Everything happens for a reason. Or does it? Lais began to question and re-evaluate her "perfect life" when she found out the only person she could trust was part of the Mafia. Lais is now trapped in a circle of Gangs and Mafia's, while learning abo...
My name, you ask? It's Lais Valentino. No middle name, you ask? Yeah, no middle name cus' my pop said Lais is beautiful on its own and it's some sort of weird tradition that's us, the Valentino's have ; no middle name.
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I like to view myself as someone who takes my life very seriously, sarcastic but I keep it classy at time ... just don't cross my border line, and honestly I'm just a one in seven billion people on the planet Earth that is just trying to get through each day of my life.
Growing up with the "perfect life" and being the only child, both of my parents made sure that I get all the best of the best. Yes, I know what is going through your mind right now. You're probably thinking that I'm some rich, snobby and uptight spoiled kid but I'm here to tell you that.... you're wrong. Being parts of the Valentino has its perk and sometimes, not so much. My parents were the strictest mom and dad you could ever have growing up as a kid, but I always gets a treats after being told off because they always and I mean always felt bad afterward, so obviously I had no complaint at the time. Were they too lenient on my punishment as a kid? Now that I'm looking back at it, I'm going to have to say yeah, definitely. I mean, once I sneaked into mom and dad's bedroom and I may or may not had a scissor with me, and as an immature 6 year old girl, I didn't know the danger of using scissor. I just thought that it would be "cool" and funny to cut off at big chuck of dad's silky brunette hair that may or may not have left a bald patch on his head and it has scarred him for life. My dad loves his hair very much I mean let's be real, he wouldn't just spend $52 worth of shampoo to keep his hair shiny and silky... apparently. Mom said it's an utter nonsense and I agreed.
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So let me tell you something about moi. I'm a 24 year old woman who don't need no man because she is independent (af) I am proud to say that I graduated from Harvard, all thanks to my family and my friends' supports... but let's not be THAT humble, I mean you got to boast once in a while, feed your ego to its fullest, right?
........................... Present Dear diary, You see .... that was me a year ago. I used to be this bubbly, outgoing and lively girl that my family loved. Now? I can't say that I'm ever gonna be that girl again. Everything has changed so much ever since mom died. I guessed... you could say, our family shuts each other out, we completely isolated ourselves from each other and from the world... it was as if the Valentino's had vanished into the thin air. It was dad all alone, trying, finding away, staying positive to keep the family stable, but it was too late ... grandpa died two months after mom. Broken. Still healing. Vengeance. Vengeance? Because I found out the truth. The deadly truth that my dad had been keeping from me for my whole life. Funny, isn't it? How things can changed so much in just a year.
Flashback It was pouring down with rain, the thunder and wind are angrily at war with the trees. 3 a.m. The clock endlessly ticking, making those stupid relentless tick tock noise. Heavy breathing. Never ending sighs. I couldn't sleep. I went downstairs to get some water but I heard some aggressive voices from dad's office. Sneakily, I hid behind the book shelf near to dad's office, it was then when I saw a slim figure in a dusty pink robe. Mom. She looked scared, confused and tired. The extremely tall man wearing a black tuxedo spoke. " you either pay up or quit." My dad furiously shakes his head and replied " you can't make me!, no one can" I've never seen dad this angry before, it was terrifying. The picture of loving and caring dad was completely washed away by his aggravation... I on the other hand, was confused and curious. My dad always told me that I better keep the curiousness to myself or one day it could get me into some serious problem. I carefully watched as they continued their deep and serious conversation that didn't quite make sense to me. " it was your fault, Phillip. 29 years ago you though that you could just ran off and start you perfect life with your perfect little wife and your curious cat over there" he smirked, the smirked were too wide for his face, he was some sort of a devil resemblance. he saw me. Breathing. Palm sweating. Tired. My dad nervously looked at my direction. "Lais" he said sternly. The tall man spoke up once again. "Don't you think you're a bit too old for this kind of business,Phillip?" I immediately shouted out my desperate question "WHAT KIND OF BUSINESS IS HE TALKING ABOUT DAD??" I was angry. Frighten maybe? Scared to find out the truth? All of it. There was brief pause for a moment. No one made a sound and honestly, it prettified me. So much. I stared at the three men insolently then stared at mom like s lost puppy , hoping that she would see the fear in my eyes.
Mom instantly rushed to my side and grip my hand hard then she pathetically whispers into my ears. " Lais, go to your room and I promise we will explain everything." I pushed away her hand and wearily said " no " Mom knew that I was a stubborn one so she didn't argue back. I'm a 24 year old women for god sake! I should have the right to know what ever is going around the house. It's my right.
The well-build and rather heavily tanned guy step in front of the tall guy and exclaimed. "You know the consequence" The first thing I could so obviously noticed was his thick accent. Russian? Swedish? His voice was rough and rather intimidating. I don't know who they are but I hates them, the moment they set foot into this house. Who are these people and why are they in our house?
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😏you will get to see how the flashback story unfold as the story gradually develops. Thank you for reading my book (even though the summary were crap) you still took the time to read this book so merci beaucoup and I'll see you guys in the next chapter ( I hope ;) and I would like to apolozise for any grammar error or spelling etc. English is not my first language ( I know a lot of people get frustrated by the mistakes and stuff but please don't let that put you off ;) I will try to update as often I can but I am a high schooler and have loads of exams to prepare for I hope you understand. 💙💙💙💙💙💙
