Why

David Reeds, one of the five names in the letter. His eyes are locked on Zera, who fights to not crawl into a fetal position under his intimidating presence.

" Welcome back, stolen princess, "he whispers in joy like he ticked off the last item on his bucket list and can now go ahead and kick it.

" I ain't no princess! " She grumbles.

" Enlighten me then. What are you? You already wasted many years with that cursed woman, why waste more? "

" That ' cursed ' woman I'll have you know is my mother! " her voice raises. She's the family type, the ones who treasure those close to them with unimaginable determination. " I'll be damned if some random guy, whom I've never seen in my f-ing nineteen years, comes and talks bad. " She screams-shouts at the guy.

Instead of being triggered, Mr.Luxurious chuckles a burst of laughter that sounds like it can be used to purchase a million-dollar yacht.

He continues to pester her. " That's for sure my blood in you. You should understand then why I'm doing this. "

" Well I don't. " she huffs as she attempts to walk away but suddenly freezes. He'd confirmed our fears. The resemblance is there but we had let denial win us over.

Before we have time to react, the prompt-dressed men surround us six in total. Zera is dragged off by one of them. They are large with mean muscles assuring us that any fightback will be a fatal loss. Screams screech through the evening breeze. One can tell they are tearing Zera's throat to shreds. At a loss, I look at the other three for a solution but they seem as backed in a corner as I am except for one thing...the glint in their eyes! We were going to get Zera back no matter what and I knew one person I could go to for assistance. Not the best go-to person, however, better than nothing.

The feeling of helplessness nags me, taunts me as I watch the car Zera is in vanish into the distance.

" What the heck just happened! " Kaimi rages at the world. His breathing is heavy, strained and his eyes are much more piercing than the norm. The light reflects into them, making them both beautiful and painful to stare at.

Amasa is silent, but out of all of us, his glint is the deadliest. His brunette medium lengthen hair is tied into a pop dot with two loose strands framing his eyes.

" What next? How are we supposed to deal with this? I wake up on what is supposed to be a good day. I mean look at you Amunet! You're eighteen, f-ing eighteen and all I wanted was a special day for you. But mother disappeared and left us with a purpose that we 'had since birth' which is to bring down five influential names. Before I could process that ... my sister's gone. Not forgetting to add she's his daughter and was shockingly 'stolen'. " From sarcasm to rage to pain and sadness. Rey's voice bears the weight of a million and one emotions. It tears me.

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