All Chapters of The Mafia King's Sweetheart: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

                 'Rainbow! Rainbow, open this door!!!' I shouted, hammering on the door, it was a soundproof heavy metal door; I was screwed.      'Daddy, be quiet,' Yolanda snapped. 'You are ruining my vibe. Now sit down, I have three more songs to sing.' I hammered on the door louder.      'Somebody, get me out of here!!!'      'Teddy Berry!' She shouted harshly, 'sit down!' I slid down the door, almost whimpering.      'No, don't leave me here.' I cried.      'Can you see the…' Fuck my life. I'll kill you, Rainbow bitch!               Cookie's standpoint      

              Cookie's standpoint              I tapped my foot angrily as I stared at my new uniform, my whore uniform. I wanted to cry, I would probably never be able to bend with the length of the dress and of course, I could see my boobs winking at me. He definitely knew that such clothes would make me look slutty, and I hated it with passion, but the question is: How did he know? No one ought to know except me and… Ursula! That bitch ratted me out! Told him about mom and Carolyn!      'Urgh!!!' I screamed, tugging at my hair. First time I trust someone with a secret, and she couldn't keep her big mouth shut? I will never rat someone out like that! I took in a deep breath, my mind already calculating how to beat her until she dies. Because of

                Yolanda's standpoint                  I stared at dad as he stared back at me with his cold look, the one he uses on every other people but me. Since what happened two days ago, he had been quiet, locked away and obviously thinking. The next thing I knew, I was here. He sat behind his office table, his palms folded under his chin and lips pressed into a thin line; he was terrifying me.      'Dad, are you going to speak now?' He remained mute, his gaze turning colder and sharper. 'Please? My teacher is waiting for me…'      'You wouldn't be having any lessons today, I cancelled it.'      'Why?'      'Yolanda, wi

              Cookie's standpoint                  I sighed as I rubbed my eyes, it pricked with an uncertain pa… Ah! Tears! I cried myself to sleep last night because I felt like shit, a completely worthless piece of shit. I would have slept good a little, but along the way, I had a nightmare about Ted killing mom and Carolyn and selling off Ursula. Then the dream changed, and his dick was chasing me until I fell into a pool of his sperm.   That is the worst way to dream!      'I hate my life,' I sighed, sitting up to get off the bed. I threw the blanket away and stood on my feet… My morning stretches are very important. I did some few stretches before deciding to take a run or meditate, so I dressed

                Cookie's standpoint                  I whimpered with eyes still shut. I moved my legs and it hurt so bad. I huffed out a breath as memories of the previous night stormed my head, what a wonderful way to end my day. I sat up with a yawn, then smacked my lips and removed some strands of hair from my mouth as I opened my eyes.       That's odd, this room looks different.          I looked around the room and furrowed my brows, really odd. I looked to my left at the tiny hand holding mine, Yolanda was fast asleep.          'Hey,' I didn't need to look