///Darkness///

I woke up to the sound of my birth giver's voice.

I heard the door to the basement unlock and Birth Giver ordered a nearby maid to grab me.

We made our way to the living room and there stood Amelia sobbing.

"Mommy, I already told you it wasn't brother's fault." Amelia cried as she shed tears.

"Don't worry Bambina, Mommy will protect you. Just tell me what happened." Birth giver said sweetly as she wiped Amelia's fake tears.

'What is she up to now?' I thought.

Amelia nodded.

"Brother took my favorite gold necklace," Amelia said to the Birth Giver.

Birth Giver's face turned dark. She turned towards me and clawed at me with her long fake nails. She left huge gashes across my chest. Blood was dripping down onto the clean tile floors but I could care less.

I raised my eyebrows in amusement. I felt like I was watching a movie and I wondered what would happen next.

"Brother, it's okay. You didn't have to steal my gold necklace. All you have to do is ask." Amelia said with a bright smile.

"You worthless brat! How dare you bully Amelia!" Birth Giver shouted as she hugged Amelia who was crying crocodile tears.

It's only been a year since I came to the main mansion yet I changed drastically. I no longer wore my emotions on my face because I knew that Amelia practically fed off my emotions. Ever since I kept an expressionless face, her antics and bullying have gotten less. I haven't smiled in a year. I have forgotten how to.

The Birth Giver stared at me waiting for a response but she wouldn't get one. I barely spoke anymore, causing the people in the mansion to call me a shadow.

My silence caused her to slap me hard on the cheek. I could already feel my left cheek swelling. I didn't even wince. I no longer felt pain because of the various ways Amelia bullied me behind the family's back.

After a year of pain, I guess you can say I built an intolerance to pain.

I don't know how Amelia does it but to others in the main mansion, she is an angel, pure and kind. But towards me, she is evil.

"Don't give him any food or water! Let's see how long he lasts before he comes begging to me!!!" Birth giver yelled to the Head Maid.

I scoffed in my head.

'I'm Hades fucking D'Angelo, I never beg.'

That was true. During my year-long stay, no matter how I was hurt, I never begged.

I felt like I would lose all of my sanity if I did so.

The Head Maid nodded and roughly grabbed my arm and dragged me to my room.

My room was very big and was adorned with gold and silver. However, that was my room when guests came. My true room was located inside of the basement.

It was dark and gloomy. Spider webs were everywhere and it was very cold. I had nothing, not even a flimsy blanket. It was especially more brutal during the cold winter months.

There was no light in the basement which I preferred.

The doors were always sealed shut with various locks and I did not even try to break through the locks. I could if I wanted to but I was just not in the mood. I sighed as I lied on my back.

"Mother, are you happy up there?" I whispered as I thought about Mira.

About 2 days later, the door was opened.

'Hmm, I guess they got bored without me to torment.' I thought.

"Come out you eyesore." Birth giver said to me.

I slowly got up from the cold and damp floor and made my way to her.

Once I got there, she yanked the collar of my shirt and started to drag me down the hall.

'What now?'

Although I kept my face expressionless, on the inside I was surprised. We were heading to Sperm Donor's office on the 5th floor.

"I brought him here." Birth giver said sweetly.

Sperm Donor nodded.

"You did well, Amore."

Sperm Donor cracked his knuckles.

"I went on a business trip for 5 days. Mind telling me why my wife told me you were bullying my Bambina again?" Sperm Donor said in a deadly tone.

"I didn't do it."

Sperm Donor's face turned furious and he slammed his fist on the table, causing papers to fly everywhere.

"So you're telling me my wife and daughter are lying!?" He roared as raised his fist to punch me.

I got the wind knocked out of me. It didn't hurt but I still struggled to breathe.

Seeing me still standing, Sperm Donor kicked me harshly behind my knees causing me to fall to my knees.

Sperm Donor sneered down at me.

"You're testing my limits Hades. What a disgrace of a son you are." Sperm Donor said as he walked out of his office.

Several days later I somehow found myself in a dress and a wig.

Sigh. My poor excuse of life has just gotten ten times worse.

My dumbass Sperm Donor got caught by the German Mafia and now they were asking to exchange him for the mafia princess, Amelia D'Angelo.

"Trash, you will face the consequences if you reveal that you are not Amelia." The birth giver informed me.

I nodded mutely.

The birth giver looked at me and frowned.

"Why are you so skinny? Your cheeks are so hollow it's creepy. Maid! Feed the trash, I can't have the Germans say we mistreat the mafia princess." Birth giver said.

I was dragged to the dining room and force-feed food and I gained 5 pounds which I knew I was going to lose right away as it was just the food and water weight.

After a year of starving me, I barely had an appetite. After being fed such large amounts of food, I had to throw up, however, the maids still force-feed me which caused me to throw up more food. The cycle went on and on until 10 hours later. It was time for the exchange.

"Hey, are you listening ugly? I'm telling you I'll kill you if you mess up this exchange."

I just stared at Birth Giver with a cold gaze which shut her right up.

We made it to the exchange location and I locked gazes with Cruz Sanderson, the German Mafia Boss. He looked just like he did in the files but a little bit older.

Behind him was Sperm Donor who was gagged and tied up.

"We had a deal, hand over the mafia princess in exchange for your Boss's life," Cruz said loudly so that everyone present could hear.

I saw the birth giver nod and she kicked me to their side while at the same time Cruz threw the Sperm Donor over.

Cruz motioned his guards to pick me up and the guards lifted me to the car.

Cruz sat right next to me and leaned in close to me.

"So princess, have you heard of me?" Cruz said in a creepy tone.

'Ew, he smells like rotten eggs.'

Cruz began to twirl my hair.

"Your hair is so soft, Bambina," Cruz said.

'It's a wig though.' I thought.

"Once we get to my house, we'll have some fun Bambina."

'I think the fuck not.' I thought to myself before putting some distance between us but Cruz just scooted right over to me.

"Why so silent Bambina? I won't bite." Cruz said, smirking.

I rolled my eyes.

"Did you just roll your eyes at me?" Cruz asked as if he couldn't believe it.

I ignored him and looked outside of the window which Cruz didn't like.

He grabbed my face roughly, "Answer me when I'm talking to you, Bambina. I don't like your little games. I wasn't going to fuck you, but it seems I've made a mistake." Cruz said and he harshly let go of my face.

'Wow, is he for real? Fucking an 8-year-old? What a sicko.'

I mentally wrote his name down in the list of people I will kill.

I heard him dial a number and say, "Carl, get the playroom ready by the time I come back."

I could feel his lustful gaze on me but I ignored it.

I knew once he found out I was male, he wasn't going to continue with his plan on fucking me. At least that's what I thought.

Once we got to the mansion, he tied up my hands and carried me to his room.

He placed me on the bed, his greedy and lustful eyes roaming my body and they stop when he got to my legs.

"Your legs are so soft, Bambina," Cruz said as he began to trail his hands up my skirt.

His expression froze when he felt my dick.

"You...you...You're a boy!" Cruz exclaimed in shock.

He shoved me away causing me to topple over the bed. I sat up and looked at him while he was walking back and forth in his room at a rapid pace.

"Who are you?!"

I smirked.

"Hades D'Angelo, younger twin brother of Amelia."

"That bloody bastard! How dare the Italian's trick me?!" He roared as he grabbed a nearby vase and threw it which caused it to shatter loudly on the pristine gold floors.

Cruz was shocked and furious.

He took out a gun from behind him. He raised his gun to shoot me in the head but suddenly stopped. He had a weird look in his eyes.

"So what if you're a male, you have a hole so you should use it," Cruz whispered and he made his way towards me.

"What?" I gasped out.

I was in a state of shock and panic that I could barely breathe.

This wasn't in my calculations.

He ripped off my clothes and began to touch me everywhere.

He gripped my ass tightly and I desperately tried to escape his hold.

For the first time in a year, I began to cry. Not in pain. I was immune to physical pain. I cried in utter despair because I couldn't believe how weak I truly was. I couldn't get out of his tight hold no matter how much I struggled.

I didn't allow myself to beg, that would surely break me more than anything. My tears fell down my face as I silently cried, hoping he would be done quickly.

I started to bleed when he just shoved in his penis without any warning.

"Fuck, you're so tight," He whispered in my ear with his rotten egg breath.

'Disgusting.' That thought was the only thought that remained in my head.

My vision was starting to fade and I struggled to keep my eyes open.

When he was finally done with me, he left but not before whispering something to his guards.

Even though he said it quietly, I still heard what he said

"I'm done with him. Send him to the Devil's Den."

With that, I let the darkness consume me and I passed out.