"Glow, they're here.Remember, this is the last chance you will get adopted." Mrs. Combwell said feeling alittle scared. I quickly got my dirty blonde hair fixed and ran to the interview room where every single orphan who gets to see the family who wants to adopt them. My family all got killed when I was 6, I saw the entire thing happen. My entire family was killed in front of me. My father hid me in the kitchen cabinet and left me alone to see the miserable thing.
My brother was the last being murdered. He knew I was at the cabinet and whispered that he love me. That awful memory was forever stuck in my head. I didn't even help them when I saw them being murdered. I have to focus on the interview.
"Don't mess up, Alleria Glow Nixon.Don't mess up!" I whispered to myself and open the rusty door knob. There was three older men in the room, the only one who sat down was a man with a scar on his left cheek. They were all wearing black suits, which is kinda scary. I glance at behind me but Mrs.Combwell wasn't there, she is always here when one of us gets requested to get adopted. Hmm... oh well. I sat down and faced those men.
"Hi, My name is Glow Nixon. I'm 17 this year." I said quietly. The atmosphere in this room was awfully scary.
"I taking her. Get the papers,Carl." The man with the scar said in an extremely low creepy voice.
"Yes, Sir." The man who is on the right side said. He must be that Carl man.
I just realised what the man said. Did he just said he would adopt me? Am I hearing it wrong?
"Wait...You are going to adopt me?" I asked trying to calm down.
"Yes, he is." The other man replied.
"OH GOD, THANK YOU SO MUCH! I mean no one wants to adopt a 17 year old girl these day. Everyone goes for younger children. Thank you!!!" I hug the man who seems to be the boss or something. Out of a sudden, those two men pulled my back to me chair with an extreme force.
"Ow!"I winced.
"Bring her things back to the place.Come with me, Alleria Glow Nixon." The man with the scar said. Everyone always get my name wrong. Geez.
"It's AH-LEH-RI-AH." I said slowly. "Nevermind, you can just call me glow."
He ignored me and walk out of the door. Is that it? Am I suppose to go along with him or wait for Mrs. Combwell?
"Go with Mr.Villeneuve." Carl pushed me hardly untill I fell over. "Quick." I immediately got up and catch up with Mr.Villeneuve. The other younger and older orphans watch me in awe as I followed him.
"Bye, Glow!" Benji said. He is this little five year old kid. Everyone smiled and some wished me good luck. This man doesn't even know me and wants to adopt me? Ah, whatever. I'm lucky that I got adopted at this age. Mr.Villeneuve got into his black BMV, I quickly hop next to him and sat down sliently. Is he a rich man? I mean, he has bodyguards, a chauffeur and such an awesome car. No one speak for the entire ride to somewhere I don't even know. We finally arrived in front of some huge black gate and had security beside the gate. We stop for awhile and the driver lower down the window.
"Mr. Villeneuve is here. Call the meeting now." The man at the gate said. Okay...What meeting? What is he? Some rich business man or some kind of mafia boss or something? Because every single man I saw had tattoos. That's probably the most impossible thing ever. I'm just out of my mind.
We step out of the car and I stood in front of like a 3 meter entrance door. Who need such a big door? There was men covered in tattoos everywhere. Inside of the house is totally insane. This man has an indoor pool just right next to the living room and a huge chandelier hung up in the living room. Paintings and flowers set perfectly on the tables, there was a huge plasma TV above the fireplace. We went down to the basement or whatever. I can't tell with all the amazing stuff at the basement. Finally we reached to a door with two guards guarding the door. The guards automatically open and reveal a room full of scary business man or something. This room was painted completely black and swords, guns was hung up all around the room. The was a long table with chairs at the right side of the room.
"What the..." I said under my breathe.
Everyone saw him and quickly sat down onto the table. The smell of cigars could be smelled once I step in. Uh, gross. I pinched my nose and followed him like some dog.
"She's my new successor." Mr. Villeneuve said.
Everyone in the room gasped and started scolding each other. Guns start appearing before my eyes.
"NO! SHE'S NOT EVEN TRAINED!" A man stood up with a gun pointing right at my face.
"I OBJECT. MISSIONS WILL FAIL IF SHE TAKES OVER. SHE'S A GIRL FOR GOD SAKE'S !" A huge man stood up. The man who pointed a gun at me almost pulled the trigger but Mr.Villeneuve suddenly said something.
"Then, I will get her bloody trained! She's my new successor and nothing is going to change that." He spat at them and walk forward. I followed him and look at all of them, they glared at me with hatred in their eyes.
"Oh god. I almost got shot."I started breathing huge amount of air.
"Bastards. Come with me." Mr. Villeneuve brought me up to somewhere.He turned the gold door knob and revealed a large room with some weird crest painted on the wall.
"Sit down, Alleria Nixon" He said it wrongly again.
"Wow...Oh god. What is going on?!" I sat down on the leather chair which is surprisingly comfortable.
"You are going to be the next Mafia boss."
"Mafia? As in a The Mafia?"
"Yes. No one is willing to take over my place."
"This is insane. I could not possibly take over your place? I mean you guys are crazy. You people kill people and stuff!" I said.
"We don't kill people unnescessarily."He boomed. "Your room is on the fourth level just across my son, Aaden. Go. If you try to escape, well, you have no where to go to. You belong to the Mafia."
He has a point, i'm under him right now. If I escape, everything will be gone. I close his office door and began finding my way to the fourth floor. Every single level was amazing and somehow mysterious. It's like once you enter a room, you'll never know what's in there. And I don't wish to be killed. This house belong to the Mafia! I find my way to my room but every door look the same. I heard loud blasting music coming right next to me. Ok, this is his son's room and this could be mine. I open the door on the left side and there was a huge bed with my things on the bed. I saw a gun next to the bed, there was a note. It says, :
The gun is for your protection. Keep it safe.
Carl.
I took the gun with my fingers and drop it into the drawer. It could be dangerous.
"Hm...You are the next boss." I jump up. A little shocked. I turn my head and there was a hot guy leaning on the door. He had dark brown hair, in a messy way. He was pale and had amazing green eyes. He wore a tightly fitted white shirt showing off his abs.
"I guess, I'm alleria by the way. Call me glow."
"What the hell was my father thinking?" He slam the door without saying his name. Well, that was a great start. I sighed and just fall flat on to the bed, the next thing I knew I was falling asleep.
The next morning, someone woke me up by splashing cold water all over me.
"I'm up! I'm up.! " I open my eyes and there he was. Mr.Villeneuve son stood there.
"I have to train you." He said and walk out of the door.
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Подростковая литератураAlleria Glow Nixon is a 17 year old. She's an orphan wanting to be adopted all her life after her family got killed in front of her own eyes. She finally gets adopted by a Mafia family. They make her the successor of the mafia boss position but gets...