**correct me if there are any grammatical mistakes, I am not very good at it **
**All pictures are taken from Google I don't own any of these**
A lost mafia princess
Suffering, emptiness,and torture made her who she is, people think that it is bette...
15 years later Ariel's p o v I woke up in my own blood pool seeing myself as the deadliest assassin, I still cannot defend myself from David whom once I used to call 'dad' but which was before until I saw his true Colors. I stood up slightly wincing from the pain which shoot out of in my ribs I walk to my cabinet size washroom and took out the medical kit and eat two Advil and started tending my bruises and wounds .Once I finished, I carefully took a cold shower because, in David opinion I am not worthy for a warm shower but I take a lot at my penthouse obviously bought it with the money I earn from my assassinations, street fighting and Street racing I got dressed in my outfit *Picture above* ,before putting on my signature leather jacket I went out and made breakfast for him finishing I left the house leaving to lanes I went to my baby.
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I don't park in front of my house because that son of a bitch will sell it for his alcohol and drugs. I started my journey towards the hell hole opppss ..sorry ...school. I have already graduate and have a degree in lawyer doctor, fashion designer and business studies but I go to school for my 3 dumbass of those friends whom I love more than my life but I would not tell them *wink* *evil smirk* ,as soon as I park my bike all stares were on me but this was nothing new for me as I was that typical bad girl of the school your parents would advice to stay away from oh shittt... I didn't introduce myself well I am Ariel Harrison I know (sucks to suck) I am basically the deadliest assassin 'The Nightangle" you see I have photographic memory there is one more of my dear friend Marco who had to leave with his parents whom I considered mine ,due to some sort of problem in their Mafia yes they are bulgarian Mafia, enough about myself let's get this day done with I whispered and entered only to be tackled on the ground by none other than three bitches I call my best friends I flip them of , stood up and smack their heads. I know it's rude but they know me very well .
I know it's ver short but there will be an update soon Thanks for selecting my story ~Until next time lovelies ~.
