Chapter 4: The First Dinner with My New Family, Entering My New Home

As I stood at the grand entrance of the Lavish Moon Manor, I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed. This wasn't just a mansion—it was a palace. The entire estate stretched farther than my eyes could see, surrounded by lush gardens, sparkling fountains, and towering pillars of marble.

The massive golden doors opened, revealing a breathtaking interior—a chandelier the size of a small car, walls lined with classical paintings, and floors polished to perfection.

My father patted my back. "Welcome home, son."

My stepmother, Isabella, smiled warmly. "From now on, you don't have to worry about anything. You are our family, and we will always take care of you."

I looked at them, then at my seven beautiful sisters, who were all looking at me with pure affection.

This… this was real.

I wasn't dreaming.

I had seven billionaire stepsisters who adored me, a loving stepmother, and a father who finally seemed to be happy.

"Come, little brother," said Eldest Sister (Sophia), placing a hand on my shoulder. "Let's have dinner together."

I nodded silently, still processing everything.

The dining room was beyond anything I had ever seen before.

A long, golden table stretched across the room, surrounded by luxurious chairs that looked like thrones. A chandelier sparkled above, and the table was already set with the most exquisite dishes I had ever seen.

There was grilled lobster, golden-crusted steak, roasted duck, premium sushi, and desserts that looked like they belonged in a royal banquet.

I gulped.

"This is… a lot," I muttered.

Second Sister (Valentina) giggled. "Of course! It's your first night here, so we had to prepare something special."

Third Sister (Lena) smiled. "Come sit, little brother."

I hesitated but eventually took my seat in the center of the table.

As soon as I sat down, Seventh Sister (Lily), the youngest of them, placed a napkin on my lap with a bright smile.

"You have to eat well, okay?" she said sweetly.

I nodded awkwardly. "Y-Yeah."

Fourth Sister (Natalia) smirked. "We won't allow our little brother to be undernourished."

Fifth Sister (Serena) chuckled. "Or poorly dressed. Or living like a peasant."

I sighed. "I see how it is. I'm a spoiled prince now?"

Sixth Sister (Elena) beamed. "Exactly!"

The sisters all laughed as the first course was served.

As we ate, my sisters took turns placing food on my plate.

"Try this lobster, little brother," Sophia said, setting a piece on my plate.

"You should eat more vegetables," Valentina added, handing me a perfectly arranged salad.

"Lena, don't give him too much sushi, he might get full too fast!" Natalia protested.

"Here, drink this premium wine," Serena said.

"I don't drink," I muttered.

"Then try this fruit juice!" Elena quickly substituted, filling my glass with fresh, exotic juice.

I looked around. This wasn't just dinner.

This was a feeding frenzy where I was the main target.

"You guys are spoiling me too much…" I mumbled.

Lily pouted. "But that's what big sisters are for!"

I chuckled softly. "I never thought I'd have a family like this."

Sophia smiled gently. "Well, get used to it, because from now on, you're stuck with us."

I felt a strange warmth in my chest.

For so long, I had lived alone, struggling to survive. Now, I had people who cared about me.

Maybe… maybe this wouldn't be so bad.

As dinner went on, I started noticing something odd—each of my sisters had a distinct quirk.

Sophia, the eldest, was calm and elegant, always speaking with authority but overflowing with love.

Valentina was flirty and mischievous, constantly teasing me.

Lena was the warmest, always checking if I needed anything.

Natalia was sharp-tongued, but I could tell she cared deeply.

Serena was composed and analytical, but her doting side peeked through.

Elena was playful and full of energy, often interrupting the others just to get my attention.

And Lily… she was the ultimate spoiled little sister type, even though she was older than me.

Halfway through dinner, Valentina leaned in. "So, little brother~ what kind of girls do you like?"

I almost choked on my drink.

Lena elbowed her. "Valentina, don't scare him!"

Sophia sipped her wine calmly. "There's no need to rush. He belongs to us now. We have plenty of time to get to know him."

Her words sent a chill down my spine.

Just what kind of family did I enter?

After dinner, my stepmother, Isabella, led me to my new bedroom.

Or rather, my personal penthouse suite.

The room was massive—a king-sized bed, a private balcony, a built-in hot tub, a walk-in closet filled with designer clothes, and a gaming setup that looked straight out of a sci-fi movie.

"Do you like it, darling?" Isabella asked.

I turned to her, still in disbelief. "This is… way too much."

She smiled warmly. "Nothing is too much for my son."

Her words struck something deep in my heart.

I had lost my mother when I was 10.

But now… I had gained another.

I swallowed hard and nodded. "Thank you, Mom."

She froze. Then, suddenly, she pulled me into a tight hug.

"You're my son now," she whispered. "And I will love you forever."

For the first time in years, I felt my eyes burn with unshed tears.

I had a family again.

A crazy, billionaire, overprotective family…

But a family nonetheless.

📌 End of Chapter 4

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