Chapter 1: Kidnapped by His Voice
"Hmm... what's going on? Where am I?"
When I open my eyes, I find myself in a dark, closed room. The air is cold, and the silence feels heavy.
Right… I remember now. I was kidnapped.
By my father's enemies, of course. They must be trying to get something from him. Hah, what a joke. If they really wanted results, they should've kidnapped my little brother instead.
"Realiana, right?"
Wait—who said that? Is someone here?
My heart skips a beat. "W-who's there?" I whisper into the darkness, my voice trembling.
"Realiana Williams. The eldest daughter of the William family."
That voice.
It's deep… calm… dangerous.
I don't even know who he is, but for some reason, I feel drawn to that voice.
No, Realiana! Are you crazy? You're kidnapped, not on a romantic date! Stop falling for your kidnapper's voice! You haven't even seen his face!
(Inner voice) "I seriously watch too many dramas…"
"Miss Realiana, you're not enough, right? All right then—kidnap her brother."
My eyes widen. "No, please! He's just a child!"
Why am I stopping him? My family doesn't even care about me.
We're a mafia family—my father, my uncle, my grandfather. All of them.
And me? I'm the first grandchild… but I'm a girl.
That one word was enough to make them hate me.
They wanted a boy. So they pushed me aside—forgot me. I've always lived in the corners of my own house.
"Haha, I'm just kidding, dear. I don't want anything from your dad."
"Then why did you kidnap me?"
"Because…" he paused, voice lowering to a dangerous whisper,
"I want you, sweetie."
"What?! Why would you want me? I have nothing!"
"That's enough for today. Now sleep."
"Wait—what do you mean by—"
Everything fades.
The Next Morning
"Good morning, ma'am."
I open my eyes to a woman standing near my bed, holding a tray.
"Who are you?" I ask, confused.
She bows slightly. "I'm your lady-in-waiting, Miss Realiana."