woke up with a devious plan in mind, I had never felt so in control of my life as I was feeling at the moment. It was time that I proved to my father I was more than what he saw me for.
He didn't think I was capable, he thought me weak. Well, things were about to change.I did my business, got dressed in comfortable clothes, and went down for breakfast, you can't possibly expect a girl to carry out her devious plan on an empty stomach do ya?I love food sue me. As I went into the kitchen I saw the maid Martha setting the table. I greeted her and got busy with my food.As I just finished my food I saw the first focus of my first plan coming towards the kitchen.Gabriel.He is my father's most trusted and without him out of the way I can't achieve anything I have in mind.Let's get some action started, shall we? Hm"Hey Gabriel," I said as he came into the kitchen grabbing a mug for his coffee. "Cara". That was his simple response. Oh, I think we didn't do a proper introduction, I'm Cara Elena Santiago, yeah that's me, let's leave the rest for another time.Back to business. I had devised a plan that would make Gabriel take a drink with me. Knowing him, I'm not going to ask him now because he'll ask why I'm so interested in drinking early this morning, besides it is too risky to have him missing this morning.As for now, I'll act like a damn princess they think me to be."Gabriel," I called he turned to look at me like it was a sin to have his name from my mouth. Let's just let that slide, no snarky remarks as of now, and besides Gabriel has been my favorite amongst all other of my dad's men and I almost feel bad for what I have planned for him. keyword, almost. nothing is stopping my plan.Coming back to the present."Gab I'm so bored, no one has my time in this mansion I'm all alone." He looked at me like I had suddenly grown two horns muttering .."how does that have anything to do with me?". I got down from the stool I was sitting to have breakfast and walked up to him putting my most innocent face and a charming puppy dog eye." Gabriel you know you are the only one my dad lets me talk to or even look at, don't look at me like I want to confess feeling for you I'm not. I'm just trying to negotiate here," I told him as he had that look like he was about to run if a made any confession.Basically, everyone was scared of even looking at me. The mafia Don's daughter.Only Gabriel has some basic privileges. He's still looking at me weirdly."Gabriel please can you have a drink with me later, besides you all are going to leave me here later all by myself. Alone and bored. So at least you should give me this little attention I'm seeking. It's not like I ask you to have drinks with me every day.""I can't I have things to do," he replied."Things like what?" I had to ask and show my curious face acting all innocent. Can't let him know I know the "things" he was referring to.I blink my eyes putting my puppy dog's eyes on, he can't refuse me with this look." You are one living distraction, not like I can refuse you anything"...he said." Just one drink and you're on your own."I couldn't control my excitement as he chuckled at me and left the kitchen.If only he knew what my excitement was all about. He'd seize that chuckle of his.Hmm, I can't wait.I was being impatient for the "later" to come after I left the kitchen. it is almost evening andalmost time to activate my plan.If you are wondering what this fuss is all about then I have to make things clear.According to what I heard from the picture on the wall. I didn't do anything wrong...stop lookingat me like that. OK so my dad has this obsession of ruining the Italian mafia. This said guy has been on hisnerve and a thorn in his flesh which he has to remove...his words not mine.There's this big ball and every mafia family has to attend...basically anyone that has anything todo with the underworld...if you know what I mean. So the plan is blow the old mother fuckers head and get the hell outta there.Poor old guy...never imagined his life being ended by a damsel, I won't say cut short because Ibelieve the fool must have had a fair share of life.so am not cutting it short, just ending it.Gabriel...Gabriel...you can't run from me. Am basically echoing the whole house wi
Damn, Gabriel is so heavy. I've always admired his built body, but right now I wish he was lessmuscular because it's taking a whole lot from me dragging him to the designated place where Iplan on keeping him so no one walks into the cellar to an unconscious man.If you are wondering where I am keeping him, it is in a secret room and my sweet dad doesn'teven know I know this place. There are so many secrets I know that they will never guessinnocent me would know, because who am I kidding they all think I am the sweet damsel indistress. I finally made it to the door of the secret room with a heavy sigh. God, I am never drugging abulky man ever again. Well unless necessary like right now. I opened the door with the secretpassword, don't get me started on how I know it. This particular door happens to be hiddenwell...you can never know there is a door unless you are being told which is unlikely tohappen....with all the wines sitting on the shelf who would ever guess there's a do
I walked out of my bathroom feeling relieve wash through me. I walked to my closet to geteverything ready. I put the outfit I've put aside for this particular mission into my bag...the outfitgives me the killer girl vibes...i put the guns i'll be needing and other necessary tools..afterarranging everything I needed for my little mission. I picked a simple top and jeans to put on...Icouldn't go out dressed like an assassin. I wouldn't hear the end of it.After making sure everything is ready I keep my bag aside then walk out of my room to find mydad. I found him in his office staring seriously at his computer. "Dad I need to talk to you"...."What is itprincess"...he asked.. I rolled my eyes at the nickname because it just reminded me that I ambeing treated as one..no offense tho because if you check I am the Mafia princess but am nottreated as one but rather am treated as a Disney princess..so annoying. If my dad saw that I justrolled my eyes at him, he'd be giving me an earf
Making sure no one was in sight, I made my way further to look for somewhere to setup, I hadto stay hidden, couldn't afford to be seen. This mission meant a lot to me, I couldn't fuck it up.I was sneaking around like a crazy ninja when I heard a sound, quickly, I hid behind a pillar withheld breath as one of the staff passed with clean sheets neatly folded on her hands. Releasingthe breath I was holding I continue on my way...I had to hurry up because soon people wouldstart showing up for the ball. After searching for fifteen more minutes I decided that the safest place where I wouldn't be seenis somewhere above, so with that in mind i began the climb back into the ceiling....successfullyclimbing up, I situated myself where i could see everything from my position. From where I was,I could see the stage clearly and by the time people start flocking in, I'll be able to spot anyonefrom here. Just perfect. Setting my gun and putting the silencer. I plug in my earphones because
I Am very sure I misheard him, did he say fire or fly high because I am sure I heard fly high andnot fire. You got to be kidding me."Boss what are you waiting for...fire before we miss the chance and it get hard to get him" thatannoying voice said again. What is wrong with me? I came here for that right why am I wasting time...I have to set mypriorities straight and right now it to blow the mother fuckers head. With that in mind, Irepositioned the gun back to my beloved target.You can do this...it easy just hold the gun, aim correctly at your target, make sure your aim isright, just close your eyes... Wait what close my eyes...yes eyes closed, hold the trigger and...pull it, pull it you pig head...pull the trigger and fire! I did it! I pulled the damn trigger, that wasn't so hard was it?.... Only when I opened my eyes and looked down did I realize the body I expected to be downwasn't down but was rather hovering over the man that stood next to him few minutes ago....WHAT T
I successfully jumped down, quickly cutting the rope, I picked my bag that fell off me while I landed unceremoniously. I was about to make a run for it when I heard a voice say "hey you stop right there"....I didn't have the energy for a repeat of what happened inside some minutes ago, so before even thinking I shot him. She how shooting people seem easy for me now, I wish it was the case when I was meant to hit the main target. Knowing that one of the obstacle to my escape is down, I continue on my way...my lucky star was working because this side of the building happened to be very dark. Making my way quickly and as quietly as I could, it seems that quickly and quietly has been my way today, what a life. Looking left and right with my breath held, I noticed few men just in the distance, I had to hurry up. Changing quickly from the outfit I was wearing to regular jeans and top, I put the cloth in my bag and made my way out...I held my bag then continue forward, for someone who is in
I jerked awake breathing heavily as I looked to my left and right releasing I was still in the airplane. That had to be the most horrible dream I've had. It felt so real, like I was really in a cell with someone telling how he'll soon find me. Breathing out a sigh of relief, I put my head between my hands, I just couldn't explain how relieved I am that it was just a nightmare. Leaning my head back on the chair, I let a breath through my mouth. After few more hours of flying, we finally made it to London. I had to pick London for a reason and besides I was catching another flight early next morning. I knew soon enough my dad would realize what I did and would have a search party looking for me, so my save route is to come to London, then rest for the night, tomorrow morning I'll be on my way to a different country. A lot of people knew me in NewYork airport, it would take just a few calls to find me. I couldn't risk that. I went to take my bag and complete the other necessary thing
Somewhere In The Santiago's Mansion...."So you're telling me my daughter, drugged you, stripped you of your phone and guns, had you chained, robbed you of the job I specifically gave you, all by herself and you stand in front of me to tell me you are sorry, I give you one simple job and you come up with this shit story of my daughter, can you even hear yourself, what were you fucking doing with my daughter?" Don Santiago boomed in anger, he was beyond angry, if it were any other person that was standing in front of him telling him this shit story, that person would be long dead.He didn't want to believe all he was hearing, his daughter was too innocent to think of something like that, could it be that Gabriel messed up the job then hurt his daughter just to put all the blames on her.He was sure Gabriel wouldn't dare, but at this moment he didn't know what he was sure of, first his daughter was missing with no trace of her, it's either she ran away or she was hurt. He couldn't think