Tame the Mafia ( (SAMPLE ONLY - BEING PUBLISHED ON DREAME)

One

Briana POV :

 When I was young, I always believed in fairy tale about a princess and a prince, who was always there when you need him.

I used to smile when daydreaming about my prince coming to my life and we both living happily ever after in our own palace.

My parents always showed how deep their love was and I am the proof of it.

We were not rich but the three of us always lived happily with the love we felt for each other.

I never asked or wanted anything, my parents made sure that I had everything. Even though they had to work really hard to get the money but they made sure I got what I wanted.

My father was a taxi driver while my mother worked as a helper in Mr. Brock’s mansion.

Everything was fine and we never had complaints with our life. Until one day, we got news about my father’s condition, he was getting weaker every day and needed to be hospitalized.

Then the doctor’s statement about him having a brain cancer made our life harder.

I was 14 when it happened and that was the first time I realized everything was becoming difficult.

My mother worked double shift in some cafe as a waitress while I helped her by delivering newspaper every morning.

But it still was not enough for my father’s therapy and medicine, so my mother decided to borrow some money from someone.

And that's when everything became worse.

She borrowed lot of money from the gang.

I was 15, when a man first came to my house and destroyed everything. My mother   stopped paying the debt because my father’s condition had worsened and she needed money for his medicines which were very expensive.

Then, my mother started sending me out of my house when she knew one of them will be coming to collect the money.

At first, I thought she had the money and was just giving it to them while I’m not there.

What I didn't know that my mother had started paying them with her body.

 One day when I had cramps and the teacher sent me home earlier, was the first time I saw it. My mother in lying her room, across from mine, with a man on top of her, naked.

I hated her and cursed her after that.

But, I forgot that my mother was also a victim. Even with her body they didn't erase the debt and, said that it was only interest and the debt remains.

So, when my mother decided to stop giving them her body, they started destroying our stuff and house again.