Her name is Mikita Sims She's no average girl her purpose in life is to be married off to a mafia leader by the age of 16. Her whole life growing up consist of training to be the perfect wife.
Months before she was born Mikita's mom made a deal with...
We've stoped to 2 gas stations so far and every time we stop she says we have to keep our tinted helmets on this is our third station and I'm getting tired.
"Are we close yet I'm tired" I complain to India
"We're almost there" she replies
"I'm hungry I'm going to get a snack" I say about to walk into the gas station.
"NO don't" She says stopping me
"What why? You no what just stop how are you going to take me and not feed me?" I ask with my hand on my hip.
"You can't go in there you see those cameras over there" she says pointing and I just nod "Leonardo will be able to tell it's you even if you have that helmet on that's why we have to stay as far away from those cameras as possible and act Normal. She says. Just hearing his name brought chills in my body.
"Secondly I did not have to take you because you came with me willingly" she adds
"If I didn't come willingly what would you have done?" I ask already knowing the answer
"Threaten you or drugged you" she replies
"Exactly" I say rolling my eyes.
We hop on the motorcycles and ride for about 2 more hours until we came to a stop at a abandoned hotel. In the front the grass looked like it haven't been cut in years it looks kind of creepy.
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We got off the motorcycles and began walking down the clear path and in the corner of my eyes I see men with what looks like green paint on them with guns hiding in the bushes. Talk about creepy.
As soon as we enter the doors I see my mother with a white dress on and nice nude colored high heels.
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I run up to her and embrace her into a hug.
"Mom what's going on" I say while still hugging her.
"We have a lot to discuss before your training" she replies
"Training for what?" I ask
"Training to be a great Alpha just like your father was" she replies I look at her confused is all the research I have done true oh my gosh was my father really a mafia leader.
