Chapter One

Nevaeh's  POV

I watched his body go limp as he tried to escape me. It was a foolish mistake but most of the men I had met were nothing but fools.

"Ma'am, shall we return to base?" My right-hand man asked me and I pursed my lips thinking of what to do with the body that was in front of me, "don't worry, we will dispose of him, I think we should get back to sir and tell him everything that has happened." He moved across me to pick up the once-living body that was bent awkwardly on the floor.

I shrugged my shoulders. He wasn't wrong. And besides that, I was extremely exhausted, I winced a little at the sting in my arm before glancing at the cut that the bastard had made. To be honest, I deserve baby girl treatment.

So it was mission accomplished and my boys seemed to be very happy, they were already planning on getting drunk and smashing any available thot they lay their hands on. I couldn't help but smile, I thought it was extremely cute.

"You did well ma'am." Ben whispered into my ears, closing the proximity between us, "not like it's your first mission but every mission you go on always comes back a success. How do you plan to celebrate?" I knew he was trying to flirt with me and it was welcomed,

"Definitely not with you love." I retorted and he smiled in defeat, "every mission I go on has to be a success, I would never want to make daddy regret sending me on errands to his beloved enemies." I admired the blackness of my gun, it has served me more than a lot of people have and it's a faithful partner.

"What would I do to wife you?" I giggled at his response, my brown eyes piercing into his soul.

"Become a Saint. And we both know that's never going to happen." We laughed and suddenly the car pulled up, I looked out of the window, "we are here already, that was fast." Very fast indeed, it was never this fast home. 

I stepped out of the car and hoisted my gun to my side and walked casually, nearing the expensive mansion I lived in,

"Where is daddy?" My eyes scanned everywhere till a figure came out of the expansive door,

"Did my princess miss me?" He spread his arms out for me and I ran into them, crushing the air out of me, "you're covered in blood." He teased as he wiped a smudge from my face,

"You say I'm the most angelic when I'm covered in red organic paint." I snickered and pecked him, "it went well, Rodrigo is dead and we got this." I exhumed the black diamond from my pocket and his eyes glistened with pride,

"Nevaeh…my sweet child…" he was at a loss for words, "this is the best day of my life!"

"I thought it was when I was born." I shot him a quizzical expecting look.

"Okay, this is the second-best day of my life." He laughed heartily before pulling me in, "Ben, take the backup and go have fun tonight! It's all on me!" He gave him a signal before pulling me past the door, "I never expected you to come back, I'll be honest I thought I was going to lose you."

"Your princess doesn't like to disappoint." I cocked my lips before dumping my body on the couch, my brown wavy locks relaxing with my figure, "but he was a pain in the ass, had to gun him down eventually." I sighed heavily and my father moved to get something, "but I'm hella stressed and I need baby girl treatment."

"And that's why daddy's here!" He came back with bundles and I smiled wickedly, I collected the mint from him and counted frivolously, until my smile dampened,

"Come on Daddy, this is way too small for baby girl treatment." I stretched out my palm to ask for more and he brought out two more bundles from his gigantic Gucci robe, and then my smile returned, counted and I was satisfied, "thank you Daddy! I'm going to the spa tomorrow." I moved to peck him and as I was leaving, he called me back,

"Darling, one more thing." He brought out a pistol that had my name engraved on it, "I got this for you." He slipped it into my hands gently, "you're the only thing I got so I need you to stay alive for me." He never got so emotional, I didn't say anything but I hugged the air out of his lungs.

"I'm not leaving you, not ever," I reassured him before kissing him to retire to my room. My shower is quick and I dumped myself in bed, dreaming of my spa date tomorrow.

And tomorrow came faster than I expected and it was amazing. Got that massage that I so needed and got a cute Mani and Pedi combo,  after all, daddy's princess should always be looking good. The massage was exhilarating and it was from my business partner, she did smell the tinge of blood but nothing she wasn't used to and she was trying to get the details of the mission out of my lips.

But daddy taught me better. The day ended with me splashing thousands of dollars on her while twerking to drill beats. There were so many benefits to being a mafia's daughter, you're rich and you can kill whoever the fuck you want. My life's not been far from that but I'm rather modest, according to my dad.

After the spa I go binge shopping, stocking up on the latest fashion jewelry, all in gold of course, I love gold so much. A nasty trait I inherited from my late mother, she was always wearing one gold ornament or the other. It amused me but I picked it up.

My car is full and I'm driving home, the gift my father gave me is hidden under the seat, I could never go anywhere without it. I turned into the house as the gate opened and I saw another strange car packed with the fleet of cars my father owned. I cocked my brow and sashayed out of the car and told the servants to take out the load while I introduced myself.

I could hear mumbling and then laughter, I cleared my throat as my chocolate form became more visible, "good afternoon daddy," I hugged him and kissed him before turning to the guest, "gentleman." My face was stern.

"Hello beautiful." He had a dirty smirk on his face and he licked his lips,

"Errr Nevaeh, this is Zane, he is a very fine lad, and a good person." He painted him white but I was skeptical,

"It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance." I sat on the armrest of my father's chair, making them know I was not leaving anytime soon.

"How was your day at the spa?" He spoke up and I smiled warmly, 

"Extremely wonderful, didn't know we were having visitors." I turned to the stranger, his hazel eyes held mischief,

"It's Zane." He chirped a bit and my eyes rolled. It was funny to him because he laughed, "Mr. Cole, I had no idea she would be this quirky." He moved closer to my father and on instinct, I pulled out my pistol,

"Not a step closer."