The Volkov's Residence is the largest part of the buildings, with several big buildings, one for each Volkov. This is where the Volkovs reside, except for Rage, who chose to stay in a separate villa on a hillside in the East Wing. It's also where the “Capo,” a term meaning “leader,” and his wife reside. Gory Volkov and Morgan Volkov are the ruling members of the CAMORRA presently, the Italian ruling mob.

They hold mob meetings with other mob bases in this place, but they are holding a family meeting today. The two waited patiently for their five maniac-like children.

Ava Volkov entered first, holding her small sword with Avalynn carved on it. She's the first child and first daughter of the family. She's presently cutting her palm flesh with the carved sword. She smiled maniacally upon seeing her own blood.

“My blood is so damn pretty,” she mumbled to herself.

Mabel Volkov entered next, dripping wet in her bikini with an arrow and a bow in hand. She’s a lover of water and specializes in archery. She is the lastborn of the family and very good at archery.

Hellstar Volkov entered next, almost naked. He is only wearing condom boxers, with his bulge poking out. He is the second-to-last-born of the Volkov family.

“Do you have a problem with clothes, Hellstar?” Ava said, shooting him a glare.

“Damn, sis, I prefer being called Hell,” he winked, and Ava scoffed.

“I was actually fucking a bitch when I remembered this boring meeting,” he said freely. All this while, their parents were just looking on like they never were in the room.

Kaden Volkov entered next in his usual grumpy nature, with sweat cascading down his temple. One would know he had just finished fucking a hole. He is the second child. He roamed his eyes around, and just as expected, Rage wasn't in his seat yet, and his blood boiled immediately.

“Where the fuck is Rage?” he asked, his eyes red.

“Chill, brother. Stop asking for Rage in rage,” Hellstar said, funnily, and Kaden shot him a dangerous glare, rolling his tongue angrily, then walked out of the house.

“Always showing off his jealousy for him,” Mabel muttered.

“Meeting cancelled,” Gory said sternly and walked out with Morgan.

*

After Kaden left the meeting, he walked angrily to Rage’s villa door and started pounding on it heavily with his hands. He wanted to use his gun to tear the door down before, but he remembered it was bulletproof.

He kept banging and pounding on the door heavily till he got tired. He started walking down the hill, then he saw Rage seated nonchalantly on a huge rock at the far end and waltzed angrily towards him.

“Who do you think you are for acting all mighty? To the extent that you kept us waiting at the meeting,” he said, throwing him a punch. Rage saw it coming but intentionally let it meet his face. He smiled his dimples out, a smile that annoyed Kaden so much.

“You act childish every time, big brother, and it's so damn ugly,” Rage said, with his usual taunting smile, and walked off. Kaden fumed angrily. He knew better than to still follow him; it would surely end in a bad way, so he just bounced off.

*

Emma later came to the Clan's compound to address the newbies at Rage’s order. While Kaden is a doctor and also in charge of the clan clinic, Rage is in charge of initiating the newbies.

“You all should go to your assigned room for now. Tomorrow will be for your initiation,” she addressed them.

They all checked the board for their room numbers and started filing out. Emma walked towards Angelina, now Konstantin, and she wouldn't lie that she had already developed a soft spot for him, not knowing she's a girl.

“I am Emma, Rage’s sidekick,” she said, extending her hand towards Angelina for a handshake, which she gladly took.

“You look handsome,” Emma said, still feeling the warmth of her soft palm, then let go involuntarily.

“It's high time you left our roommate to us,” Speaky said, getting in the circle with Silt being dragged by him. He apparently checked the board for the newbie who would be paired with them. It was easy for him to get Konstantin since he had already fought with Silas.

“As you please, Speaky,” Emma said, walking off eventually.

Angelina looked over the two guys before her and already knew Speaky would be the loud type and Silt, the silent type. She's just having the thought of having male roommates; she never had the thought before.

Speaky threw his hands over her shoulders, which seemed somehow to her, but it's a guy's normal gesture, so she moved with the flow. He was talking nonstop till they arrived at their room, and Angelina kept smiling throughout. She liked his liveliness.

“Could you please shut up for some moments?” Silt glared at Speaky.

“Dude, my name is Speaky. I should act like one, and I am not surprised because your name is Silt, almost close to silence.”

Angelina almost laughed her lungs out at what Speaky said, and that was when she remembered she hadn't introduced herself properly.

“I am Konstan….”

“We know that already,” Silt said, his first words since Angelina came, and she snapped her head to his side in surprise.

“You should freshen up.”

“Right.”

By the next morning, almost everyone had already gone to the initiation ground, wanting to witness the newbies' initiation. Hellstar sat majestically on the trainer’s chair. Rage was always the one in charge of initiating the newbies, but Hell was there as per his order.

Kaden walked in and was more than angered when he still didn't see Rage in the seat, since it had always been his duty.

“He’s neglecting his duties now?” he mumbled, fuming, as his eyes scanned the whole ground. Ella, Emma, Amaria, and Mabel were all present.

“Master Rage has ordered the newbies 50 push-ups. Anyone who doesn't meet up would be thrown out,” he said, but his usual clownish tone was still there.

“Wow, Master ordered fifty push-ups. That's new. He ordered them to kill themselves for entry the previous year,” Emma said to no one in particular.

“You shouldn't take everything lightly, Hell,” Mabel said, glaring, and his face immediately turned stony as he began ordering successful newbies in and failing others out.

Silas finished his already and was hoping that Konstantin would get in so he would be able to punish and hunt him down for daring to engage in a fight with him. Some had successfully done theirs, while some failed and fell in the process. Angelina was still on her 35th, and she was already tired as fuck, knowing that she couldn't go anymore.

Amaria was praying inwardly for her sister to at least pass so her memories here wouldn't be wiped and she'd be thrown out. Angelina imagined the torture she went through in jail, and that seemed to give her the strength to push it to 43, but she couldn't go beyond that anymore.

She became weak as fuck, with sweat cascading down her temple, and her whole body was shaking badly already. She realized she had to do this to get back at her ex, Carlos, for putting her in such a predicament. She imagined her parents’ death scene in her head, how gory the scene was when she got back to celebrate their birthday, only to still get arrested for it.

She used all her might to push till the 48th but fell flat on the 49th. Amaria lost all hope as the Clan's guards walked towards her to bundle her out of the clan, one of them with the memory-wiping shot in hand.

They were about to jam the syringe into her neck when Rage entered, his dark aura swirling around the now-silent initiation ground. No one dared make a sound as he walked.

“Add him to the successful candidates’ list, Hell.”