TOO ICY

💎 SEVENTEEN / THE TAKEOVER

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PART TWO - THE TAKEOVER

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The Vegas sun beamed down on Isis as she stepped one stiletto over the other, exiting the private jet that landed just moments before.
Home sweet home. It wasn't the home she was used to, filthy Philly with all of its charisma and grime - but it was her home for now. She spent the last thirty days in the company of her family - the most notorious gang in not just one country, but several. Suddenly, Jhonny's legacy was just a crumb in the bread loaf. The knowledge that had been granted to her, as well as the opportunities, was unimaginable.

They were set to start production within the next few weeks in America, but her first duty was simple - help her sisters become accustomed to life in America.

"Oh my. This is beautifullll," Hannah cooed, spilling out of the jet after Isis. "It's just like I imagined."

"Loud and putrid?" Akita said, her eyes pinched closed from the blinding sun.

"Akita, please. Vegas doesn't need your negativity." Haya told her big sister. She shared a look with her twin, silently agreeing in their secret language.

"The car should be waiting for us at the exit," said Isis as she threw on her black out shades.
She waved her sisters to follow along. Sachi made sure that everything was already in place for her girls. They just had to show up and show out. It was only the beginning stages of a massive takeover, so for now, they were to lie low and build.

Just like Isis said, the driver to an all black Lamborghini truck waited patiently for their arrival. The khaki bald man greeted them with a smile.

"Good evening. I'm Phillip. I will be your driver going forward," he introduced himself.

Isis offered him a polite smile. "Nice to meet you, Phillip. I'm Is- Yuko," she corrected herself.

"These are my sisters - Akita, Hannah, Haya and Yuri."

"Nice to meet you all. Please, take a seat. We will be at your destination in no time." He held the door open, waiting until they were all seated before shutting the door.

Isis shut her eyes once they were off. The jet lag was real, not to mention the constant questions being thrown at her. While she was used to being in charge of other women, she knew nothing about family. It was an entirely different ball game.

So far, she could read them like a back page ad. Akita was as guarded as they came. It resulted from always wanting to be the best - maybe even having to. She let her insecurities speak for her, mistaking it for confidence just like a fool would. Haya & Hannah were smart, but careless. They were too busy basking in the world's wonderment to take advantage of it. Last, there was sweet Yuri. She was Isis's favorite.

It could've been because they shared the same biological mother. Things with her felt different. She was sweet and beautiful, and she reminded Isis the most of herself. Isis wasn't sure about the potential that laid inside of her baby sister. Honestly, she didn't want Yuri to be a part of it. But it wasn't her call. It was Sachi's.