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cheryl's house ^ it's so hard for me imagine houses when i'm reading fics so yeah if you wanna watch the full 49 minute vid it's here 💀

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Toni Topaz had never known love. Growing up in the Mafia, and being homeschooled her whole life, she had never had the chance to love someone, nor had someone to love her.

Now you may be thinking...well what about her family?

You see, her family— well actually more like her dad—hated her.

They didn't want a daughter, and only wanted a son. But when Toni came out of the womb, her father immediately disliked her. Her mother loved her until her dying breath, but her father never did.

If anything he barely gave her a hug one time.

Once her mother died, her father married another woman who was just as cruel as him. At the age of five years old, Toni was getting beaten almost everyday.

Every single mistake she made, she was hit for it. She never had the opportunity to just be a kid, and learn from her mistakes.

That was inside the house though. When her and her family went out to big events and such, they treated her like their little princess. They treated her as any parent would treat their kid.

Add the fact she was the only girl born into the mafia; everyone treated her special.

And so her father took that as an advantage, and thought he could make something out of having a dumb daughter.

So, right when she turned 18, they had a marriage arranged for her. And now, here she is: Awaiting her fiancé, while her father paced in front of her.

"Now, Antoinette...I do not want you embarrassing me, so let me do the talking. Do not speak unless you're spoken to, understood?" He father turned to her, and spoke with a stern tone.

"Yes, father." Toni mumbled.

"And quit the mumbling. You aren't a child." He hit her in the side of the head.

Toni was used to it by now. It didn't hurt as much anymore.

Just then a young woman and an older man walked through the door, both of them having red hair.

The older man had a black suit, and a black tie, with probably the shiniest shoes Toni has ever seen. He had a very mean expression on his face, and had emotionless eyes.

The younger redhead, looked very annoyed, wearing a white button up shirt, tucked lazily into black dress pants, and worn out black converse.

"Hello, Thomas." The older redhead greeted. "I'm Clifford Blossom, and this is my daughter, Cheryl."

"Ah, yes hello." Toni's dad spoke with a smile. "This is my daughter Antoinette. I'm assuming you're the man she's gonna be marrying?" He motioned to Clifford.

Clifford laughed. "Oh, no. I have a wife. Your daughter will be marrying Cheryl."

Toni's eyes went wide. She was gonna marry a woman?

Thomas laughed. "What? How will a girl provide for my daughter as a man would?"

"Watch yourself asshole." Cheryl growled. "I may not be a man, but I do lead the largest Mafia in the city. Something a man as yourself, couldn't do. Clearly."

"Y-You're the leader?" Thomas stuttered.

"Yeah, I am." Cheryl huffed.

Toni stopped herself from laughing. This man told her not to embarrass him, but he seemed to do that all by himself.

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