Chapter 1- Gambler

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My dad is a gambler and a drinker, always causing my life to be hell wherever I am. I'm a pretty good student, I may be a senior and not have to take classes all day but I fill my schedule with classes. It's mid 2nd semester, nothing is different except dad has been going to work a whole lot more, I only know this because he has been getting up early each morning.

It's currently 4th hour, the hour before lunch, I pack it myself cuz that's just easier for me. To be honest both my parents are dead to me at this point and time. I don't know why I'm writing this in band, cuz ya know the teacher is busy talking to a section of the band that does not consist of clarinets. But ya kn-

"Is Adore Gideon in here?" A messenger from the office walked in, everyone turned their heads to look at me, and some people started to whisper to their friends nearby.

"I-im right here.." I mumble and raise my hand.

"Pack your stuff up, someone is withdrawing from school." she announced.

I pack my stuff up, locking it in my band locker. I wonder who is taking me out of school, because I know that it is not my parents. Walking through the halls, people who are walking past me just stare at me as they or I walk by. I get to the office, pulling the door open, there is some tall dude dressed in black, he has tattoo's up and down his arms. He is kinda hot.

"So ahh who is picking m- GAH!" he grabs my arm and pulls me into a White Range Rover.

"Here is the rules he wants you to follow, Never leave his side during social events, don't leave the house without him knowing or saying. No more school, you must attend training, and you share a room with him. Say as that is where Bree stays." he sternly says.

"First of all, who the hell are you? And who are you talking about?I yell at him, in confusion.

"Morg, Morgan Strange." my jaw tenses as he says the name.

"So the states biggest and best gang leader has, wants me?" I looked at him in a shocked way. I don't think he has the right person.

"Yes, your father couldn't pay so he gave up on you... proof that no one will love you." see even this dude knows that no one wants to love me.

The rest of the car drive was silent. I have no clue on what Morgan looks like, I just know that he is big in this state. Plus I didn't even know he had a kid, where is the kid's mom? Pretty much i sat on my phone scrolling through TikTok, scrolling through insta, watching YouTube, doing stuff any other normal human being.

We Arrived

We enter the property through gates, this is a long driveway, but it hides the house well, it is beautiful, obviously has gardeners to take care of it. Otherwise it would not look this good. We pull up to the house, no not house, it's practically a mansion, but it looks newly built. Oh my gosh... he is standing outside, I don't know how I feel about this.

He walks up to my door, opening, pulling me out.

"I hope Hernadez has filled you in." he slams the door, causing me to flinch, "we show you off tonight at the city get-together." he pulls me inside.

"D-do I have to go tonight? You see ahh.. Everyone in the city practically looks down on me.." i say cautiously.

"Does it look like I care" he speaks to me as if i'm a piece of crap, but i'm used to it. "Start getting ready, the hair team is here, ready to give whatever is growing out of head a makeover."

Shesh. A Little harsh, but ah sounds like I'm getting a makeover today. "Where exactly are they?"

"Follow.."rolling his eyes and showing me to our bathroom... ugh please let us not have to share this room.

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