Jasmine Toussaint pov*
Most people would see me as ordinary. I'm many things but that's not one of them. My whole life I have been training with my father. My father is the French mafia leader, our mafia or rather his mafia, Is 4th in place. My two sisters, arent as trained as I am they mostly focus on business. I'm the youngest of my sisters and I'm still in school but not for much longer. My father has been the only parent in my life since I was 10 when my mom left me and my sisters. I wonder if she ever thinks about me. This is something I wonder about alot, I'm her kid she wouldnt just give up and stop thinking about me right? Ever since she left I have changed, I'm less trusting, less caring, and heartless like my father or at least that's what I show. My blue, almond-shaped eyes, long lashes, and medium length blonde hair is all part of my rule in my home and my part in my fathers business. If only I was normal but I'm not. In my fathers business I'm know as cruel, rude, and not one to be messed with but at school I try my best to be as normal as everyone else.
"Jasmine Toussaint wake your ass up your gonna be late!" I heard my sister Annie yell from the hall. I let out a big sigh, i hated school.
I pulled my warm blanket off and slid out of my bed and walked to my walk in closet. I grabbed a pair of black jeans with holes in them, a white shirt, and my favorite ankle boots. I head to the washroom and take a quick hot shower letting the water calm me. I blow-dried my hair before throwing it into a quick pony tail and putting on some mascara and heading out of the room to the kitchen. I grabbed my shit and left without saying anything.
My sisters trained all day with the rest. They were out of school and I only had one more year before I was out too. I didn't like to be driven to school, i could do it myself so why would i want someone to do it for me? I got into my deep red Lamborghini that my dad was letting me use because he had tons more. We were rich but not as rich as the Bianchis. They were the top mafia in the world. Bianchis' are the Italian mafia. We are the French Mafia, only in 4th place. Us Toussaints are mean and dont like to be messed with. I'm known around the world for my cruel traits.
I had to change my name just to got to school. In school my name was Jasmine Fullerton. People that weren't in the mafia wouldnt know that it was fake because if they knew anything they would be killed. No one could know who I am. Its not like I would let anyone in anyways. I seen how that went. I had a boyfriend once and he cheated on me and got another girl pregnant. All because I wouldn't give him my virginity and wanted to wait for a while. I get to see him everyday in school which is most likely the reason I dont like it there. I had one real friend, her name is Olivia Honoured. She pretty and popular. Shes everything im not.
As I drive into the school parking lot i see her right away. She was standing next to her boyfriend and his car. They were making out and I bet his whole tongue was down her throat. I parked next to them and septed out of the car grabbing my stuff with me. I walked over to where they were standing and they must not have heard me because the we're still going at it and it started to get steamy.
I definitely didn't want to see the porn that was gonna happen if i didn't stop them so I cleared my throat. It got them to stop and look at me. Olivia look at me and smiled and then looked at the ground. Her boyfriend on the other hand definitely didn't like the interruption and stared at me with anger in his eyes.
"Hey Jaz! I didnt hear you pull up." Olivia said with happiness in her voice.
" its cool" I said with a smile taking her into a hug. She whispered in my ear a thank you for saving her. Olivia didnt want to have sex with him but she knew that she couldn't say no or he would leave her. I told her to just leave him but she said that she couldn't because she was in love with him. Me and Olivia chit chated for a while until the bell dinged which told us to get to are first class or we would be late. We headed to class together and sat next to each other.
The day went pretty normal untill lunch came around. I sat with Olivia, her boyfriend, and his friends. I didn't like them but Olivia was my best friend so I kept coming back to sit with them. I wasn't listening to what they were saying, I was to busy thinking. I was always in my head. Olivia snapped me out of my head by violently shaking me. I stared are her with wide eyes.
"Jaz? Are you okay? Were you even listening?" She said. I shook my head no. She sighed and said "Your phone was ringing I think its your dad Jaz." I sighed and shook my head okay.
I grabbed my phone and walked out of the lunch room into the quiet halls. I dialed my father's number. He picked it up on the first ring.
"Jasmine! What the hell!? I called you five minutes ago and you didn't answer." He said angrily into the phone. I had to pull the phone away from my ear because of how loud he was.
"Yes I know father. I'm sorry I wasn't paying attention." I said knowing that i was going to get punished for this.
"I dont give two shit. Get your ass home now! We have plans, as soon as you get home get ready theres a dress on you bed."
"Yes father." I knew if I even tried to protest he would beat me harder than ever. I hung up and went back to the lunch room and said good bye to Olivia and grabbed my shit and went home. If only I knew what was coming as soon as i got there.
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