The Death Squad Novel – “I regret to inform you that your father was put down during a mission today. I’m so sorry.” The prick deserved it. Anyways time to act like a broken sad little girl I guess. Ugh. “Oh my gosh please tell me that isn’t true Why did that have to happen oh my god” I said in a fake depressed voice. “For now , I called somebody and they reached out to your biological family and they have happily decided to take you in” he said in a hopeful voice. I froze. “YOU WHAT??” I said in a panicked voice. Wait a minute.
They have ‘happily’ decided to take me in? Aren’t these the same people who blamed and abused me for my mother’s death because she died while giving birth to me? Well one thing’s for sure. If I go back , bimbo I’m bringing inferno with me. They’ll pay for what they did. I don’t need them. Never did, never will. Ashlynn’s pov My phone rang. I checked to see who was calling. It was Mark aka My foster father …yay…(note the sarcasam). I decided to finally pick it up at the last ring. “Hello?” I said in my stone cold voice. “Who is this?” I asked in a low and calm voice filled with authority which left absolutely no room for argument.
“This is john, Ashlynn, your father’s partner. I regret to inform you that your father was put down during a mission today. He died for the well-being of our country. I’m so sorry.” He said in a soft voice like I’d break down any second. Ha. Died for the well-being of our country my butt. The prick deserved it. You see 2 years ago, mark adopted me from an orphanage i enrolled into just to keep my cover. He worked for the FBI which automatically gave a good impression on the adoption forms. He acted all nice and sweet at first but after a few days he started coming home Drunk and high. So much for a FBI agent -Rolls eyes-. Well then he decided it’d be ok if he decided to practice his punches on me and make me his personal punching bag . At first i just ignored him and would duck from all his hits. After a while , when it didn’t stop, I did what I do best.
I broke his nose and threatened him about how i would ruin his life and career bla bla bla. Well I mean abusing a child wouldn’t look so good on a FBI agent’s resume now would it. So technically we came to the terms where he wouldn’t bother me and i wouldn’t bother him. It was quite good really as he was never at home , job during the day and wherever he went at night. I would have the house to myself the entire day and i could do all my mafia business without someone accidentally walking in. Besides, i was more than capable of taking care of myself. I mean I have been doing that since I was 5 years old so.
Anyways time to act like a broken sad little girl I guess. Ugh. “Oh my gosh please tell me that isn’t true Why did that have to happen oh my god” i said in a fake depressed voice. Ace , Viola and Felix looked at me funny but i just waved them off. “Yeah , I’m so sorry kid. I promise your father will get the respect he deserves and have a huge memorium. For now, I called somebody and they reached out to your biological family and they have happily decided to take you in” he said in a hopeful voice . I froze. Yeah yeah he can hava a huge butt memorium or whatever I really don’t care. But the other thing.
I was frozen in my seat. I couldn’t move as the memories of that day flashed through my mind like they were yesterday’s. But I kept my face stone cold and said the only thing I could muster. “YOU WHAT??” I said in a panicked voice. “Yeah , you can have a proper family now kid and they’ll pick you up tomorrow after school. You’ll be flying out to new York with them. Good luck . I gotta go now. Bye Ashlynn” and with that he hung up. Wait a minute. They have ‘happily’ decided to take me in? Aren’t these the same people who made my childhood a living torture and sold me off to a place worse than inferno for something I didn’t even do? Aren’t these the same people who blamed and abused me for my mother’s death because she died while giving birth to me? Everybody except Alfie that is. He was the only one who actually stood up for me and didn’t blame me even when my own twin and that lame excuse of a father did. And now they just want me back? After everything that happened? Well one thing’s for sure. If I go back , bimbo I’m bringing inferno with me.
They’ll pay for what they did. They’ll all pay. I’m not that naive little girl anymore. I don’t need them . Never did, never will. My train of thought is broken when ace claps his hand rather harshly in front of my eyes. Uh rude. … Ash’s Pov I’m in my last class right now. And after this, I’m supposed to go to the principal’s office because father dearest is gonna come pick me up and then we’re gonna fly to New York together. How fun. I know. -Rolls eyes-. Well, he better be ready for the storm that’s bout to hit him. 20 mins later Currently, I’m sitting in the principal’s very uncomfortable office. The principal keeps glancing at me time to time with looks of pity. Huh guess somebody told the wanker about Mark’s death. It’s getting rather annoying now. If there’s something I hate the most in this world , it’s pity. Except for my biologicals and them ofcourse. Just when I’m about to say something about it, the door to the office opens and two men, wearing black suits walk in.
One of them looks like he’s in his mid twenties and the other one looks like he’s on the elder side. Yeah people, you guessed it right. These two gentlemen who think they’re very intimidating, but actually look like fools are my oldest brother and father. Lucian and Alexander Dobrev Aka the underboss and Don of the American Mafia. On the inside, my heart was racing like a thousand miles per hour but on the outside, I kept my face stone cold and emotionless. Alexander was the first one to break the silence and speak up. “Hello Ashlynn” He said with a warm smile while gazing into my cold eyes. Ew. My name sounds like poison coming from his mouth. I just stared right back at him with dead eyes and nodded my head once in acknowledgement. I could see a flash of hurt in his eyes for a second before he regained his posture. I internally scoffed. What? Did he really expect me to just jump into his arms and hug him like he did not abuse, torment and sell me when i was 5? Uh. I think not. Idiot.
Lucian’s pov Today, I’m gonna meet my baby sister after 11 years. I am very excited and kind of nervous. I mean what if she hates us? What if she hates me? Pfft I’m thinking too much. Ofcourse she won’t hate us. She won’t even remember anything. I understand now that it was not her fault that mom died while giving birth to her and we may have been partial with her. But I was naive and young at the time and I needed somebody to blame. But i still refuse to understand why she would Destroy our mother’s paintings and beat her twin up. That is when we sent her to a boarding school owned by our cousin. But after a year, She ran away from it and we never saw her again. I understand that we weren’t very close to her but Alfie on the other hand was broken to pieces. He couldn’t believe his sweet little baby sister would leave him like that and run away.
They both were inseparable for god’s sake. 2 hours later Me and dad just walked into the school’s office to come and get out precious little princess back. I see a girl with beautiful chest length black hair with raven highlights sitting with her black towards us. She turns around at the faint sound of the door and looks at us. That’s when I see her gorgeous electric blue eyes for the first time in 11 years. But the only difference is, they don’t hold the same sweetness and innocense in them anymore. Instead, they are just ………. Blank. I know how excited dad was to get his Little baby back but she is just looking at him with an emotionless face. That’s gotta hurt. … Ash’s Pov Ok, so it’s been like 15 minutes since they walked in and they’ve been staring at me expectantly ever since. It’s getting quite irritating now. “Take a picture it’ll last longer.”
I snapped at them after finally having enough. The principal , who was shaking in fear at this point, looked at me like I had grown 3 heads when I snapped at these ‘intimidating’ people. I just rolled my eyes while Alexander signed the forms and completed the formalities. After that, Lucian told me to follow him and Alexander. I did that and we ended up in their car. Ok now don’t get me wrong, I’m definitely a more of motorbikes person but this is a good butt looking car. I’ll give them for that. The 20 minutes silent drive to the airport was …. well awkward would be an understatement. Nevertheless, the moment we walked into the airport, all the guards bowed down in fear and respect. Perks of owning the airport I guess.
Ultimately, we ended up in their private jet. Now, i know they have a private jet because they own a mafia and they’re rich bla bla bla. But, if somebody didn’t know about that, they’d be stunned right? So, that’s exactly why i decided to play dumb and stare at the jet as if I’ve never seen anything like it before , still keeping my face blank ofcourse. No way in the nine realms (anybody get this reference???) Are they getting any emotion Outta me. They do not deserve it. “Like the plane Ash?” My oh so dear brother asked with a sly smirk on his face. I glared at him in return. Who gave him the right to call me Ash. Only and ONLY my real family can call me that. Not this pathetic excuse of a biological family. “It’s Ashlynn” i said bitterly. He nodded in understanding but the hurt and sadness on his face was clear. God how dramatic are these people.