The Boss's Daughter

chapter 1

Life in the Mafia Game isn't for the weak. You're taught to be strong.

Taught to be a liar. 

Taught to profile.

Taught to never trust anyone too much.

And taught to be a killer...

Your kids are definitely no exception. Because once they're old enough, you teach them everything you were taught. It starts at a young age. Drilled into your brain, that you CANNOT be weak, or you die.

Oh but don't get it confused. I'm not a parent in this scenario.... Nah. I'm the child. And for the past 10 years.. I've been taught to kill and be like my parents.

See my father... is the Mafia BOSS.. The leader. And me? Well if anything were to happen to him, its up to me to take over. Everyone follows my orders.. no matter how old I am.

That may seem like a lot of fucking pressure for a teenager. My brother was next in line before me. However, he wanted nothing to do with the business. Anyway, I might be young, but around here, you go straight from kid to an adult. No time for games or fun or boys most of the time. Yet I still manage a somewhat normal life.
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Irish pov

Growing up with this state of mind left me in a dark place most of the time. I had anger issues early in life. Even at the age of 8 I was taught to fight. My teachers weren't too fond of me. I cussed them out too.. Even the boys were scared of me.

I didn't do anything severe but... enough to get me pulled out of school and permanently homeschooled until junior high. I graduated early at the age of 16.

I've never liked the whole Mafia business to be honest. My parents life style caused me to grow up faster than most girls should have to.

Because I'm the daughter of the most powerful boss in the state, others have attempted to kidnap and or kill me.

My mom used to work on the other side but during one of their missions, she fell in love with my dad.

After finding out that she was pregnant with my brother, she crossed over and married my father.

Crazy huh?

The one thing that has always bothered me is... I have a body guard...

Derek is like the most annoying person I've ever met.. he's not too much older than me but he's always in my business.

He just stands or sits in the corner of whatever room I'm in to make sure I don't ya know... get kidnapped or die... or have any fun

But.... he is very cute. However, he likes guys and doesn't wanna admit it.

"Oh Derekkkkkk." I sang in a high pitch tone.

"I'm going out to eat with Sir"

"Irish-"

"I promise I will be back for kick boxing so chill" I said as I tied my shoes

"What about your dad?"

"What about him? I'm 17. I do have a life" I said as I rolled my eyes

I grabbed my bag and walked out my door. Footsteps followed close behind me meaning Derek was following

"Leave me alone." I groan

Right as I was about to leave, my name was called from behind. My dad's harsh voice boomed and echoed through the hall.

Fuck... busted

"What?" I ask turning around.

"Trying to leave the house again?"

He ask while slowly walking over.

"I'm so sorry officer, am I on house arrest?"

"Irish..." He said in a warning tone.

"Dad, mom told you to stop keeping me locked in here. Everyone else might be scared of you, but I'm not."

"Don't disrespect me."

"You wanna see disrespect?" I chuckled.

"Do you really wanna try me?" His eyes grew darker as he stepped to me.

I rolled my eyes and sighed in defeat.

"MOM!!" I scream out in frustration

The sound of high heels clicking on the marble floor echoed through the hallway.

She showed up from out the shadows in her expensive shimmering skin tight dress and heels. Dazzling like a model as usual

"Darling, what is your pretty head troubled about now?" She asked stroking my curly jet black hair

"Dad won't let me leave." I whined

She turned to him, giving him a look. He groaned. He walked up to her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Baby she doesn't need to be out partying. She needs to stay and train."

"Partying? She's going out to eat with her best friend. She's been training non stop since she was 8.. Irish knows what to do in case of emergency."

She said softly

"Please dad?"

He sighed and smiled at me

"Ok Pumpkin.. Only if Derek stays in the car the whole time."

"Deal!" I squealed

I kissed my dad on the cheek and hugged my mom before grabbing Derek's arm and yanking him from where he was standing

Sir stood leaning on his new shiny silver Tesla. Dressed like a baddie as usual.

And me wearing my usual

"Bitchhhhhhh we look immaculate! But your outfit is giving extra." he squealed.

"I'm extra? Look at you! And why are you standing like that?" I scrunched my eyebrows.

"Hush. I'm giving the girls 'model'." He gasped as he posed again.

"Too bad it's giving slenderman." I joked as I mocked his pose.

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Thought I start the first chapter with some drama😌💯 I missed writing soooooo much!!!