Protecting Her

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Jezzabelle Pov

"Sweetie, come down here for a moment!" My mother shouts from downstairs as I rolled my eyes while finishing up my talking with my bestfriend Kesaia on the other end of my phone.

"I have to go now or else she'll personally come up here and talk my ear off about how my father thinks it's un-lady like to arrive late when being called upon" I groaned out as Kesaia's laugh was heard on the other end of the phone.

"See you tomorrow J. Hey, remember to wake your ass up before noon cuz I ain't gonna be waiting up in your house all day long again because you slept in until 5 in the afternoon" She comments as I laugh at the memory.

"Well it was a win win situation anyways, you know you love coming over to check out the pool boy" I retort back as she gasps.

"You bitch, but you ain't lying though" She says before laughing again as I hear the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs outside of my bedroom door,

"Shit, I gotta go. See you tomorrow"

Hanging up the phone, I quickly opened the bedroom door seeing my mother standing at the top of the stairs with her hand on her forehead.

"You've known you're entire life that your father is not a patient man"

"Sorry mother"

"It's fine. There's actually something I wanted to talk to you before you go into his office right now"

My mother puts both hands on my shoulders looking at me nervously as I tried to understand what the heck was happening right now.

"When you go inside your fathers office, I want you to be calm and think before you speak, okay" She says looking at me with a look I've never seen on her face before.

"Lady Jezzabelle, your father is instructing you come right at this moment" A deep familiar voice says behind my mother as I looked behind her seeing two of my fathers main henchmen awaiting for me to follow them downstairs.

I followed them both confused and irritated for some strange reason.

They opened the large black doors leading to my fathers office as I noticed a group of men in there already that I've never seen before.

"Bella! Come, sit" My father says sternly gesturing to the chair in front of his desk as I sat in front of him nervously,

"There's someone I'd like for you to meet" he says as I now noticed the dark tall figured man standing beside his chair,

"Bella, this is my long time friend, Aleksander Vasiliev"

As soon as those words left his lips, my body froze.

Aleksander Vasiliev? As in the Russian mafia leader that no one has seen face to face, well besides the dead people who already have but died within seconds after meeting him.

I've known my father was in touch with many mafia leaders before since he was one of the best, but never had I thought he'd be involved with the most deadliest one in the country.

My father was a mafia leader, yes, but he wasn't considered a daunting and terrifying leader as the one beside him now.

"As you already know, ever since you were born, you were going to be taking my place in this kingdom our family has built for many generations"

As soon as he started talking about me taking over the family mafia, my heart stopped.

Okay, Yes I have known that this day was going to come. No, I did not know this day was going to happen so fricken soon!

Being an only child to a mafia leader would've been a great thing if the child was a boy, but since my mother's family is known for having girls, I was made.

My father wanted to continue to get my mother pregnant after me so we can have a male heir to take his position but a drastic accident happened soon after my mother left the hospital when I was born.

She was soon back in the hospital the same day she left and this time she was unable to have children. The driver was killed in the accident and my mother survived somehow.

My father went through a large murder spree after finding out her loss in child birth for the rest of her life was on purpose, especially from the enemy my father was constantly in war with back then.

After getting rid of those bastards, my father made up his mind that I would be the next in line for his leader position, woman or not.

My mother of course, love the idea. Me? Totally NOT!

Of course I love my parents and I would never judge them for their choice of occupation, but I cross the line at myself becoming some murderer or killer or whatever the heck my father calls himself.

I just turned 21 last week and already he's trying to force me to take his position already, as if he doesn't know he's barely 39.

I never wished to be a mafia leader, who the hell wants to be born into a mafia family in the first place?!

The only reason why I kept up with my fathers stupid nagging about me becoming a mafia leader was because I was tired of watching my mother every single night my fathers away for one of his "business" trips. She cries herself to sleep every night praying to god that he was going to make it back home safely.

Maybe if I took his spot in this mafia, she wouldn't need to worry anymore.

"Bella, what do you think?" My fathers voice cuts me out of my thoughts as I looked up seeing both him and Aleksander awaiting for me to say something.

"What?" I ask confused as my father rolled his eyes before placing a piece of paper in front of me.

"Aleksander and his son have already signed but we're just waiting on your signature" My father says with a smile as I looked down in shock seeing the large words at the top of the paper in front of me.

MARRIAGE CONTRACT

WHAT THE FUCK?!

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