1 Cassie
In life it's okay to allow yourself to be vulnerable, weak and broken, as long as you don't stay there.
Being who I am, sometimes that's a lesson I tend to forget. I am my biggest enemy.
I Stand in the living room of my fully furnished off campus apartment with my phone in hand, finger hovering my father's number. I need to let him know I arrived okay and to thank him for the apartment.
The gray walls blend well with the black leather couches and the black tables. The space is perfect not to big but not small either.
You'd think being the daughter of one of the strongest ghost mafia families in the U.S I'd be tough as nails. Keeping in the dark while doing what we do makes us untouchable. Then why am I standing in my apartment crying over a stupid boy?
You see I've just graduated high school but have been a workaholic my whole life. After being with my boyfriend for over a year I was planning to finally sleep with him.
It wasn't till I showed up to a party in an attempt to surprise him, that I caught him digging his garden tool in my whore bestie.
I left unnoticed, went home packed, then got on the family jet to Long Beach California. I'm ready to get an early start on my new mission and just to settle into college life in general.
A noise coming from the back room catches my attention prompting me to reach for my dagger in my thigh holster.
The door swings open as a tall red haired skank wearing a blue sun dress walks out with a huff. I stand straight my annoyance rises.
"Really Arlo?" She snaps when she meets my eye. "You didn't even let me walk out the door before having the next bitch walk in?" Oh no.
"First off you Charlie Brown and the great fucking pumpkin looking bitch—"
"Cassie DON'T." Arlo warned grabbing the spray tanned bimbo by the arm pulling her towards the door. "She's my sister, she's fucking crazy and this is her place so you should get the fuck out." He rushes out shoving her out of the door then slamming it.
"Don't you have your own penthouse." I hiss as he leans his back against the door.
His 6'2 form nearly covers the door frame, his brown curls a perfect mess in front of his green eyes. He's shirtless, his tattooed covered flesh grossing me out as I roll my eyes and walk away.
"Dad called, worried about you. He wanted me to make sure you were okay and that you got in safe. However she approached me before leaving the club and I couldn't not bless her with pleasure. Two birds one stone I figured it would be better if she didn't know my real address anyway." He says following behind me.
"Oh yeah? So let her harass me about you huh?" I tut. "Look I didn't move here for you to be up my ass." I say walking through the living room to the kitchen behind it.
It's a small kitchen but the appliances are all black and silver and the fridge stainless steel. "I'm not! I'm just here to make sure that you got in okay and I wanted to take you to the club."
I Spin on my heel to glare at him, crossing my arms over my chest shaking my head. "Bruh! I'm in leggings, my hair is a bird's nest and I've been on a plane for five hours, IT'S EIGHT IN THE MORNING!" I shout tugging at my hair. This man is bonkers if he thinks I'm going anywhere.
"Okay I can see something crawled up your ass causing you to be a massive bitch so imma Bo—OW!" He cries when I throw my dagger at his head. He's lucky I made sure it was the handle that hit him.
"Watch it!" I threaten. His eyes darken as he balls his fist at his side.
"Fine, get your 'beauty sleep' then meet me at the club at Nine. I want to introduce you to your new guards and show you your private room. I've already secured some weapons for you but I want you to add your touches so you're protected at all times. I've also stashed guns and knives all over the apartment." I nod watching him leave the kitchen heading to the room he came out of earlier.
After five minutes he resurfaces dressed in a white tee shirt and black jeans. "There's food in the cabinets. I have an alarm set for the apartment and if you're not at the club by 9 I'll assume you were kidnapped and you have all my men at your door got it?" I roll my eyes but nod.
Our main group is in New York with my dad but Arlo moved here six years ago after graduating high school. Our only other family is in Puerto Rico.
We get our guns and drugs manufactured by grandpa and his crew in Puerto Rico then push them in big cities.
Arlo is being pushy because I'm next to take over when dad steps down but Arlo will be my right hand.
In mafia families the son is supposed to take over but because Arlo isn't my parents birth child he has no claim.
My father saved Arlo from one of the biggest underground sex rings when he was seven years old. He would barely even speak. My parents helped rehome all of the other children but kept Arlo as their own.
You see our family is a little different then your typical familia de mafioso. Yes we make our money through drugs and guns but what we don't do nor approve of is sex trafficking.
My family and I have been secretly shutting down sex trafficking rings all over the world. I've helped shut down five so far, my first being when I was the ripe age of ten.
I picked California state university Long Beach because of the number of missing children and college students. Over two thousand in the last year.
Arlo has a tech guy who helped us discover a hot spot right at this campus leading to a specific underground kingpin. The Roosevelts.
The brothers Roosevelt are notorious in the underground world not just sex trafficking. They own a hospital where they harvest organs for their black market.
I snap out of my thoughts noticing I'm still at my front door when a figure sitting on the ground catches my attention. Fuck her limbs are massive, she's an Amazon.
Her head is bowed into her arms, long black hair curtaining her shoulders. She's in an oversized hoodie with leggings and looks very uncomfortable.
"Are you okay?" I stupidly ask. She pulls her head up, eyes bloodshot.
"I-I'm fin—" just then the door in front of her shoots open as a long legged pale blonde steps out.
Her fake tan, button nose and clouded blue eyes tells me she the typical stuck up slut. I just know the first thing out of her mouth will piss me off.
"I told you to find somewhere else to stay the night. Your brother is sleeping and you're going to wake him up." She hisse
Walk away and mind your business. I tell myself as I will my feet to move and my hands to close my door.
"You mean he'll wake up and leave because you're nothing but a fuck." I slap my hand over my mouth as I hiccup a laugh.
I gasp when the girl stands to her full height towering over both me and the blonde. Wow! Giants exist? The blonde looks to be about 5'10 but this other girl stands almost a foot above her, maybe 6'7?
The blonde bimbo gets in the girl's face with her fist at her side. Oh no bitch. "This is my apartment, I just let you rent a room I'll kick you the fuck out." She smirked in triumph.
"Then my brother really has no reason to come over then, does he?" I mentally cheer for her witty comebacks as the blonde's cheeks change to a deep red.
"Be real you have nowhere to go if I kick you out so do what the fuck I say." Annoyed with how I'm sticking my nose in someone else's business I prop my door open walking up between the girls.
"I'm Cassie, I just moved in next door. Look, how often does this happen?" I ask, waving between them. She peeks past my head before meeting my eye. Fucking giant.
"Im Kat, and at least four times a week." She replies in a soft voice.
"This may seem weird but I have a spare bedroom if you want it, it's yours." She has big blue eyes that light up at my words. When she nods I hear the other girl huff behind me so I spin smirking at her.
"Why don't you mind your business?" She snaps.
"Your plastic ass made it my business when you started throwing threats." Walking around her I bang my fist against the door shouting random nonsense in Spanish before backing away.
"Go grab your shit before this desperate cunt tries anything." I tell her just as the door swings open.
My eyes widen, jaw nearly hitting the floor when another giant standing even taller than Girl is in front of me. He has to bend to fit the door frame.
He has faded black hair, a perfect natural golden tan. He's muscular He's muscular with a chiseled chest leading to perfect abs. Fuck me, like the girl he has Crystal blue eyes that would have any girl weak at the knees.
His perfectly straight button nose leads to perfectly pink lips. He has a light goatee and the perfect sharp jaw. I swear he and his sister were carved by the gods.
My eyes go back
"What the fuck is with all the banging." He snaps glaring at his sister.
"I'm tired of being locked out." She quips.
"You can always stay with dad and Mel." He taunts.
"I'm moving in with Cassie." She retorts, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Who the fuck is Cassie?" He scoffs. What the fuck is his problem? Finally he looks up, meeting my probably now black eyes as my hand itches to grab my knife.
"No! You don't know her. Dads or here." He says dismissively.
"Fuck you Kaden! You're not dad so you don't tell me what to do and he has no fucking authority over me either! I'm fucking moving." She pushes past him as the blonde makes her way to him.
"I'm sorry they woke you. Let's go back to bed." She says seductively pressing her perfectly manicured fingers against his chest. He brings his hands up placing them over hers as he removes them from his body.
I scan the empty hallway noting only five apartments on this floor. Mine and Barbie are side by side while the others are farther down the narrow hall.
For a gringa barbies round ass practically spills out of her black spanks, her fake tits nearly spilling out of her shirt black cami. How is he not taking up that offer?
His eyes meet mine as a smirk graces his face. The blond must notice because I can hear the scoff. Here it comes!
"Seriously kadey?" She adds an awkward laugh as he doesn't break eye contact. This boy is shameless. "Look at her face, do you not see it?"
"NASA can fucking see it." I retorted, rolling my eyes. There's no way I've gotten away doing the jobs I've done and not get scars.
I guess that's why I held on to Julian as long as I did. I embrace my scar but it doesn't mean it doesn't hurt that I can't be like other girls.
If it weren't for tattoos I probably wouldn't have been allowed to go to public school. The scar this bitch is referring to is a long-jagged line across my left eye.
Usually I cover it up but considering everything that's happened last night I don't care anymore. "Couldn't afford surgery to fix it?" She taunts. "I mean if you're living here as a student you must come from money."
"Nah I made my money sleeping with rich men." I reply curling my lips in a victorious grin when her face drops.
"Besides I feel it gives me character. Why would I want to waste money? So I could look like you? Ha! I got better things to spend money on that doesn't need a touch up every few years." I retort with a smirk.
I turn, breaking his intense gaze walking towards my door. When I get to it I lean against the frame, my head pointed to the ceiling, eyes resting, I wait for the girl to resurface.
I can hear Barbie looking bitch arguing with kats brother before kat resurfaces. "Move!" She snaps pushing past the pair walking my way.
I move to the side welcoming her in as her brother tries following. I block him, raising a brow as Barbie stands behind him, face red as tomato.
"Not going to invite me in?" He teases revealing a perfect smile making me cuss him under my breath. How is he so flawless? I fucking hate him.
"I'm too tired to deal with this. Go back to Barbie's apartment." I huff out shaking my head as I turn slamming the door in his face.
When I turned, the girl had a black trash bag held to her chest. "Welcome." Is all I come up with to say to her.
"Thank you for this." She says on the verge of tears.
"You're welcome. You look tired." I say giving a small smile. "I really would like to get to know each other but we've both had long nights. Why don't you settle in, we can both nap then maybe tonight or tomorrow watch movies or something?" She sniffles and nods.
"Hey, thank you for this. Kelsea Was becoming a nightmare to live with and after a year and a half with her shit I almost had to go to my last resort."
"Why don't you live with your brother?" I can't help but ask. Her blue eyes darken as she stares past me.
"My twin lives with some sketchy dude and is very protective of me." She shakes her head out before meeting my eye with a sad smile. I nod and show her the spare bedroom before making my way to my own room.
My phone pings with a message from Julian, my now ex. He's asking when he can come over to spend time before leaving for college but little does he know I'm already gone.
Looking for arlos name I shot him a text for a change in plans. I can't leave Kathy here alone on our first night here.
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A/N - hi everyone I'm back! I hope you guys are ready for the new version of MAFIA SOLDIER SERIES. I'm excited for you to see what I have in store. If you thought it was wild before grab your tissue and be prepared.❤️
