He's the leader of a mafia. A gang. Ruthless and powerful in anyway possible. They have enemies and connections. He plays a dangerous game. One he enjoys. Surrounded by guns and drugs, he feels unstoppable. No one is going to dethrone him. He always wins and he always rules.

She's innocent and has a future she already planned. Her life is perfect and she's destined for greatness. She has goals she plans to reach, colleges that beg her to join their school and people that adore her.

When she tumbles into the world of Mafia, unaware of the brutal world that was just under her nose. The world of drugs, violence and pacts is foreign to her. He helps her because once you're in the world of Mafia, there is no way out.


1. Chapter I : dangerous start



I wiped the blood off the corner of my mouth. The smell of iron-the smell of fresh blood-filled my nose. I didn't need to pull out my gun for this fight. It was a small amateur group that trembled in fear at the sight of my gang, but surprisingly put up a good fight. We were on our way to our California hideout to stay for a while. Once Dallas started getting overrun by the police, we ditched that place. 

"Aye boss man," Hector said. 

"What," I replied. 

"Are you sure you don't want to go to Mexico? I got some familia over there that can hook us up with a nice place. My primos wouldn't mind," Hector offered. 

"I think California is fine," I assured him as I gripped the steering wheel to the truck we were riding in. Hector pulled out a joint before flicking a lighter on. I looked over at him as he took a puff of the blunt. "Ah, que rico.  Want some boss man?" He asked me.

"No. Be resourceful of that, we're almost out and we gotta stock up soon. No drug, no money." I looked in the rearview mirror to see another truck following behind us. Calum Hood, one of my good friends was driving that truck. We traveled in groups of three, in case another gang wanted to hunt us down together, they'd only get a quarter of us. Michael Clifford, another good friend, told me he was ten miles behind us. Ashton Irwin would be leaving tomorrow in the morning.

"Luke, I thought you didn't want to go back to California, you know since SOPRANO are there," Mark said.

"Last time I checked Thomas doesn't own California," I snapped. I clenched my jaw at the thought of our rival gang SOPRANO. Their leader Thomas and I have always been at each other's throats. One of these days, I swear I'm gonna kill him. 

Mark remained quiet and didn't say anything else. Him and Hector passed the joint to one another to take a puff. I opened the window to prevent the truck from getting hot-boxed. My eyes stayed glued to the road ahead of me. The same pop music replayed on the radio. The music that people think they enjoy, but in reality, it's all artists are producing nowadays. 

My phone rang, I allowed my eyes to drift to the screen. It was my Mum. She doesn't know I am the leader of a mafia. And I plan on not telling her. I moved to America about 3 years ago to start a new life. Dreams come true in America, right? Wrong. I was broke, I had to no place to stay. Until I met Calum, Michael and Ashton. Together we were four broke dudes with no job, no nothing. That's where it all started. We started hustling drugs and the money began rolling in. Drug dealing was a dangerous game. I found that out the hard way when I got my ass kicked by some guy who eventually took the cash and the product. And with that I knew I was in the World of Mafia. 

What a nice welcome. 

Ever since then, I could never get out, but then again I never tried to get out. Oh wait, that's right, it's because you can't. The only way you'd get out of a Mafia is if you die. 

This is my life now. There is no turning back.



Guess who's back, back back, back again. Helen's back, back phone a friend. YES ladies and gentlemen, I am back!!! did ya miss me? :-) XX -HelenHood

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