Cindy Lowe, the daughter of the #1 most dangerous mafia leader in England. She is confident, dangerous, intelligent and has a body "to die for". Cindy moves from London to New York due to her father's business. New city means a new school and new fr...
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SLAMMING THE CAR DOOR I walk into the bar and straight down the stairs, ignoring everyone around me. I'm not gonna lie I'm fucking fuming and I can't wait to punch which ever tall cocky and arrogant guy is out there who thinks he can beat me because I'm a woman. I walk into the dressing room and once again it's empty, confirming that I'm fighting a guy. Applying my signature cover up makeup look I tie my hair up in a ponytail and use concealer to cover up any obvious tattoos apart from my rose. As I finish Taylor walks into the room with his eyes closed and hand covering his face "are you decent? I can come back in a minute" he says before bumping into the door he had just opened and stumble back with a shocked look on his face as he opens his eyes, he then panics and turns away only to bump into the wall making me burst out laughing before going over and helping him up before confirming to him that I'm not naked. Taylor straps my hands up and gives me some stretches to do whilst he tells me what he saw of my opponent. "Everyone else is sitting by the bar and betting on you, Grey said he'd look out to see if anyone in particular is here and looking suspicious, just go and kick ass out there we all know you will, specially with everything going on" he says before hugging me. Once he leaves I take a moment to breathe in and out, completely clearing my mind with nothing but determination filling it. Hearing my name being called I walk out of the room and straight through the crowd, I notice my opponent already there: 6ft, broad, tattoos, just the usual but this time, I'm not doing my usual fighting, I'm annoyed, and he's getting the bad end of the stick. "Im so sorry" I say to the guy in a very innocent voice taking him back, a confused look across his face. "Wait what why?" He says just as the bell goes signalling the start of the fight. "Because today, I'm pissed." I say before punching him square in the face. I smirk as he falls backwards then snarl at him as my eyes hold no emotion, a wicked smile forming on my face, "Now, where to begin?".
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