The mafia family

A little detail

"I've changed since to last time you saw me" I told her "I'm no longer a small child holding on to his father's pants in an attempt to hide himself" She simply smirked I knew what she had planned though. As she tried to wriggle out of my grasp, I pushed her to the floor and moved out of the way as the bullet left in search of its target and within seconds it found its home in her heart.

"Bastard...." she barely choked out before her life left her.

I chuckled lightly on how many times I had heard the comment. I snapped my fingers as a signal for my men to finish the mission and kill the rest of the prisoners. I left the building and headed towards the rooftop. I pulled out a cigar technically I wasn't supposed to be smoking I was only 16 but then again, I also wasn't supposed to be killing people so it was whatever.

Let me introduce myself and give you a little background to my story....

My name is Alexander Ledger. I am a 16-year-old criminal successor of Lord Arthur Ledger the Mafia King and Lady Grace Ledger the Mafia Queen. I am not their biological child, and I am grateful to not be related to those selfish monsters by blood. Although Izzy my sister is their child by birth.

Let me explain further......

My real parents died when I was 2.... or so I was told. Anyway, I was sent to the orphanage where I was treated badly by the older children as soon as I turned 4. So, one bright sunny day the older kids were giving me an especially hard time with a rush of adrenaline I hit back within the next two minutes it was a messy battle. Needless to say, I won with a consequence of a scolding by the nurse who I really liked but it was worth it. Turns out there were people coming over to adopt. Two hours later we were standing in a single file in front of two scary looking couple while the director was shaking slightly.

The woman knelt in front of the beaten-up kids and smiled "who did this to him" she asked the director, who hesitantly replied "Alexander the boy next to him." The man smiled at me "did anyone help you son?" I simply shook my head I was too scared for words to be formed and I think I was shaking a bit as well. These people were honestly terrifying. The man grinned and turned to the director

"we'll take this boy."

Two hours later my bags were packed and I was standing on the porch saying bye to the nurse and the rest of the staff. The nurse softly whispered into my ear while I was hugging her

"Be safe son, you are not like them I know it"

A black sleek car drove in and out came the lady smiling wearing a red dress that hugged her body.

"Ready to leave child?" She asked. I nodded worried about the future.

Two years later my "mom" came running down from her bathroom screaming. I upset my Lego building when she yelled with much excitement on her voice:

"I'm pregnant!"

My "dad" ran up to her and picked her up bridal style while yelling "I'm going to be a dad." I just sat there not knowing what to do.

Once my little sister was born my "mom" hardly paid attention to me while my "dad" started my brutal "training." There were times when I almost died due to a huge amount of bleeding. I'll explain:

One fine day, I asked my old man "why did you adopt me?" To this day I regret asking him, his reply stunned me

"We needed an heir but since your mother was declared infertile, we adopted.... well now that we have your sister, we can just dispose of you" his reply stunned me and terrified me to the core. I knew what he meant by disposing of me and the mere thought of it brought to my eyes. I ran back to my room and locked myself in for two days until the kind maid convinced me that my foster father wouldn't kill me. From the next day my "training" started.

I was beaten each day while the bastard told me "You need to learn how to defend yourself" I wasn't even given proper nourished food and I lived with the maid and man servants who weren't kind to me either. They thought I was weak that's why I was thrown out of the family. I may also have forgotten to mention that these "trainings" were secret.

Again, after year I had become strong but I was in dire need of a proper meal. Only after I had defeated one of my trainers, I was given a proper meal.

While I was eating I had my first glance of my sister, she looked so fragile and beautiful. I had a sudden urge to protect her with my life. Her smile was worth all the gold and gemstones in the universe. She was looking at me and I momentarily stopped eating. I understood why my "parents" loved her so much. I didn't care that we were not related by blood but she is my little sister by heart. She came running to me and sat on my lap.

"No fwootsh momma" She grinned at her mom who looked as if she had been chasing her for a long time. She sat hugging me when I said "what if I tell you a story?" Her eyes lit up as bright as stars and she replied "yesh pwease.... buwt who awre ytou?" I grimaced looking at her mom who looked guilty. I didn't know how to reply so I just told her "I'm your older brother" She looked pleased as she nodded.

The next half an hour I told her about a princess who wasn't saved a prince but instead who becomes a pirate while feeding her fruits. She was so absorbed in the story that she finished her entire plate and I finished my food. She looked sleepy so I took her to her bed while she refused to let go of me.

"Big bwother...." She muttered sleepily.

I smiled at her innocence and headed to my old room. Thankfully it hadn't been changed. For once in a long a time I slept peacefully. 

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