Relentless

HEY GUYS. My names Freya and i've never written a wattpad before :0 Please give me some comments on how to improve and all. There is Drug content Sexual and Strong Language please don't kill me haha

yeah this is like one of those gang stories but like the term 'gang' makes it sound stupid

without further ado xx

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Chapter One

When I say Australia what do you think of? Sunny Bondi, Surfers or Tanned happy people with a funny accent?

That is our exterior. Our mask.

The Underworld of every Country ceases to be the dark side of every Nation. The glamour of drugs and guns. A corrupted "gang" with a lethal leader that has no mercy. To be quite frank He just has no patience.

The Great Whites.

Did you shiver a bit? Liar. The Clichè that everyone knows is completely and utterly an understatement.

Kill or be Kiilled.

Thats what my Father told me. Anthony Carino. And no he isn't the leader. He's the right hand man of 22 year old. That's right a 22 year old. He's the leader. His name?  Kieran. Kieran Sohi. I've never met him. I've seen him. The predictable strong build and golden hair. Loud, extremely loud. Dad and Him get along fine. Kieran gets alot of advice from him. Considering his own Dad got up and bolted the minute he was a fetus. Fortuntely yet so cheesy Dad is like a father to him.

My role in this buisness which in my opinion is heartless and life threateningly aggravating. My Mother taught me the art of luring in druggies over their head and behind payment. She disappeared too without a trace along with two other baiters in our clan.

There aren't many women in the game. It's a mans world. I'd personally rather be out there holding the gun. But of course at the end of the day I'm the one cleaning them. Our job?

It's simple,

Look hot

Get to the club

Lure him in

Act Drunk

Wait for the signal

Leave the rest for the boys.

Honestly, it disgusts me how easy it is. When the gleam of his ring finger tells you this is what most men end up being. Low lifes. Scumbags. Cheaters.

15 I started. I was just a kid. Of course now now its legal for me to do anything I please. Except leave. No one leaves. Unless you're kill or kidnapped. That's practically the only way out.

"Piper? We're out smoking a fag join us." called Travis. My brother. Older Brother. The unfortunate brother that had to be sucked in first. What a Tragedy.

"Sure." I replied. I walked out to the terrace where a couple lads were lounging around. I spotted Travis on the other side sitting on a deck chair. Yeah a fag he said, liar. It's not unlike them to get into the drugs seeing as they have perfect access to them not to mention that theres absolutley no price either. I sat down next to him as he passed the blunt. I sighed as i inhaled the pathetic paper wrapped toxic.

"So Piper we have a job tonight..." Dave started.

"Where?"

"The Bulls Club. His name is Peter. A shit face if you ask me. He's behind on payment. Seriously behind, Ella told us outsiders are talking about him running."