WANTED

WANTED

Helenn

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Who pulls the trigger on a mission with their eyes closed? Maybe someone as crazy as me, that was the beginning of my troubles. The plan was simple, kill the Italian Don and get the fuck out of the building, but what happens when Cara kills the wrong man and leaves the wrong man alive? Now she's on the run and the Don will stop at nothing till he has her beating heart in his hand. Don Dante wanted nothing more than to kill the woman who shot his right-hand man, what he didn't expect was that his heart was going to beat for the enemy. An enemy he wants dead at the same time alive. Find out how this story unfolds.

Chapter 1 Damsel in Distress

If I don't leave this place as soon as possible I might end up killing someone and I won't be held responsible for my actions.

Who do they take me for? some stupid damsel in distress? it even annoys the hell out of me to think of myself as one.

My father happens to be the Don of the Russian mafia and keeps me away from anything that concerns the mafia, they never let me in on anything. Whenever I ask a question I'm told to stay out of it and my dad in his famous words " the mafia is no place for a woman" and I wonder if all the other women I see parading the mansion had their balls cut off.

This brings me back to my present predicament, I was arguing with my dad to let me go with them on their new assignment, but what do I get? He again throws his famous words at me.

I sigh in frustration because well since I'm being nice he isn't taking me seriously so it's either my way or the highway.

I smile to myself as my beautiful evil plan begins forming in my head. I can't wait to start, let's see who the real boss is.

I go back to my room looking defeated, well that was what I want them to believe. A helpless-looking damsel. I couldn't help but laugh evilly to myself. If only they knew what was coming their way.

I entered my room and made sure the door was securely locked behind me. Immediately the door was locked I ran to my laptop on my bedside table and jumped on my bed.

A girl gotta make herself comfortable, especially when watching a life movie.

They think I'm stupid, poor Don's daughter. They wish. They never tell me anything so I have my ways, a girl gotta do what she has to do. So that is why I'm sitting on my bed watching my dad and his men make their secret plans. Yeah I know I said they never let me on anything, but that doesn't mean I don't know everything. Like I said I have my ways.

I listened in on their plan silently. Oh and if you are wondering how I can watch them, let's just say that beautiful picture of me my dad has in his office has the answer. You can figure out the rest yourself. They look so serious. I bet you anyone who disturbs them at the moment would get a bullet to the head. Not like I won't like the extra drama.

They go over their plan and I watch them not missing a single word, everything sounds easy to achieve like taking a walk in the park. But who am I kidding, there is no such word as easy in the mafia.

By the end of their meeting, I already had wicked ideas coming together in my head waiting to be unleashed. I can't wait for the action.

Damsel in distress about to be their distress.

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