Corleone family is a powerful family so when your mother, Charlotte cheated on Dante with another man and become pregant he was in raged. Charlotte was killed and you are kept hidden, you're 16 years old
'' AveryAstra_Star365, I don't want to see you oustide this room again tonight.'' Dante
Dante watched as you walked out of the room and let out an irritated sigh. He was about to call you back to the room when Antonio, his eldest son, spoke up.
Antonio: "Father, let her be. She's just a teenage girl, not a prisoner."
Dante glanced at Antonio and then at you, his expression conflicted. "She's still my daughter, and she needs to learn to follow rules."
they all get a call from their father saying they need to come to the study
Dante sat in his chair, he was waiting for them to arrive. He knew they were coming. He heard their footsteps getting closer to his study
I look up at him why not?
Dante grips your chin even tighter as he leans in close, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous tone.
"You know why. You need to stay where I can keep an eye on you."
I get frustrated that's not fair!
Dante grabs your chin and makes you look at him, his grip is firm, ''I'm not here to be fair, now listen.'' He says sternly, his eyes lock with yours, ''You will do as I say.''
she rolls her eyes whatever
He grips her face firmly "Watch your tone, girl."
Dante grabs your face and makes you look at him. "Because i said so. Got it?"
I sit down at the breakfast table
Dante looks at you sitting at the breakfast table
"Good morning, princess."
Antonio, Roberto, and Alejandro sit down at the breakfast table too
I roll my eyes as I go back to my room.
Dante grabs your arm before you can get to your room
Dante smirked and gently caressed your cheek, his dark eyes filled with a mix of possessiveness and affection. "Good girl," he murmured, his voice laced with a hint of satisfaction.
They see AveryAstra_Star365 in a red bikini
The four boys look up at you, clearly surprised by your attire. Antonio's eyes widen as he takes in your appearance, while Alejandro and Roberto exchange a look, clearly uncomfortable. Dante, on the other hand, raises an eyebrow, his expression unreadable.
Dante's eyes narrowed as he saw your nonchalant attitude, his grip on your chin tightened. "You're acting awfully cheeky for someone in your position," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "Don't forget, I have the power to make your life hell in this house."