Daughters of the Don (Completed)

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   We got the call at 2:40am that papi had been raided and killed by the 9!@?/,Cuban mafia.

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    It was unexpected we were on a vacation when they pulled up on us at a red light and let off fire!

   My daughter Neegi was only 3 when a bullet pierced her skull in the back seat! I'd never been so hurt in my life. Still to this day killing the son of a bitches hasn't made up for that lost!
     Then I lost my mother to cancer, but my father hurt the most!!

In my 26 years of living I've never hurt this bad in my life! But my anger was greater than my emotions from the heart I wanted revenge and I was going to get it!

     Santino and I had been together since he started working for my father 10 years ago and nothings  ever come between us my father was suppose to give me away next week but instead I would be burying him.

"Babe you know I'm go get da niggas dat did this."
Santino said as we pulled up to the safe house at 8am.

I nodded my head, as he held my hand.

" I know baby... We will, I can't live if there not dead."

Santino shook his head "No"

"Claudia I can't let you have anything to do wit this Shit that's go take place, if something happens to you your father'will haunt me for life. You just gotta trust that Ima get it done!"

"Santino, No! My father won't rest if I don't revenge this personally, if I have to die to protect my baby sister I will, I can't just sit back and let this go down!"

Santino just stared at our hands connected because he knew I wouldn't stand back and not take part in my fathers revenge.

I was 5'5 with curly jet black hair and an angel face but I Was mean as a pitbull. My father had raised a King instead of a queen. I knew if he ever was killed I would have to take the thrown and he prepared me for everything!

Right now the most important thing was making sure that "Kloe" was holding up! Jef had been taking care of her the last few nights.

We walked up to the condo in the desert where what was left of the Black mafia was present.

Santino was the big man that my father trusted the most. He was 6'2 Muscular built with a Mexican tanned and a mixture of African American running threw his blood. His name held weight on the streets of L.a!

I dashed to the back room where my little sister was still crying!

"I killed someone!" She sobbed breaking down into my arm.

"Shhhhh, I know mami everything's gonna be okay, I love you... You trust me?" I asked brushing her long black hair out of her face.

Kloe looked up at me nodding yes as I kissed her forehead.

"Nothing going to happen to you, I'm here now, Papi's gone but you know he needs you to be strong for him."

I recited the same words my father had given to me when my mother passed.

I held Kloe in my arms and rocked her to sleep.

I knew this was just a phase, my sister was. Natural born killer, and I had to finish raising her just as my father had done me. There are no girls in this blood line. As my father would say.

You may have been born one but you will be treated as a king!

"Thank you, Jef." I said walking over to where one of our street Doctor was tending to his gun shot wound.

Dr.Natalie was very essential to the team, she was a licensed doctor who had a degree and office. My father had hired her 26 years ago when my mother forced him to fire the last one after he had gotten her pregnant with my half sister Adele.

She was an outside as far as I was concerned. My father had tried numerous times to make us bond but we could never find common ground.

She stayed in New York working as a first grade teacher now. Her and my father always talked but she never came around. He would take trips to see her even fly her in and buy her everything she wanted. But still we never connected.

   I know the nigga who was behind this shit! Jef uttered as she cleaned his womb.

   Santino and I were all ears since we had missed the meeting.

" Cuban lord name Cheeno", his fathers "Alpono", he's up next for the seat once his dad dies!

My ears were filt with the key to solving my problems!

   We needed to get to Father & son to take down there empire before they finished off Black mafias!

Santino instructed we don't move until after the funeral! Which was on the day of my wedding I had canceled!