"LOVE IS LOVE" by muskitymoon

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Kiara pov:

My mother and stepfather were getting a divorce, My mother couldn't suport hes abuse so he left him. i was goin to stay with my step father and my sister with my mother. My mother and sister gave me a neckles of real gold with the first latter of my name "K. of kiara a reminder of them.

Months had passed since I last saw then, I was living in a mansion with my stepfather who almost all the time wasn't home. Why? because my step-father work with an Italy mafia man (in Italy ofc) he got tired of getting up at 2 in the morning, taking a fly and coming back. He told me that tomorrow morning we gonna move to Italy, and around 8am is our fly.

To be honest, I was excited. I never been out of the U.S. it was goin to be my first time. After I finish packing my stuff for tomorrow morning, I headed to my bed to get some rest. After all, tomorrow was goin to be a long day.

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Today is the day as soon as I woke up. I check the clock i had on a desk beside my bed. It was 6: 30 am. I had 1 hour and 30 mins to get ready. I got off my bed, walk to my closet and Grab black pairs of pants ripped from the knees and a red shirt and headed to the bathroom. Wen i was done showering, I put on the clothing before walking out the restroom to my desk where I had my makeup and mirror. After doing my makeup and hair, I put on my shoes and check the time. It was exactly 8 in the morning. I finish just in time.

I got up and grab my suitcase before walking out of my room and closing the door behind me. As I walk down the stairs, I saw the guards waiting for me and my stepfather talking on the phone with he's boss. Wen I reach the bottom of the stairs, a guard grab my suit case headed out the door and put it on the back of the fancy car. After that, he opening the door for me to get in.

"Thanks sir," I told him before getting in. He nodded, closing the door for me and opening the driver's door for my stepfather.

Wen he got in the guard hop in and started driving to the airport.

"Wen we reach Italy you will have to change schools and i dont give a fuck that you dont speak Italy so dont even mention it bitch," my stepfather told me while scrolling on he's phone.

"Yes, father," I told him, looking out the window.

After a while driving he we got to the airport, we got out of the car and the guard drive back to the mansion.

"Follow me," my stepfather told me before walking to the airplane that headed to Italy. After a while of waiting we got call to take the fly to Italy.

My step father and I walk inside the plane sitting down on our numbers. After a 11 hrs of flying, we got to Italy while getting off. I notice how beautiful it was; it looks like castles together fancy car every were.

"Stop staring around like a dumb ass and follow me." My step father told me with an annoyed tone and cold expression.

"Oh- my bad sir, sorry" I told him nervously while following him after a while walking we got to a mansion. Wen we walk inside I notice how pretty it was. Nothing like Texas, stairs were curves and long, there were big windows, maids cleaning every were and guards in the entrance of the door.

"Wow" I mumble.

"Shut up and go to room number 9, that's gonna be you room for know on" he told me before walking away, I guess he been here before cuz he look confidence of where he's goin and the guards greet him like knowing who he is.

After a while, I finally found room 9. I grab the handle and turn it before opening the door, my eyes winded. The room had a big window, a queen size bed, full body mirror, a big restroom, also a desk with makeup and with a mirror that had lights and a big ass closet full of all types of clothing and shoes.

"Oh god, this is amazing," i whisper under my breath before walking to my bed, and lying down on it staring at the selling.

After a while, I heard my phone ring. I grab it and check who was calling me. It was my stepfather. I answer it and put the phone against my ear.

"Get dressed and come downstairs. Go left and you will see the kitchen with a huge table. I have to discuss a meeting with my mafia boss there. My boss wanna meet you so you better look good to fuck," he told me seriously before hanging up.

I place the phone on my bed, a bit annoyed.

"A meeting?, why should the mafia boss of my step father want to see me? And what's up with my stepfather? I hate wen he talks to me like im some kind of slut," I thought to myself.

I got up, headed to the restroom, taking a shower. When I was done I went to my closet and pull the closet open. It had many different types of dresses and after a while of looking, I picked a black dress of moons with a slit on my right leg. Wen I try it on and look at myself in the body full mirror, I look good asf.

"Damn, im Hella hot" complanate my self while doing different poses in the mirror.

Wen i was done staring at myself in the mirror i wen and sit down on my desk, opening the cabinet and saw differents kind of makeup. I put on some blush and curl my eyes lashes before putting mascara. After that i choose a dark color lip gloss, after putting it I blended on with my finger making my lips look natural cherry red.

After doing my natural soft looking makeup, i starded doing my hair. I style my hair in a cute messie but fancy bun with 2 strings of curly hair in front of my face. After that I put on some jewelry like earrings, necklace, and rings. I look at myself in the mirror again and after approving on how I look, I headed downstairs.

After I reach the bottom of the staircase, I went left were my stepfather told me, and just like he told me, there was a huge table with around 15 people dress in blackand white suit including my stepfather.

"Is she you daughter?" A man who looks like the mafia boss asks my stepfather who nodded before speaking "yes, she is my daughter boss" he told him.

I sit down across the table in front of my stepfather. Every one was staring at me. Some mans look at my leg pervertly and others at admiring me. It made me anxious having so many eyes on me, it made my hands starded sweeting.

"What you name beautiful?" The mafia boss asks me with a smirk on he's lips.

"Kiara" I answer him.

"Kiara?, that's perfect name for a girl like you," He told me and winked at me before turning to my stepfather.

"You have a beautiful step daughter Alex,"

"He's right," a man from a corner of the table told him

"Thank you guys," my stepfather answer.

The mafia boss nodded before turning back to me, "I have a mission for you sweetheart, and you can't deny it" he pauses before speaking again "is that okay?" He asks me.

I was being force to do a mission?, wait I can't tell him no. If I get him mad, he's gonna kill me, shit. I have no choice then accept it.

"Y-yes, i-is fine," I told him, looking at the boss on the eyes

"Perfect," he told me, looking back at me.

"Let me explain the mission. You will have to go to a party, is a fancy party, by the way."He pause taking a sip of he's wine "on the party you goin to steal a paper with high important information on it, the room is number 8 but remember is you fail it," he pause once again before getting up and walking to me, he lean down to whisper on my ear. "If you fail, Ill punish you," he told me.

After he told me that he got up and walk out the door he's people following behind, closing the door as they left.

"Go get ready" my stepfather told me.

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