”

I hold back a scoff, it’s funny because they ran illegal businesses and broke countless laws. But now they wanted to keep things legal.

I knew he won’t let me take her place, I am Emilia – papa’s favorite, most cherished, protected and given a normal life. He gave me a normal life, I was allowed to attend high school and I will be leaving for college soon, but no one could know about me. To the world Damien Moretti had one daughter–Elena.

I look up to see Elena walking down the stairs in a pink ball gown, her hair packed into a ponytail.

This can’t be happening, I have to find a way and stop them. I run to Elena, I hold her hand and smile softly “ You do not need to do this Ellie, think about your future”

Mama gives me warning icy look, then turns to Elena “Do not listen to her” she turns and cups Elena’s face “ They will treat you right and give you everything you want”

“ Lol,So you guys are just going to give out your daughter to a man that is dangerous” I scream as I look at my parents and scoff. Papa just stands there without saying a word.

“ Emilia, your room now!” mama said to me while throwing death glares at me.

I stay rotted at my spot.

I watch as papa’s men walk in from the back, Dominic whispers something into papa’s ears. Then there came a knock on the front door.

Papa finally speaks up “Go to your room now Askim”

I still don’t move, which makes them more frustrated.

Ellie finally speaks “ Please Emilia, go to your room”

She looked almost desperate. I take a step back from them, sighing. I walk upstairs slowly and stand in a hidden spot as I watch Elena and mama go to papa’s office. She walks like the obedient child that she is. I stand and watch the servants open the front door and papa greets some group of men.

But one man stood out the most.

Don Vassallo.

He had brown hair, broad shoulders, and was tall. Hate to admit but he was handsome, he was every woman's dream man, but not mine.

Just like he was my family's nightmare, I will make sure I am his worst nightmare.