Miravixen

"Leo's innocence was shattered the day he witnessed a horror he could never forget which he wished so badly his innocent eyes didn’t witness  . His elder brother, once a guiding light, plunged a knife into their father's chest, and walked away with a chilling smile. Leo, still a child, was frozen in terror, his playful nature replaced with a haunting dread. He hid in the shadows, his camera still rolling, capturing the sinister act.

As the brother vanished, Leo crept out from under the table, his legs trembling like leaves. He approached his father, whose eyes pleaded for silence. "Dad, what happened? Should I call for help? You're bleeding...you look so sick." His father's voice was barely audible, but the urgency was clear.

"Leo, listen carefully. The safe...it's yours now. Only your fingerprint can open it. Never let anyone near it. The truth you seek, it's all inside. When your grandfather comes, go with him, take the safe, and leave with him. Protect it with your life." With those final words, his father's eyes glazed over, and he slumped back in his chair, leaving Leo alone with the weight of a dark secret."

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Fell for the vampire devlish smile

Emily stepped out of the car, leo trusted bodyguard was, watching her with a discerning eye. "Wait here with the driver," she instructed, her voice firm. The car's engine hummed softly, parked a few blocks away from her aunt's house.

As Emily walked into the house, she was met with an unsettling atmosphere. Her aunt's raised voice pierced the air, ranting to her husband, who sat quietly, reading the newspaper. His calm demeanor was a stark contrast to his wife's fury. Emily's instincts told her something was off.

"Hello, I'm home," Emily announced, attempting to sound cheerful despite the tension.

Her words were cut short by a harsh slap, sending her head jerking to the side. Her aunt's eyes blazed with anger, hand raised for another strike.

"Don't go too far, Aunt," Emily warned, her voice steady.

Enraged, her aunt pushed Emily to the ground. "Lock the main door!" she shrieked at her husband. "Let me teach this filthy wench a lesson!"

Emily's head spun as her aunt's slaps rained down. She struggled to defend herself, but her aunt's fury seemed boundless.

In a flash, Emily sprang to her feet pushed her aunt and darted upstairs. She knew what she had to do. Her aunt's venomous words echoed behind her: "If not for you taking care of me, I'd show you the true meaning of a wench!"

Emily's heart pounded as she snatched the essential documents from her room. She had to escape, and fast. Her aunt's rage was escalating, and Emily knew she couldn't trust her.

With the documents clutched tightly, Emily turned to face the stairs, her mind racing. How could she get past her aunt's wrath? The sound of footsteps closing in made her heart sink.

chapter 15