A Touch Of Emerald

dante

We kept on walking until our car came into view. I stopped walking when i realized the car in which my best friend decided to rescue me with.

A black Bugatti Veyron.

My Black Bugatti Veyron.

I may be rich, and i may be able to get whatever i want, but i have never taken advantage of that luxury. My father and the rest of the Family work hard to get that money, including me.

But my father isn't stupid nor is he careless, so he has raised me to understand that money isn't everything, it may be a huge help, but how much you have of it shouldn't imprint on your personalty.So yes, i am rich, but it has no affect on the person I am. The only thing that i take more pride in than anything else, are my Kids.

I have three of them and i couldn't be any more grateful for the joy they bring me. First, theres Dante, a black Bugatti Veyron. Then there is Lucifer,BMW I8 , and last but not least, Angel, my Mercedes G class.

And never have i EVER let anyone drive my cars. Everybody knows not to mess with my children. And yet.. here we are, standing in front of Dante. I look over at Dylan, to see him smiling at me with the most innocent look on his face.

He will face my wrath.

"You have fifteen seconds to explain to me why you have my child." He even had the nerve to kidnap my eldest.

He looked at me sheepishly when he tried to defend himself, key word, tried."I was in a hurry?"

I gave him an accusing stare."Really? Because you don't sound so sure to me."

"Please don't kill me." He pleaded in a hurry, and one eye closed. He genuinely looked horrified.

Good.

I went over my options, i could either forgive him and move on, or, i could teach him a lesson to never mess with my children again.

I chose the second option.

I looked at him and smile" Its ok Dylan, were best friends right?"

He looked at be in disbelief.He then gave me a smile so big that his mild dimples were on full display.

If he only knew what was about to happen to him.

"Hey can i have your phone of a second?"I asked with the sweetest smile i could muster up.

He didn't object either, the minute i had his phone i put it in my pocket and moved towards my car.He looked confused but said nothing as he walked to the passengers seat and threw me my keys.

I screamed a scream so loud, a deaf person would've pleaded for mercy. He looked back at the place i was pointing at with a panicked expression on his ugly little face. I simply stood there, still pointing at the nothingness behind the tree, He didn't have to know that though. When he understood what was going on, he started to walk towards the direction i was pointing at.

The minute he turned his back to me, i got int he car with no hesitation and switched it on.

The second the engine boomed, Dylan turned around and looked at me in confusion.I moved the car so that i was next to him.

"You never mess with my children again, you hear me?" When it finally dawned on him, the confusion on his face quickly vanished and were replaced with the look of true horror.

He knew what was about to happen."Good luck getting home, bitch."

........

It was already five in the morning when i got home.I parked my car in the garage and said goodnight to all my joys, and began walking to the porch which led to the house.

The way it works is that The Leader or "Boss"(my father) lives in a house with just him and his family.He must also provide another house for all of the members who cannot afford one for themselves.

I of course live at my dad's place. And Dylan lives in the Family house.Dylan wasn't an original member, meaning he wasn't born into the Mafia. Dylan and I originally met in high school. From the first day i was there he has always stuck by my side like a piece of chewed up gum that got stuck in your hair. You don't know how, where, or why it got stuck, but it did.

And i hated him for it, until eventually he won me over and we had stared becoming friends. Dylan is also a wizard when it comes to technology, which is why when he noticed i was acting a little wired and distant, he hacked into my laptop and found everything.

The only reason i was acting strange or"Like an addict who lost her supplier in the super market" as he so kindly put it, was because i was preparing for my very first mission. And he caught me red handed.

When i told my father about it, expecting him to yell at me for being so careless, he was very amused and intrigued that a 17 year old was able to hack into a computer that was secured my a mafia. So he asked me to bring him in, and i did. And that is how he came to work here with me, for the past 5 years.

At first i thought it was weird that he would so blindly accept the offer to join the mafia, just like that. But i realized not long after that Dylan's parents had disowned him and he was living with his alcoholic uncle. So when he got the chance to leave his life behind and start fresh, he took it with open arms. Not that i could blame him.

I was now walking into the Family House, even though i don't live there and I'm not the leader just yet, i still enjoy sitting with the rest of the members and making sure everything was in shape.

As i open the door, i expected Tati, who was basically my second mother, standing behind the counter, baking cookies for the rest of the house, Laughing and singing and just being Tati.

But what i saw when waked in the house, was the absolute opposite of what i had expected, what i saw.. was absolutely horrifying. I have been training in the mafia since i was 15, i was prepared fro anything. But in all my 7 years in training,

Nothing could have prepared me for what i was looking at.