The One Night Stand

Chapter 2

Sasha Knox pov
*18 years later*

"come on Sasha pack your things you know the drill"My mother Aurora said putting boxes in my room

"I hate the drill"I whined getting off my bed walking over to my closet to start packing

"I know baby it's always right after you feel like your fitting in"My mother said walking over to me

"but you know we have to"She continued while hugging me from behind

"I know to keep us all safe"I said rolling my eyes

"yes to keep everyone safe"My mother said before giving me one tight squeeze and leaving my room leaving me to pack my things.

I know everything about my parents how there both heirs to the biggest mafias in the world, and how there was a big battle for dominance or some shit.

After the battle my parents faked death and ran away together, because all though there families accepted each other for the sake of there families they could never be happy alone together.

So they ran away and had me Sasha Valerie Knox next heir to the American and Italian mafias.

Sadly I will never get that dream because of my parents decision to run.

But I still get all the perks of being mafia bosses daughter lots of money and i'm trained since birth self defence.

Me and my father Alexander train everyday from 5am to 8:30am.

I can only just kick his ass on my best day and his worst day.

Although my parents are presumed dead they've  still got targets on there back so every few months we have to move somewhere else.

Today is the day we move from Fiji to somewhere else, my parents always keep it a secret to surprise me.

I'm halfway through my things and i've already got a bigger throw away pile then I do a keep pile, looks like me and mum are going shopping.

I was listening to music through my air pods when suddenly the music stopped.

I turned around and saw a strange very tall man holding my phone.

I took the air pod out and gave him a confused look.

"can I help you"I asked him as he just stood there my phone in his hand

"oi tall bitch earth to tall bitch i'm talking to you"I said as I waved my hand in his face as well as clicking at him

He grabbed my wrist tightly causing it to sting.

"fucker let go of me"I yelled as his grip just got tighter and tighter

"fuck this"I said before I managed to lift my left leg high enough to kick him in the side of his ribs he grunted crouching forward slightly and his free hand went straight to where I kicked him.

His grip loosened and I was able to get my wrist free.

I grabbed his head as he continued to crouch forward and pulled it down as I thrusted my knee up colliding with his face.

I stepped back a pew paces before kicking him on the side of his face as he fell and i'm presuming got knocked the fuck out.

"what a fucking pussy got knocked the fuck out by a girl probably half his age and three times as small"I said looking at the guy on the floor

"huh yeah that's right stay down bitch"I screamed pointing my middle fingers at him even though he can't see.

The sound of shattering glass broke my little victory dance and I ran out of my room.

"Sasha go back upstairs"My mother yelled as she fought a guy similar to me

"now Sasha listen to your mother"My father shouted as he fought two guys

"ok ok you don't have to fucking yell"I yelled storming to my room

"language"My mother yelled at me as I stormed to my room.

"I'm 21 years old I can swear"I said storming back into my room

"Not while your under my roof"She yelled at me as I reached my room letting out a big sigh

I dragged the guy out of my room and pushed him down the stairs as my parents just looked at me in utter shock.

I sat in my room for a good 15 minutes before my mother knocked on my door.

"forget packing we don't have time let's go"My mother said grabbing my hand and dragging me out of the house into my dads car

"where are we going"I asked as my father drove recklessly

"to the airport I think it's time you met the family"My father said as my eyes widened and my mother giggled

"where going to Italy"I asked with a big smile like a child we were never allowed to go there or America cause everyone always knew dad and mum but now we've been compromised so we must

"where going to Italy"My father said always checking our mirror for followers.