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/! INTRODUCTION (part 1)

Hey you! My name is Princia Martinez. I have liven in the mafia life since the day i was born. i know how it works, how it should be done, and most importantly how backstabbers people are and only care about money and being rich.

Not gonna lie, this life isn't easy at all. but i can count myself one of the rare girls that admire that thing. i love the feeling of being in charge, of being powerful, of being IN CONTROL. I am a girl that always get what she wants. and that is never gonna change. NOTHING can make me feel unworthy. i have two brothers which of course they're gonna take over the mafia after my father. Daniel fucking Martinez. One of the most powerful and most known mafias in the whole fucking world. One of the things i love about my family is that we always stick for each other. I would die for my brothers or my parents, always and forever. My parents named me Princia because after my brothers they lost hope of getting a girl. let's just say i came unexpectedly. They have raised me telling me that i am their  "little princess". Even my brothers treat me like i am still 10 years old when i am 17. My mom doesn't always agree of me being involved in this world, she wants me to go to high school, fall in love and have a normal life like any teenager my age and leave the boys handle this. but she doesn't understand. I love everything about being in the mafia. the attention i get, or the feeling of fighting. I have learned many things by growing up, one of them is to NEVER TRUST PEOPLE. I enjoy feeling pain, when i am fighting the best feeling is when someone hits me so i can feel something. it reminds me that i am not heartless after all. i dont believe in love, don't get me wrong i never got heartbroken or anything, hell no one even dare to cross me. but it isn't real. it's just some fantasy that people convinces themselves with. i believe that people get obsessed then looses interest. just like that.

But i always look at my parents and how they are "in love" or whatever they call that shit. how my dad treats my mom like the queen she is. it makes me thinks that maybe being married is not that bad, but it's not my thing. i want to keep on growing to be an independent woman. who cares about feelings when you can be powerful and do whatever the fuck you want. Everyone has seen the bitchy side of me. only my family saw the caring part, deep down i am still that nice little girl that cares for everyone. but i never show it, it will get me hurt and heartbroken. but i don't have time to even deal with this. i love life. it's like a mystery, a game. and this is MY game, MY rules.

I am so close to my dad, i am his princess after all. he never wanted me to get involved in this as well but well he can't say no to me. puppy eyes always works. no one wanted me to be involved in this to be honest EXCEPT my big brother. Jason. He taught me everything i know. he's my best friend. My boy version. Me and him have the same personality. Literally we think the same and act the same. I trust him with my life. i know i said before to not trust anybody, but he's not just "anybody". he's my family. my soulmate. We had dreamt of ruling together this mafia since i was 5 years old. Don't get me wrong i love my other brother Tristian . but he doesn't want to be involved in this life and we all respect him for that. My dad bought him his own villa and a car in New York. where he lives with his girlfriend. God i am so excited to share my story with you and how simple and pretty my life is, how i didn't worry about anything until i met HIM.