Ungrateful. Unwanted. Pitiful. Useless. Weak. Those are the words the sacudís swine that's known as my aunt uses to describe me. She makes it her daily mission to remind me that I am nothing more then the unwanted, ungrateful freeloader. I’d like to know one day why the hell she insists on calling me a free loader when I know for a fact that my mom left me a good chunk of change when she died. The amount I’m unsure of only because I haven’t had the pleasure of hearing them talk about it. Today for some reason unknown to me, myself and little’ol I, I'm being shown just a bit more 'love' if you will, from the usual 'hate' the dear auntie shows me. "You fucking little cunt, I should've let you fucking die, then I wouldn't have to fucking look atchya" ahh yes there it is her attempt to show a sliver of pity, let's go back a little and I'll explain. Queue in the harp strumming you’d normally hear in some split scene where the main character day dreams about something in the past.
I might of been very little but I still remember when I was 3 my mom started showing me how to fight, she told me that one day I would have to defend myself against all the ugly in the world. The only I’ve seen is my aunts face and my uncles hairy chest. Eeew it gives me the hebee gebeis just thinking about it. Anyways back to the topic at hand. Yeah I know what you’re thinking, why don't I use my kick ass fighting skills and kick the ever living shit out of my aunt and just simply run away. And well the answer is simple. Deception is a vary powerful tool allowing you to show weakness when needed and it is even more powerful then money could buy, because it can either be used to trick someone into believing they can break you into tiny little pieces of nothing only in the end to come out on top and bring them to their knees. It’s like an illusion. You trick them into one thing while doing another that manipulates the out come to your benefit. The unmistakably sound of elephant f
I may be locked in a basement, shit I did it again ‘bedroom’ for the better part of ten years but I still practiced what I remembered from the three short years I was with my mom. I'd put the mat, I mean ‘bed’ against the wall and as if a boxer in training punch it a few times then I'd kick it. Not to toot my own horn or anything but I'm surprisingly tones for being malnourished. I’d like to say it’s just plain old genetics but I have know idea what my dads physic is and what I remember of my mom was that she was thin but curve. "What happens if she does prove herself as a leader” my aunt asks my uncle “I mean after all she is the next in line, were do you think that will leave you. She'll kill you, she'll kill us as soon as she gets a chance" my aunt spits out and I can't help but smile as I agree with her logic. Aww goals. "Trust me she isn't fit to lead and once they see that, she's out, in the unlikely event she does show she can become Dona I have someone on the inside that
As soon as I feel the car start to move I start counting in my head the best I can to try and gage the distance we've traveled. I count every click of the turn signal and every bump, if my counting is correct then we've been driving for almost two hours. Two hours of cigarette smoke, laughing at dumb ass shit and talking about women as if their mamas raised them to grow up to be dickless men with commitment issues and a hard on for women who will never be worthy of anything more then a quick fuck behind some dingy trash car in a back alley behind some hole in the wall bar. I hear my aunt talk about some trashy ‘whore’ my uncle got caught balls deep inside by the police after they had been called about someone getting killed in the back alley of a bar. Turns out the chick was just very vocal. When the car start to come to a standstill I almost want to stretch but force myself to remain as still as possible. The sound of metal and clanking can be heard by what I'm assuming are big
"I want her brought here tonight and I want it done as if she's being kidnapped" Alessiano says with his back turned towards me while he's looking out the window. My brown come together in confusion as I process his words. "You want us to treat her like she's a pick up" I ask just to confirm. "I want her treated as one as well. I understand that it may seem extreme to have my own daughter brought to me this way," he pauses as if thinking of his next words. "I want to see how she would react to the situation. I want to see if she's as weak as Santino says she is, if she can be so easily broken like he said she can be" Makes sense giving that she's never been a part of this life and as far as her life with Santino she could be every bit the pampered princess. "I want your men to try and break her like our enemies would" "You want us to pick her up and pull out all the stops" I ask again just to confirm. "Yes" is all he says. "Yes Don" I say with a bow and turn to leave the room
The drive is like all the others we’ve made. Bullshitting about some broad one of them picked up in the last twenty-four hours or how long it will take before one of them knocks some one up for not using their actual head to think. When we pull up out side the house we all get out and surround the place. The first to go in through the unlocked door. Yeah I said it unlocked door, like earlier it’s for me to knows and you to mind your own business. Lighting up a smoke I lean against a he car and pull out my phone. Me: Is the girl still in the basement? Santino: Just like I said she would be. Me: What’s her condition? Santino: Alive. The sound of footsteps on the gravel drive way draws my attention up just as Marco comes walking g towards me with a leggy thing held to his chest. “We said pick up not walk downs the fucking isle” “Just cuz you don’t care what the boss says doesn’t me I don’t, he might of said pick up but for all I know it could be a fucking test” Marco says as
Silently I'm hoping she's strong and that they can't brake her, we walk in and take a our seats in the darkest corner of the room just as Carlo throws a bucket of cold water on her. "Wake up bitch" she gasps and jerk upright and looks around the room the girl has bright blue eyes that fit her face perfectly. She’s a good fucking actor I’ll give her that. Even when we were in the car if known she wasn’t asleep, she was awake the whole fucking time. Smart girl. She just sits there looking back at forth between Carlo and Marco as if waiting for them to start what ever they have planned. "Let's have some fun shall we" Marco asks, to which she smirks in challenge. In one quick move Marco then punches the girl in the jaw, I involuntarily jerk forward a little bit and Ales place his hand on my shoulder to keep me calm. “Is there going to be a problem Vale” “No” I say hoping my own words to be true, at this point in the game I can’t afford to let her get to me. "I'm going to ask you
"I wonder if your mom put up this much of a fight before she was killed" Ales shifts a little but keeps quiet, he gave them a little bit of information about her and her mom to see if she'll break and show some emotion. I didn’t agree with them using it against her but if it was the enemy, they would use it against her with out a second thought. It’s emotional manipulation. A very tactical move. "You know what I wouldn't know, you see I was left out side a hospital when I was born" she says with a sad sigh and a frown. “I just wasn’t pretty enough for her to want me” again she sighs sadly and shakes her head as if it’s such a travesty. I'm truthfully impressed with this girl and the amount of shit she’s taken so far. She has a broken nose and is going to need a few stitches over her left eyebrow and possibly on a few on the cuts Carlo made across her thighs and upper arm. Her wrist is swollen and bruised no doubt sprained possible fractured, she has a fat lip and a few other inj
When Demi first got home a few of the guys including myself started a wager on how long it would take for one of us to get her into our beds. A dick move I know but the more time I've spent with her the more I've started to actually like her.It wasn’t supposed to happen but it did and now I want to back out of the deal I’d made with Vale and Santino.Carlo demand we end the bet after he saw he couldn't break her and found a new found respect for the future Done.I have yet to see much of a leader, yes she handled the situation at the mall like we all knew she would and even surprises us all by using Henry's phone to track activity to find out who had sent them, but all that shows is that she's smart not that she's a leader."Franco, I’m trusting you to help keep an eyes on my daughter while I’m not there” Alessiano says."Yea sir" I say with a bow of respect.The only reason I’m going on this fucking trip is because she requested I be a part of her personal detail.Vic practically l
I’m standing outside waiting for fucking Valerie because the asshole hurried me up to now take his sweet ass time, when Vic returns.“Salim was just picked up for trying to hack into the FBI database” he hands me the list of possible candidates again and I pick again."Damian Delacort, Samantha Shae and YS Jailbird bring those three in if they are looking for employment with amazing fucking pay after they swear in. I want them to set up a new system with palm readers I want this place tricked out in tec" he nods his head in understanding and again kisses the top of my head before leaving me. I'm going to have to ask him why he does that, why does he always kiss the top of my head instead of my forehead, cheek or even nose like most creeps do. But then a gain he’s not a creep he’s a silent assassin with a sweet tooth for me and only me."Bella I want you to be careful on this trip something isn't right with Vale" my dad says as he comes to stand next to me, he turns to look at me the
"Vic I want you to find me the best fucking hackers you can find and I want you to bring in the top gun men from what ever rock you have to drag them out from under I plan on cutting this trip short and we will work on retraining the men when I get back" "You got it boss lady" Vic says giving me a small kiss on the head like he always does.“Remember the chip will always be active even if it was to be scrambled. I’ll see you when you get back.” He then gives me a small peck on the lips which catches me off guard and leaves me wanting more, before he turns on his heels and leaves the room already on the phone making calls. After slipping an invisa chip into the pack of my phone case I leave my office and head to finish getting ready for this stupid fucking trip."Do you want to date me knowing that I'll still be dating Valentino and possibly someone else?" I ask the question that's been on my mind for the last two hours.Even if it’s all a game. I want to know."To be honest this is
I'm packing my suitcase when there's a knock on the door and I call out for the person to come in. The door opens and in walks Franco with a beautiful bouquet of red and yellow roses."I'm sorry miss Demi but your ass had me hypnotized" I take the flowers from him and place them on the nightstand."Good cuz you won't see it again for a very, very long time" I lean into his hold and wrap my arms around his chest resting my chin on it."Right before I forget your father sent me for you he asked that we meet him in his study" I pull away from Franco and let him lead me out of my room and down the stairs to my dads study.Looks like everything is panting out just as it should.Walking into my dad’s study I see Gio, my sexy boy Vic, Valentino and two other men I have yet to meet sitting around the room."Lucas, Costa this is my daughter Demitria but she prefers to be called Demi and it was because of her that I've asked you all here" my dad introduces me to the men and explains why he cal
Unknown: Save this number.Who the fuck is this.I’m about to ask just that when a picture text comes through.I laugh as a live picture of Demi sticking her tongue out and making a face comes through.Me: I’ll have it encrypted when your home.Demi ❤️: You talk to your mama with that dirty mouth.Again I laugh.Me: Nope just you.It’s taken one fucking week and I’m so gone for the girl it’s taking everything in me not to say fucking it and blow the whole plan out in the open.Vale, Franco, Santino… there all a whole lot a nothing in a grand scheme.Alessiano isn’t fucking studied and has known allá along that he’s got rats among him. Wolves in sheep’s clothing. What we hadn’t expected was for it to be two of his most trusted people.Vale had grown up around this life style when his ma married into the family. Vale was then adopted and given his place out of respect for his adopted father.Franco ran the streets as a snot nose kid with eyes bigger than his pay grade. He took an oppo
"Okay wait so when you say your hair was orange, do you mean that it was orange after you bleached it and it stayed that way or did you actually pick to have your hair bright neon orange" I've been walking around the mall with Franco for the last two hours and I'm having so much fun."It was a bet I made with my older sister and I lost so I had to have my hair neon orange for two weeks" I laugh with a snort."My aunt shaved my head once when I was seven because some random lady made the comment that I should be a hair model" Franco laughed a little then laced our hands together and started leading me into a sport store."What are we doing here" I asked following him through the store."We have a tail" looking up into the many mirrors the store has over head for security I see four men with bullet proof vests on following close behind us."We need to spread out" I kneel down behind a rack of clothes, pulling Franco in for a quick kiss I then jump up and start walking over towards the
I’d spotted the tails the moment we walked I to the mall.Four men dressed in gray clothes hanging around the fountain and six spread out around the food court.Demi seemed to be lost in her own little world as we ducked between one store to another.“Okay what’s your favorite color” she asked as she looks through a rack of jeans.“Green” I say wanting to roll my eyes at how fucking juvenile this shit is.She’s a fucking Mafia princess and she’s walking around like some teen age girl out of her first date.Technically it is her first date but she’s not really paying fucking attention to her surroundings like she should be.That’s just a sign that she’s not ready.Her head should be on a fucking swivel. At any time Vale’s men could swoop in and take her.But with Ales’s men now spotted I shot Vale a text and he called them off.Another fucking plan now postponed.“What’s yours” I ask remembering we’re on a fucking kid like date.“Hmm I haven’t really thought about it, but I’d have to s
She walk away sending me a wink as if she knew I was there the whole time and walk up the stairs and down the opposite hall from her room.I walk into the kitchen witnessing Valentino throwing a small tantrum."Is something the matter Vale" "No Ales nothing I can't handle" I give him a curt nod and open the fridge."If I ever see you touch my daughter in any way that isn't with love I will personally castrate you, do I make myself clear" I take a sip of my bottle of water and walk out in search of Franco.Heading up the stairs and in the direction my daughter just headed I stop outside of Francos bedroom door and knock. "Demi" I say seeing her answer the door."Dad" she says then leaves the room with the door open for me to enter.I walk into the room and stand by the window "When I sent you to look after her I never expected you to develop feelings for her" I turn around so I'm looking directly at him."It has been made very clear to my her that she has different opinions on what s
There seems to be a problem among my men and more than enough concern about Valentino and his loyalty to turn a blind eye too. I've heard the whispers on my men's lips and seen the surveillance videos of the shipments that I have not signed off on leaving my docks.Let’s not forget my own personal ghost who lays hidden behind the walls as an invisible entity hidden in plain sight, who sees all and hears all without drawing attention to himself.I'm not blind I've seen the changes in his daminer ever since Demitria has come back. I've seen the lipstick stains on his shirts and I'm very aware of the woman he has set up in a house a little ways away from the house he will be sharing with my daughter.When I announced them to be married I expected him to be more then willing to take on such a grate honor such as the one I’ve handed him, but to my dismay he was not and it read clearly on his face. I'm well aware that he went out that very night a fucked some whore, one of many really.I