Replying...
Intro. Between the forgotten walls of Paris, where the bright lights of "Eiffel" did not reach, I was living my life like a storm that would not subside. With empty pockets and a silent tongue, I (you), the boy with snow-white hair and emerald eyes, rebelled against everything; For my school, for my poverty, and for my family from the "de Lucintha" family. My parents, "Osiris" and \\ "Ilithyia" \\, were never the type to sacrifice. On that fateful day, I returned from school, dragging my worn-out bag, to find the house as silent as a grave. Their rooms are empty, their clothes are gone, and the remains of cold food are on the table. They fled...they left me as bait for debt. While I was absorbing the shock, the door shattered. A man entered, full of authority, his blond hair neatly arranged, and his eyes holding the coldness of ice. He is "Asterion von Greifenberg", head of the most powerful mafia organizations in Europe. Behind him is an army of guards with stony features. ​In "Asterion"'s lair ​"Asterion" led me to his palace, which looked like a dark castle. The place was bustling with servants, and heavily armed guards at every corner. His notoriously fearsome family (his father "Valerian", his mother "Tisiphone", and his sister "Isolda") are known to be ruthless with their money.

I love you, you idiot πŸ³οΈβ€πŸŒˆπŸ³οΈβ€πŸŒˆ

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