The Mafia Leaders Daughter(ON HOLD)

7

I woke up the next day and had nothing to do. I cleaned the house spotless the previous day and since I am here alone it doesn't get dirty. I started drafting up a business plan for a small little restaurant I want to open.

Of course I will need a business partner I can trust and one that's over 18 considering my age is such an issue. Damn can't wait to turn 18.

I am always looking for ways to make an extra income.

Making money is easy. You just need to be a hard worker and put your brain to good use. If you want something bad enough you will fight for it.

I bake. I made flyers and I hang it up in shops and stores. I do get hired and I don't overcharge them. If they are rich they pay well. If not any payment is okay.

I have made over 10 thousand dollars alone just with my baking skills.

I plan on asking my father to be my business partner but I kind of don't want him as a partner. The less time I spend with him the better.

After working on my computer for ours I made some lunch.

A chicken sandwich with pizza sauce and mozzarella. Cheese is my weakness along with ice cream and chocolate. I devoured half off my sandwich and I was full.

My phone rang and I answered.

"Hi daddy."

"Hi mija. How is school?"

"Perfect." I said.

"Good. Let me know when you need anything." He sends me ten thousand dollars a month. He bought a house for me to live in Boston. I live there alone but I know he has men watching my place especially after what happened last year. A bunch of bikers were harassing me and after multiple police reports and restraining orders nothing helped until I snapped and killed 4 of them. Yes killed. Charges were dropped because I acted in self defense.

Daddy was raging mad but calmed down a while later.

"I am good. How are you doing daddy?"

"I am good. Just work problems."

"okay." He said his goodbyes and I went back to finishing my food.

I got bored so I got a good idea. I walked into my bedroom made and stripped naked.

I put on the video camera and grabbed my favorite vibrator.

Yes I am a virgin and I love playing with myself and no I don't feel disgusted doing it. It took me a long time getting here to this point where I feel comfortable playing with myself. A very long time and even though I am doing it now there are still some things I am not comfortable with.

I started playing with myself as a sort of therapeutic process. I used to hate sex and the idea of it. I hated men. I still do. By the age of fifteen I had already been molested 423 times. I stopped counting. Obviously not by 423 different people. No! But 423 times. That is not fucken normal. Not for any fucken girl.

I am not proud of it. As a matter of fact I am disgusted by it and because of that I have switched myself of off sex and the idea of it. I hate being touched by people.

After a certain time I realized that it's not normal to feel this way. Sex is supposed to be pleasurable yet I made it my enemy before even trying it. I didn't want to live in fear of it for the rest of my life just because of a few bad experiences I had. So I decided to take it upon myself to explore my body by myself first and once I am comfortable enough I will give the man of my choice a chance which at this point is Vicenceo.

Vicenceo's father and my father are friends. I met him last year and even though he is twenty he is the only person I have ever felt safe with.

Our parents don't approve of our relationship so for now we are keeping it a secret.

I laid on the bed and played with myself while moaning his name. I pictured his succulent lips slurping up my juices and sending me through waves of pleasure.  I was a moaning mess.

When I was done I cleaned myself up and stopped recording. I then sent the video to Vicenceo and waited.

30minutes later I got a response I was waiting for and I smiled.

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Okay guys.

What are your thoughts on this chapter.

Please tell me. This is a bit of a sensitive topic I know but I would like to know what you think any way.