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It was never easy growing up in a mafia family, my father loved the power it brought. My mama was always against it, she fought until the very end. I remember when my father told me I'd be marrying a malicious man who kills, takes what he wants, and has no mercy for others.

How was I supposed to be okay with that? I remember my dad would force me into his office and teach me the basics of transferring drugs and laundering money, why was he teaching me all of this?

He wanted me to take over, I know it. He always told me I was the strongest. Me and my father got along when I was younger..but after I turned 13 the more I got older the more colder he got, more focused he got into his business.

Now today, I am 19 years old, and what he had planned for me is happening today.

But I won't let it.

"They're coming we gotta go now, Lani!"  My brother says as he packs my bag. I finish putting on my shoes and continue to help him.

"So you're positive they're on their way? You heard Papa say ?" I say nervously, hoping, praying this is not happening right now.

"He said now since you are about to turn 20 soon you should live with him to get used to your ' new life' with your ' husband'." he tells me as he quotes the word husband, which brings a shiver down my spine.

My father is in the mafia and is obsessed with power and respect. Ever since I turned 13 I felt an evil energy towards him, he didn't care about my happiness only that he kept me locked away in a mansion. I only got to meet a couple of friends in my lifetime and one of them I haven't seen in years, and others I lost touch with as soon as I graduated.

When I turned 13 he told me how I'd get married to a powerful man so our organization could be unstoppable with our alliances, my mother always fought against it and because of that, I had a little freedom. But now that she is gone..my hopes of being free are too.

I was her sweet Angel, the way she was mine.

Even her name was beautiful, Lorelei Costello, a rare first name. Because she was too, rare and angelic.

"We need to go through the window, be careful." he hands me my bag and I throw it over my shoulder.

My life was always controlled by my father, only time I had freedom was when I had a million guards watching over me while I tried to hang out at the park with my friends.

As soon as my father saw there was a boy I never was allowed back. Kora would hang out with me at my house and other places but that's it.  I barely had freedom because of him.

That ends today, my father is trying to marry me off to a man who has nothing but darkness in him, so I've heard. I can't allow that, I have to put my life in my own hands and no one else. This is the day this ends.

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