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past comes to present

Jocelyn's POV

Before I could find words Blaze storms off and locks himself in his room. Jace also just walks out of the house with a sick smirk on his lips. Okay what the actual fuck is happening right now. Im turning into some lame ass cliché and its gonna end right the fuck now. I take a bobby pin out of my hair and unlock the door and walk right in. He is franticly talking on the phone in italian and pacing back and forth. He looks at me, with eyes dark from anger and hangs up on the person that is yelling loud enough to where I can hear it. " Look, Jace is gonna do anything possible to get us apart so he can win this bet and honestly I think we should break up until i win this bet." I say with my arms crossed over my chest. "So... You pick a bet over me?!" he says with a cold hard tone. " Its not that i pick it over you its that im trying to save us so he doesnt do anything to make us hate each other. Because if I remembered right you promised to still be my friend even if we dont work out." He lets out a long, hard sigh of thought, processing everything i just said. "you have a point but i'm not gonna stand here and act like i'm not livid right now." we stand in awkward silence for awhile till he claps his hands sending me out of my distant thoughts." Well i have places to be so if you dont mind." he gently pushes me out the door frame and walks out the door and out the house. With all this stuff on my mind I decided to do something i havent done in awhile and that is go see my dad. I know your thinking that is not a very serious task but it is. Now i think it is time to tell my back story. So my dad is in the mafia. He is the most well know kingpin between here and Italy. When my mom and dad married he kept his involvement in the mafia a secret until the day the house got shot up. When she found out she was crushed. She couldn't handle everything that came with being married to the mafia and she wanted out. So she left, and soon after that she found out she was pregnant with me and wanted me to never find out about the mafia that im blood bonded to. But my dad wouldnt let that happen and I learned everything there is to know about the mafia by the age of 13. My mother hates that im basically apart of everything my dad does and that my life is at risk everyday because i am known to be the seed of the kingpin. The only thing she doesn't hate is that she is filthy rich because of my dad. Being raised with my mom most of my life I learned that even though you have money you cant spend it all willy nilly or act like your better than someone. Though my dad is the complete opposite. He throws money to the wind because he is a billionaire. He knows as long as the mafia runs he wont ever run out of money. He did not want me to go to college. He wanted me to come work for him but i chose college. Education is important and i really want it. So he has been calling me to come talk to him about school but i know he wants to show me some guys that work for him because he wants his dear princess to marry in the mafia and keep the legacy going. I get dressed and grab my things and jump in the white car he got me. To daddy's house we go.

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Once I pulled up to the gate of the large mansion I soak up the familiar sight. Men guard outside the gate and walk the perimeter of the house. " excuse me do you have an appointment with Mr. Morizoni." a voice blares out of the intercom. " I do indeed." i say back to the voice. "well... Whats your name." the voice says impatiently . " Jocelyn and i'm not exacly sure who you are using that tone of voice with cause it is not me." Nobody Ms. Jocelyn, im using that tone of voice with nobody." the person over the intercom says submissively and realizing who they were talking to before opening the gate. I pull into the big drive way and quickly park. I step out of the car and and walk to the big front door and take a deep breathe. "lets do this".I say to myself. I look down at myself and see that my daddy will be proud. I look like a women, more like the women he wants me to be. I have on a white shirt with that doesnt have sleeves but goes around my neck like a halter top. Also the back of the shirt has a long tail that damn near hits the ground. I have black jeans with slits in the knees and white red bottom pumps. This whole oufit he bought for me and told me to only wear when i am about to turn twenty and im coming to see him. Both of those things i'm about to do so i wore this to make him happy. He would be disappointed if i came in with chucks, a black crop tee and ripped jeans on. As i walk inside my heels click on the marble floor and i walk straight into his office. When he looks up to see me a smile stretches on his lips. He stands up and looks my up and down before saying anything to me. My dad is about 6'9 and has a models body.(one of the reasons my mom still wants to do certain things with him even though she denies that she does.) he has hair like Zayn Malik that falls into his eyes most of the time but sometimes is in a messy quiff. My dad looks younger than he really is which makes women of all ages swoon for him. He walks over to me and envelopes me in a tight embrace and spins me around." la mia principessa come stai"? He says to me in italian which means my princess, how are you. " Molto bouna" i say back to him which means very good. With a smile never leaving his lips he sits me down in the chair in front of he desk and he goes to sit down in his chair. " My, you have grown up so much it is crazy." he says looking at me with the very same eyes i have. " At a lost for words I smile at him and nod my head. Im honestly happy to see my dad being that we never spend time together. So i think i'm going to make it my duty to come to his house more often just to hang out. " Daddy, to be honest I miss you and do you think I can maybe come over more often."? I can tell everything i am saying is making him super happy. " baby girl your welcome to live here if you want." he replies with a smile. " I always talk to the guys about you and I want you to meet some of them. I will go get them, stay here." he says while standing up and stretching." god my back is killing me" he says under his breathe. When he stretched his suit came up and revealed one of his many tattoos. Probably one of the most important ones. It is the one that represents the mafia. Is a black stallion with a small red diamond on its back like a black widow. All the men who work for my dad have the same tattoo. I heard the door start to open and my dad walk in. Behind him are three guys that look awful familiar as they start to turn into my line of view in front of me. As if we all thought the same thing , me and the three guys eyes widened. " Jace, Xzavier, Blaze, this is my dear little princess Jocelyn."

A/n heyy guys i have not known what to write in a long time so if you have suggestions of what you want to happen next or things I can change message me. Thank you to GRRRLGERMS for the awesome cover and Dont forget to comment , share, and vote. Happy reading everyone

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