The Gangleader Is A Girl
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Last published Wed, Jan 11, 2017
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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