Kia's POV
Fresh from the bath and still just on a robe, I heard clamouring noises downstairs, and as I am more than sure that it is only me inside my house right now, because my maid was still out from her day-off, of course, I had to check on who it was.
And as I reached downstairs, I saw my twin-sister, Ara, standing in between five masked men, each of them holding a weapon, as she went instructing them to mess up with my place.
"Oh god, Ara! Stop!" I yelled as I watch them trash everything in my home.
But she scoff, gesturing the men to continue as she strut towards me. "Stop? Are you making me laugh now? Just who the hell you think you are to order me to stop!" She yelled back, tugging on my hair painfully as she undid the tie of my robe.
Knowing I am bare underneath, of course, I tried my best to close it back, but she came out with another idea.
"Say, boys! Have you guys ever had some virgin before? Because I got a perfect virgin whore right here!" She said, smirking as she tugged my hair to the men, forcibly pulling my robe off to expose my body to them.
The men then growl at the sight of me, licking and biting their lips as they eyed my body like I am some feast.
"Damn, Ara! She look so much as you! Are you really giving her to us, because having her would almost feel like we're going to redid our boss' wife, just a virgin." One of them purred, hungrily cupping my breast squeezing it roughly.
Ara then laughed oh-so-seductively, eyeing the same man. "Well, if you guys do good in ruining her for me, I would be more than willing to give you a bit more of me. After all, once she's out of picture, your boss would have no choice but to focus on me, his wife. Rather than this pathetic, good-for-nothing twin-sister of mine." She promised, her voice laced with uttered contempt.
The men the growled louder in anticipation of having her again, so without needing further instructions, two of them went holding me still, while another one goes pulling out a loaded syringe from its bag.
"Ah, yes! Good thing I came prepared. She'll surely gonna act wild with it! Perfect for the scenario you want to stage." It said, flicking on the syringe as it eye Ara. Then goes uncapping the needle, before mercilessly injecting it to me.
And yes, as it was the first time I had been drugged in my 21 years on this world, my body reacted to it all too well! Giving my twin-sister the exact outcome she liked, me acting like a proper bitch, seemingly enjoying the horrible act of those men as she goes filming it.
By the end of it all, she then went ahead and send it anonymously to each and everyone whom she think she needed too, she even resend it to the group chat of our family, earning disgusted and enraged comments from them.
"Argh! That filthy whore! How could she even let herself being filmed! Wherever she is, I just hope she die!" Ara reads out loud, emphasizing the last word, snickering. "That one is from our eldest by the way."
"Yes, tell her to just die! Our family don't need someone who doesn't even know how to act decently." She reads another, saying it was from our second brother, then ends her sentence with a devious laugh.
The men laugh with her and I who was still high from that drug, just laid there, obviously out of my mind, as I looked at them already engaging into another immoral act.
But then, she suddenly froze and immediate pulled away from them when she read a message. "Damn it! My parents are on the way here! We need to wipe up every evidence!" She howled.
"W-what?! What do we do then?" One of the men asked, panicking himself.
Then, without any remorse, Ara ordered. "Burn the house! Burn her! I want everything in full ashes!"
The men then exchanged glances as if contemplating, but with Ara's words, reminding them of her still-standing offer, the men started packing up and without an ounce of mercy, they started burning my house down, leaving me in it.
And I, who had long accepted my lot and already given up to life, just laid there, closing my eyes, savoring the remaining time I had left, muttering. "It's okay, Kia. At least after life, you won't be dealing with them anymore, and there will no more pain..."
As my house started to crumble and started to turn to ashes, I then followed, dying in both suffocation and excessive burns.
Or, so I thought...
Because as soon as I breathed my last, I heard a familiar voice, the gruff voice of my Dad, whispering to my ear. "Can't you at least stop hogging the time, Kia! Everyone is waiting for that damned wish of yours!"
And as I opened my eyes, I saw the familiar setup of my debut night with Ara, where we are both on standing before the cake, about to make a wish for ourselves.
Blowing my own candles, I then stood straight, and waited for the scheming Ara to finish her pretense, thinking.
"Did I just go back in time? But why now? I don't think there is something eventful..." I murmured in the back of my mind, unable to finish it, as I realized something.
That night, I and Ara were asked by the emcee to reveal a brazen wish, and it is when she got ahold of my first and last boyfriend, Sil, as her bethroted husband, wishing it straight before our guest, obviously not allowing any rejection to take place, and I who was nothing but the naive and kind girl I am, didn't wish for anything back then.
But not now, not when I already know what is waiting for me I go in that same path, so when I was finally asked for it, I confidently stated.
"If my sister is asking for a husband, then I will follow her lead, and as for the man I want to be bethroted to... I want it to be Solstice Hughman!"
And as expected, everyone looked at me with shock and uttered disdain, why, you ask? Because Sol is Sil's older brother, and the infamous cruel mafia boss of his own group, and if I wanted protection, he is the best choice.