The Mob Princess

I have to learn how to trust him-Brooklyn

After last night I looked at Joe almost in a different light. I get he really was trying to protect me, the thing I cant seem to wrap my head around is the fact that my father didnt even tell me just shipped me away. Last night was enough to shake me and Im not the type of person who gets shaken up, I always been that tough as nails girl that no one could touch. I was raised to believe that I was untouchable that no one could fuck with me. My father always gave me the best of everything told me that no one would ever hurt me or he would kill them. But instead here I am a thousand miles from home and everything I ever known and anyone I ever know to be dumped with a bodyguard that lets be honest probably only sees me as a paycheck. My father is fucking Anthony Gravino the underboss of one of the most powerful and dangerous crime families ever your telling me he couldnt handle this situation shipping me off was the only option to a guy I had never even met before and now Im stuck here with him for god knows how long. Im not even allow to speak to anyone from my life my father included.

 I fell back against the bed, I feel my chest began to tighten and it became hard to breathe. I feel the sweat start to bead on my forehead this was it I was having a full blow panic attack. I havent had a full blow panic attack since my father didnt come home for a week after one of his associates was found dead and we thought that he might have been with him. I was only 17 when that happened, I was sent to stay with my Grandmother when it happened. I struggled the entire time not knowing if my father was alive and my mother was already dead, died in childbirth with me. I was my fathers only child and I was his world to be honest he was mine. No man ever could hold a candle to my father because from a young age he taught me on how a man should treat me and instilled the fact that I should never settle for less. Did this make me difficult..maybe but in the end I knew how I should be treated by a man and I knew my worth which is more than I can say for alot of girls my age. 

I dont know how long I sat in that bedroom, I really didnt want to come out I didnt want to have to face Joe because at this point my nerves had broke me and I feel like if I go out there that persona I am trying to keep up may break and Im not willing to break, thats not who I am, Im Anthony Gravino's daughter Mob Princess the head bitch in charge not some week girly girl that needs a mans protection. I dont know why there is something about Joe though that I dont kinda makes me wonder if I should quit being so difficult with him. He is the only person at this point I have right now, and right now its evident that  there has to be a contract out on me and whoever was sent to do this job obviously was good and knew how to find me. I like to say I didnt know why anyone would want to hurt me but I know and it isnt even so much to do with me and everything to do with my father and the family business. Its honestly part of it you learn to accept it, did I ever think it would happen to me shit no but here we are, I have a contract on my life for a business Im not even a part of and now I have to lay my life out to Joe and hope that he is going to be able to keep me safe.

I must have drifted off because when I woke the sun had began to set and there was a knock on the door

"Brooklyn...Brooklyn"

I sat up and stretched for a minute I didnt reconize the voice then it clicked ..Joe.

"yea"

"Brooklyn you been in that room all day you think you want to come out and eat"

"I...I guess"

"come on out we can order some food"

" I guess let me get dressed Ill be out in a minute"

" Ill be waiting for you Brooklyn"