Emilie Calistèe de la Roche was a girl born in the mafia. Her mother and father, who were also a part of the French Mafia spoiled her rotten when she was small. Until one day, on her 17th birthday, her mother was killed by an assassin hired by the I...
I woke up. It was my birthday!! I finally turn 17 today. I got out of bed and rushed to the toilet, I turned the water faucet on and waited for it to fill up the tub. I was humming to my favorite song "Best Part" by Daniel Caesar ft. H.E.R while adding soap to my warm bubble bath. I spent at least 30 minutes in there, enjoying and soaking all the goodness in.
As soon as I was done washing up, I got dressed in a floral purple dress topped with a purple cardigan
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I tied my hair up in a messy ponytail and head downstairs. I was greeted by.. darkness? Why is it so dark?
"Surprise!" "Happy Birthday!" shouted my dad and the house workers. Hm this is strange.. where is mom? "Daddy!! I thought you forgot about it!" I playfully hit my dads arm. "Now, how could I possibly forget my princesses birthday" my dad said while reaching for something in his pocket. It was a heart pendant engraved with my name on it. "Dad this is so beautiful!!" I exclaimed happily as he wore it on me. "By the way, where is mama?" I asked as I have not seen her since this morning. "She went to get you a little surprise this morning" he said grinning like a chesire cat.
As I was talking with my brother, Antoine, one of my fathers guards came running in. He told my dad something that made him fall on his knees. Me and Antoine came rushing towards him. " papa, qu'est-ce qui ne va pas?" (translation: dad what's wrong)asked Antoine. He looked at usin tears in his eyes. "Oh my precious babies , your mama.. she's gone" my heart sank. My mom, the woman I cherish the most , gone. On my birthday of all days. Why?? Why would she leave me..
Then Rupert, one of dads' guards, stormed in with a box and a small note. The note was given to my dad and as for the box, it was given to.. me?
I opened it and there it was. A golden frame picture frame with a painting of the whole family. Everyone looks so happy. Suddenly my dad shouted with rage, "stupid fucking Italians!!" "the fuck do they want now?!?" then it hit me. The note. I read it and I was fuming with anger. "Hope your daughter has a pleasant birthday surprise, Roche. Sincerely, Stefano Ramirez" Why would they do this? Just why?!?! Then everything turned pitch black..
A/N
Hi guys!! that was the first chapter. This is my first time writing so please don't judge!!
