Daughters of the Don (Completed)

One - Kloe Falling of an empire

The sound of gun fire blasting off just a floor below me awoke me out of my sleep at 2:27am!

I was in a dreary state it must've been going on for 5 minutes before I realized this shit was Real!!

I leaped out of bed grabbing my Berretta 92sf out of my top drawer as the moonlight lit my room with a dem dark blue.

I crawled around my bed as the exchange of gun shots ceased and the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs alerted me to get prepared.

I took the safety off, positioning myself behind my room door.

The marvel floor muted the noise of me adjusting myself behind the door, awaiting whoever the hell it was entrance.

The thought of where the hell is papi and his mafia; Ran threw my head like bullets.
But the muffled sound of maybe 3 or four men talking as they scanned each room on the floor interrupted.

I couldn't make out what they were saying but my heart was beating so loud I thought they could hear it.

My father the Don had prepared me for this years before it ever happened.

But nothing could've prepared me for this moment! My hands were trembling no matter how many times Santino and Jef had trained me.

All i wanted right now was for my Papi to rescue me!!!but I hadn't a clue where the hell he was!!!

The sound of foot steps snatched me out of my zone of wishful thinking as I could hear them getting closer.

I held my breath watching the ceramic gold door knob to my room twist.

This would be the first time I killed someone or either met my maker! My heart was pounding threw my chest as the door crept open and I aimed the barrel of the gun straight ahead.

Whoever it was coming in was about to be headless!

As the shadow of a mans physique entered slowly with there gun pointed out I waited counting down silently until there head appeared.

My ear drums rung as I clicked the trigger and two bullets one after the other came firing from the barrel of the gun and blood splatters every where!

I had never seen someone die let alone at the blood of my hands.

The 6'1 one man  in a mask and all black dropped instantly but it was as if everything happened in slow motion!

He fell side ways without screaming or little noise, his brains were decorated all over my wall and marvel floor puddling in a pond As more trickled out of his head like a stream.

I stayed in place preparing for the next body. I knew they had heard the gun fire.

I could hear feet once again rushing up the hall towards my bedroom.

I cocked the Berretta back preparing for war, the blood of my first victim was all over my face and night gown and I had quickly discovered a new thrill to kill with the adrenaline rush.

As they approached faster I heard sudden gun fire and I didn't know from which direction, I knelt behind the door going into shell shock!

I could hear an ak 47 blasting and bodies dropping, my breathing had become a pattern. I waited quietly frightened as hell of what could happen next!

There was a sudden silence from the hall as I heard foot steps and a familiar voice.

"KLOE!"

My feet moved before I could think, dashing into the hall!

It was Jef my fathers right hand man!
I fell into his arms still carrying the gun pouring in tears!!!

"We gotta go, are you okay?!!" He asked grabbing me by my hand leading me down the hall full of bodies.

" Jef!" I screamed between sobs. "Your bleeding!!" He had been shot in the side and I didn't know what to do.

" I'm good!" Jef said still running with me down the stairs.

He was a tough youngin, that's why my father had so much trust in him he was a 24 year old young king straight from Detroit that my father had damn there raises and took under his wing. Jef was one of his many right hand men!

"Where's my dad??" I asked breaking loose and stopping as the house had bodies laying all over it.

There were unfamiliar ones and many of the men that were my fathers workers also!

" He's dead." Jef uttered hesitantly, his words shot a whole through my heart, I could feel my stomach drop!

I was in so much shock the tears wouldn't even come!

I zoomed around the room discovering my fathers body lying on the cold floor. Covered in blood and gun shells lacing him like roses on a coffin.

I couldn't count the bullet holes in his body. I was traumatized with This image of the only man I ever loved lying there dead!

Jef grabbed me as the sound of men outside came closer.

We ran out the pool doors undetected by them.

My heart was racing still! I was barefooted covered in blood and Jef was in worse condition covered in blood with a ak in his free hAnd as we ran out back to his Range Rover.

We hopped in and I still had a feeling of death covering me.

I was 17 and now the only family I ever had was dead accept my sister Claudia!
She was on the way from Mexico from delivering a package.

"We have to warn Claudia!!'" I blurted out as Jef smashed down the hill side leaving the mansion that was now a graveyard behind!

" everything's already taken care of santinos on that, you aiight ?" Jef asked glancing over at me.

I nodded still at a lost with the Berretta now resting on my lap.

"My father was the Don, an American cocaine icon! He was the biggest King pin in Los Angelos let alone the states! But he'd ran into an old feud with a Cuban mafia who wanted to take over my fathers empire!
But my fathers The Don he had worked hard for everything he owned! Nothing was ever given to him his father owned this empire and when he was killed by them; My father rebuild this business "The Black mafia"and took on his feuds!
My mother died four years ago from cancer and my father made sure we never wanted for anything, he handled his empire and catered to my sister Claudia and I like the queens we were!"

So it was left up to us to seek revenge!