Mafia's contract: Bound by Contract

Life has been quite busy and weird since Father died, leaving Grandpa's legacy at the hands of no one. I have to deal with my company, my cartel and the family business. I have gotten extra responsibilities I never really prepared

for. My ringtone snapped me out of my thoughts. I got a proposal from the Kingston's. A virgin bride in exchange for money. I'll get something I enjoy and fix my inheritance issue. Of course I agreed. I had to be there in an hour.

"Stephan, you know what to do; get rid of the bodies. Make it shine. Simon, find out who sent them."

"Yes, Boss."

"Be fast about it, Stephan; you're coming with me. I have a bride to claim."

"A bride but-"

"Don't even think about it. You know I hate being questioned." I gave my gun one more swipe; I love a shiny gun.

"Perfect." Then I gave it a kiss and returned it to my suit pocket.

"Done, Boss." Santos, my right hand, said as he hurried back.

"Good. We're heading to the Kingston's. Ruddy, drive as fast as you can." I love

the excitement that came with hurry-speed. We arrived at the Kingston's. I was made to wait for quite some time and I was beginning to lose my

patience. Do these people know they're playing with fire? I turned to signal my right hand, but I noticed Mrs. Kingston had brought the girl; she was standing right next to me.

"Look at me." I wanted to see her face. She was looking away as if she was scared or shy. "I hate repeating myself. Look at me now!" She was startled. She looked at me immediately with tears and fear in her eyes.

"Good. You look even prettier in person." I looked at the marriage officiant, "You may begin."

"Excuse me, I know nothing about what's going on here, and I don't want to be part of any of this." The voice came from the tiny, innocent-looking girl beside me.

AVERY'S POV

"Let go of me! Let go. Just leave me alone." They were gone. Why the hell was I tied up and locked in here? My voice ached from screaming, no one could hear me. "Somebody help! please,

anybody." No one seemed to be around to help me. It started to rain, strange because I was locked up in a sealed room with no windows, but it was raining in here. How?

I opened my eyes; it was all a dream. I had been out all night, and this morning, when it began to rain, the butler helped me get inside. I am Avery

Kingston, blonde, with freckles across my nose, fair-skinned and petite. I am the daughter of Vicente Kingston, one of the richest men in New York, but I'm treated like an alien. It's my birthday today, and the night before, I was forced to sleep outside like a dog, and my father did nothing. I just have to