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Daughter of the Mafia

Daughter of the Mafia

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Princess A'Nae Smith was no stranger to chaos. Born and raised in Kinji, a ghetto and dangerous neighborhood where sirens were more common than lullabies, she learned early on how to survive. Tough, sharp-tongued, and never one to back down, Princess carried herself like royalty, even if the world around her tried to strip that crown away. High school was no different-it was just a battlefield with lockers. But this wasn't just any school. It was run by none other than Mafia King, 5. Ruthless, feared, and respected. His name alone could shut people up mid-sentence. And his son? Oh, he was a whole different problem. He was the definition of popularity: cocky smile, expensive shoes, and girls who followed him like he was made of gold. But Princess wasn't impressed. She didn't care about his last name, his status, or that smug look he always wore when their paths crossed. But what happens when Princess finds out he's been watching her more than she thought? That behind all that swagger, Mafia King 5's son had a secret-he was crushing hard. On her. Things in Kinji were about to get real messy.

Chapter 1 01

Chapter 01

Hey y'all! My name is Princess A'Nae Smith. I live with my mom and my dad. I'm 4'9. Yeah, I know, I'm short, but I make up for it in attitude. I'm mixed with Puerto Rican and Black. How? Well, my mom is half Puerto Rican, and my pops is Black. The mix gives me that perfect combination-light brown skin, dark curly hair, and a whole lot of attitude.

Speaking of my hair, it's long and curly, all natural, and I love it. Thanks to my mom, who made sure I embraced my curls. She'd always say, "Your hair is your crown, baby girl." I wasn't too sure about that until I realized how much people complimented me on it.

I've got braces, but not because I need them-nah, I wanted them. They're red, too. I thought they'd look cool, and to be honest, they do. People always ask if I'm trying to be like a rapper or something with these red braces. I just laugh and shrug it off.

I drive a red 2014 Dodge Challenger that I got on my 16th birthday. Don't get me wrong, I didn't just get it. My pops doesn't play about that kind of stuff. He made sure I earned it, but it was worth it. It has "Princess A'Nae" carved in white on the side. You'd think it was too flashy, but I love the attention. It's my ride, and I'm the queen of it, okay?

My family and I live in a three-story house. Yeah, we got money, but it's not all about the money. It's about the hustle. My mom and dad both work hard, even if my dad is the boss. He owns the building where my mom works, and that's part of why she works part-time. Pops wants her to stay home and just chill, but my mom, she's independent. She likes having her own money, her own career. She says, "A woman's independence is her power."

But honestly? I'm not too fond of the neighborhood we live in. Kinji, the town we stay in, isn't the worst, but it's far from perfect. People always look at me weird when I say I'm not exactly in love with it. They say, "You live in a big house. You drive a cool car. What's the problem?" Well, let me tell you. There's this guy named 5. He's the one who practically runs Kinji. He doesn't even use his real name. Everyone calls him "5" like it's some big, mysterious thing. He and his goons-his workers-ride around in these black cars, like they own the whole town. And trust me, if you so much as think about driving one of those cars, you'll get shot up, no questions asked. It's not the kind of neighborhood where you can just blend in. You either follow the rules, or you become a target.

And if 5 wasn't enough, his son Ashton is just as bad. Ashton walks around like he owns the school, the streets, and everything in between. They call him the "Mafia Prince," which is beyond ridiculous. Just because his father is the so-called 'Mafia King' doesn't mean Ashton's running anything. But, you know how people are-put a title on someone, and they start thinking they have all this power. Ashton thinks he's the king of the world. But I see through all of it. I don't even care.

The school we go to is Waters High. Yeah, it's named after their last name. Go figure. But, honestly, the school's like any other high school, filled with drama, cliques, and the usual nonsense.

The one thing no one seems to know about 5 is his real name. I've heard rumors-some say it's Victor, others say it's Tony-but nobody knows for sure. Some people think he's a ghost, or like a shadow lurking in the background, controlling everything from behind the scenes. I guess that's what makes him dangerous.

But me? I'm not scared of him. I'm not afraid of anyone. Sure, I'm small, but I've got heart, and that counts for something.

Beep Beep Beep

Ughhhhhh! Another day at this ghetto-ass school. I rolled out of my queen-size bed and grabbed my phone to turn off the alarm. 7 AM. Same old, same old. I let out a dramatic groan, dragging my feet across the floor as I made my way to the bathroom.

I turned on the shower, letting the water warm up as I stood there in front of the mirror, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. I'm tired, but I know I've got to get it together. After a minute, I stepped into the shower and let the hot water hit my skin. Honestly, there's nothing more relaxing than a hot shower to start the day. I took my time, just letting the water run over me, soaking up the calmness before I had to face the world.

Fifteen minutes later, I turned off the water and stepped out, wrapping a black towel around my body. I walked over to the sink, grabbed my toothbrush, and started brushing my teeth. My mind wandered as I stared at my reflection. I couldn't help but think about Ashton again. His face always popped up in my mind, even when I didn't want it to. He was so... intense. And then there was 5, his father. I didn't want to think about it too much, though. The last thing I needed was to be caught up in some mafia mess.

After finishing my morning routine, I walked back into my room and went straight to my walk-in closet. I loved this part of the day-picking out my outfit. Clothes are my thing. I decided to keep it casual but still cute. I grabbed a mint green shirt with "YMCMB" written in black across the front, black skinny jeans, and my all-black Jordan 1's. Perfect for school and for making a statement.

I walked over to the mirror on my dresser, running a comb through my hair. I gathered it up into a high ponytail, smoothing out the curls before adding my black headband. There. I looked in the mirror and smiled to myself. I wasn't just going to survive today-I was going to slay it.

I grabbed my phone, making sure I had everything I needed, and walked out of my room, ready to face whatever chaos awaited me at Waters High. I wasn't afraid of anyone. Not 5. Not Ashton. Not even my own thoughts. I was Princess A'Nae, and no one was going to change that.

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