pov: you get sold to a mafia daddy [FINISHED]

Chapter 3: An Angel Loses His Wings

         The day went on in a blur, I ran around doing small tasks, trying to help out the best I could. Of course, everything was easy for me, I don't mind getting dirty, because I'm not like other girls.
          Mafia Daddy was nowhere to be seen. I took a small break and sat by a fountain in a large hallway. My forehead had microscopic beads of sweat of which I femininely wiped away. That's when my beautiful blue spheres noticed a lever by the fountain. I reached my hand into the fountain and pulled the lever. Despite directly putting my hand in water, it came out dry, because I'm not like other girls, but nothing happened. I sighed a long and despondent sign, puffing my lip out in sadness.
          All of a sudden I felt myself drop down many floors. I screamed gracefully and landed on my feet.
My long, straight, perfect, blond hair fell perfectly back in place, maintaining the messy bun it was in.
           I looked around, it seemed I was in some sort of secret layer, everything was made of expensive white stone, almost, angelic? But it was hard to tell, because everything about me is angelic. Anyway, I started to explore the many rooms contained in this secret lair.
           My fingers brushed the smooth wall as I walked the hallways, turning corners every few seconds, but never really finding anything. As I started to feel lost and hopeless, and that my 2'11" body just might give in, I noticed someone in a big room just in the next turn. I recognized the alpha energy immediately, it was Mafia Daddy!
           "Hank!" I shouted, quickly covering my mouth, when I realized something weird. I quickly hid behind the corner to avoid his gaze. I watched as my daddy slowly turned around and took masculine steps towards my direction.
           "Who's there!" He yelled in his deep and sultry voice.
           I resisted the urge to run towards my daddy, fearing what I saw before me.
          He had giant black wings sprouting from his back, glistening slightly, and with a threatening aura surrounding them.
             "If someone is there, I will find you, and I will f***ing murder you!" He yelled once more.
         Most people would be scared, but I'm not like other girls, and I knew my daddy wouldn't hurt me. I slowly walked out of my hiding spot to find Hank staring at me, his brow furrowed and his face red.
           "Y-Y/N! You weren't supposed to see this! No one was EVER supposed to see this!"
           I took a couple of steps toward him, slowly smiling with closed lips.
           "It's okay Hank, you're secret is safe with me." I smiled once more, as I approached him, getting close enough to close his eyelashes.
             "Y/N, I-I don't know if I can trust you."
          "Hanky-poo, I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I love you."
          With that, he took a deep breath, and pulled me into a passionate kiss. Violins started playing around us, as we ascended into the clouds. His wings carried us up, flapping gracefully.
           "Y/N, you really aren't like other girls." Hank said, chuckling.
            I smiled, and we ascended into the clouds, becoming one with the sun and the stars.

The End.