ALASKA'S POINT OF VIEW
Dad's office was very aesthetic; it looks so normal you wouldn't be able to tell that it belongs to a mafia don. We sat down in front of him and he gave me a warm smile.
"Alaska it's good to have you back I've been looking forward to this since I wasn't around and I know nothing about you because of the circumstances surrounding your birth" Dad said
"what circumstances" I asked puzzled, I just thought that he didn't want me but he made it seem deeper than that.
"when Zinna was pregnant we had a very serious war going on with some enemies and you guys were their main targets so in order to protect we sent you away and hid you from the world and later when we tried to find you we just couldn't we tried everything but we couldn't locate you guys" dad explained and I felt very emotional and the longing for a family feeling came back then all of a sudden I thought about all the bad things I've heard about mafias and I also thought about all the human trafficking they might have done and I just yelled at him in anger" you're telling me all this and acting like I'd forget who you all are"
"you know what maybe I should list everything you do" I said standing up and walking to the other side where he sat "umm let's see drug and human trafficking, selling arms to criminals like yourself and many more heck who knows if you guys don't do drugs" I said glaring at him in anger.
"Alaska don't speak like that not all mafia's do that plus the Sicilian mafia is kind of the good guy mafia they don't traffic people and definitely do not kill innocent people and under no circumstances will anyone from my family take drugs; the ammunition however, is also sold to governments and many legal organizations" mom said trying to persuade me from across the table but I wasn't having any of her lies. "mom his he forcing you into this because I know you would never support criminals" I yelled at mom.
"Alaska I'm not innocent either okay until I had Damian I was an assassin okay I killed for a living before I met your father" mom flared up at me and I stared at her in shock. "WTF" I thought to myself she wasn't as innocent as I thought.
"well since I live with criminals I might as well say goodbye to my career because everyone in my family is a goddamn criminal" I yelled back at her and stormed out of the office. I didn't know my way around the mansion so I decided to ask one of the maids I saw the was to my room, if I even had one.
"excuse I'm looking for my room do you know where it is" I asked and she stared at me suspiciously before asking
"you're the don's daughter right" she asked to confirm.
"yeah" I replied feeling weird from being called the don's daughter. She led me through the hall and stopped when we got to a range of white doors that had something like a name plaque on top of them and said "you'll find your room here your name on it" she said
"can't you just show me the door" I asked puzzled
"we maids are not allowed to go beyond this demarcation" she said and I looked up to see something like a pillar over us.
"oh, why is it because of security or what" I asked wanting to know why.
"exactly, since the time one maid betrayed the mafia and tried to poison capo Roman" she said.
"okay thanks you can go" I said absent mindedly I didn't know someone tried to poison roman. I walked to the room with my name on it and entered and to my surprise it looked exactly like my room back at home and my clothes were already in the walk-in-closet damn their maids are efficient.
As I lay down on the bed I formulated a plan to annoy everyone I wanted to frustrate them so that they would reconsider taking me in. When the maid was bringing me to the room I remember the door I saw that led to the garage and the perfect plan came to my head. There is a street racing club downtown and I could easily find someone to bet the most expensive car in their garage. I got my license last year but before I got it my driving skills were top notch and after getting my license I started racing and now I'm sure I could take any driver who dares to challenge me, but for my plan to work I was going to lose on purpose.
At around twelve AM I snuck into the garage a pressed the pass code I used to open the front door and it worked. I moved around to find the most expensive car in the garage it was quite easy to find it because I'm a car fanatic. The 2024 Cadillac parked there was worth at least 15 million dollars it belonged to Alfred, the guy had his name carved at the door of the driver's side. I looked for the keys and started the car and the engine roared to life and I would have wanted to test it out for a while before I lost on purpose to whoever I was betting with but I dismissed the thought drove out of the garage.
When I entered the illegal street race a lot of people started to follow the car and I smirked this was definitely gonna get me a good bet. The rules stated that nobody could know who I was but I was gonna wear a mask anyways I'm a public figure and with no bodyguard I'm quite vulnerable.
"hi sexy" a bald guy said to me and I decided to play along with him so I could get some directions, the things I do for freedom.
"hi do you know where I could get a good bet on this baby" I said gesturing to the car.
"Flame he's the best, guy has never lost a race before" he said gesturing to guy with a mask that had flame written across the mask in reddish-orange color.
The racing manager set the bets and when we started racing we were both on par with speed until we got to the last lap and he blast off. Damn he was fast.
When I got back to the race I went to go give him the car keys I didn't need the mask so I pulled it off and when I dropped the keys the winner turned his back to me and I got the shock of a lifetime.
"Tristan" I yelled in horror.
"Alaska" he yelled
"what the fuck are you doing here" he yelled again pacing around ruffling his hair in the makeshift exchange office.
"betting off a 15-million-dollar car" I replied sheepishly
"you are in so much tr-" he was cut off by the handcuffs the police officers put on us. When did they get here I thought to myself then I looked around to see the other racers fleeing and others get cuffed with their face on their car bonnets.
"hey what do you think you're doing" I yelled while I used my free hand to put my mask back on before the cop grabbed my hand and cuffed me. "I'm dead" I thought to myself as they led Tristan and I to the police van. Thankfully they didn't remove my mask so I wouldn't be on the headlines tomorrow, ALASKA PETROV, THE SUPERMODEL ARRESTED LAST NIGHT AT AN ILLEGAL STREET RACE, imagine that being the headlines, mom would kill me. In the cell they put us in Tristan kept on yelling at me, repeating how much he hated me and wanted me gone and I wasn't surprised because he was Crestan's twin and Crestan hated me so he was bound to hate me.
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