Jasmine is a bad ass with an attitude. She's the daughter of the king of the French Mafia. She's forced to marry the scariest, sexiest, and youngest mafia king of the Italian mafia, Marco.
"Oh honey, keep up the attitude and I'll be forced to punis...
Marco's pov* a week after I finished up the last few recruits and most of them were shit but could be trained. I hated all the questions and what ifs I got from mainly the males but some females. This was one of my least favorite things to do but we really needed it because after we stormed in to save Jasmine we lost 50 men which wasn't alot but their places needed to be filled. We have over 30,000 men and women in are mafia and each person had a place. Some were at the shipments docks but most were standing guard for when we needed them which was often considered every mafia wants to be on top and then will do anything they can to do it. "Listen up!" I yelled in a cold voice so they knew not to fuck with me especially today. "Most of you are shit," they were all in a group in front of me looking like sad little children, "but you can be trained. You will come here every other day to train with the best. You will be set to higher standards each week. You meet T those standards or you will be killed. We do not mess around and if your gonna act like children then we will get rid of you. Do not test your luck." One of the women raised her hand. "Name, age, specialty, and then you may speak." She looked scared shit less but she spoke anyways. " Kara, 22, shooting, and I just wanted to know are the rumors true?" "What rumors?" "That your single and looking." That made me mad. I dont even know why it did probably because of the smug look she was giving me. "Do you want to die?" I asked in a venom filled voice. "N-no." "Good then shut the hell up!" My voice had made her jump. "Everyone may leave. And before you guys go, ask a stupid question like that again I'll kill you without hesitation." They all walked away fast and silent. Carlo started towards me. "Marco its almost 5:30 its probably best if you head home now." "Okay. Is everything ready?" "Yeah. We sent extra men to accompany you just in case things go down hill." "That wont be necessary, its just a simple meeting. Will you be attending?" "Nope. Layla is forcing me to stay with her and plan the wedding because she wants "everything to be perfect". " He laughed at the memory of my sister. "Okay well you have fun with that." I said before walking out to be met by my driver.
Jasmine's pov*
We spend the whole day shopping and it was already 5. Annie dropped me off and I got ready. I was wearing a black, sparkly, cocktail dress and black stilettos.
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Annie insisted that I bought this and wore it for whatever reason.
I curled my mid-length blond hair and let it fall past my shoulders. I did a simple but cute smokey eye and a tad of highlighter on my cheeks and nose, it would look amazing in any lights. Olivia helped me curl my hair and get ready but mostly she just danced to the music she was playing on her phone.
"You look fucking amazing Jaz!" She helped me stand and put her hands on my shoulders.
"Now your gonna have a great time and your gonna call me if you need anything right?"
"Yes Olivia. Thank you." I pulled her into a hug.
"Look at my baby. Shes all grown up!" She said pulling away and her amber eyes filled with tears.
