The Gangleader Is A Girl

The Gangleader Is A Girl

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Little Anna never knew what her father actually did , she just knew that the men she knew were like family, she lived with them, she ate with them, she respected them, she played with them when she was younger. Little did she know, she was gonna rule them. Anna's pov: 18 years ago "Daddy, daddy catch me! " I yelled running full force towards him, he caught me and threw me in the air as i was only 3. He laughed at me and put me down so i could play some more with my dolls and he could talk to his friends, i think their his friends anyways... Anna age 21, 18 years later. "Dad " i say with a nod, i fully understood what he did as a job now and knew i was to take over after he stepped down. Which i hope wasn't for a while. " Anna, i am stepping down in a month. You are to take over by then. We shall tell everyone you are the boss tonight, at the ball. Now go get ready" he said with a very professional tone. He's been like this since i was 16. I always called him by his name whe
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"Please dont do this, I don't want it. Please." I plead with him but it's no use. He walks over to me and slams his hand on the wall next to my head, making me jump. "Turn around." He speaks slowly in a low tone. I don't move out of fear and stare at him. "NOW!" I jump and slowly turn around. I feel him move my hair to the side and puts it on. He turns me back around, smiling. "Now, that wasn't so bad." He pauses staring at me. "Make sure you never take this off. Do you understand? Never." He says in a commanding tone, looking into my eyes. I nod silently, he stares at me and gently kisses my cheek. "I will be back for you later." He turns and leaves the room. Once I'm sure he is gone, I go to the mirror. I look at my neck and see it... A leather collar with his name inscripted on it . Damien ***** If you think this is a happy story, it's not so beware. This story includes dark love with obsession and an extreme possessive dominant male.

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