The Mafia's Precious Girl

My name is Celine Sawyer. I lost my parents at the age of fourteen, and since then, my uncle, Dave Monsterrio, has been the one taking care of me.

He’s the only family I have, and I am all that he has, but such love could be a burden.

My parents were shot to death in our home, and I witnessed that horrible incident.

The incident had made my uncle very protective of me. He wouldn’t let me go out alone without guards.

A lot of people avoid me because they are too afraid of my uncle.

You might be wondering how scary he is.

Yes, he is a Mafia lord.

The top boss of the underground world who is feared by everyone, except me.

I am the only one daring enough to upset him, to make him buy me pads and come pick me up because I was too lazy to drive back home.

I walked out of class and saw the bunch of bodyguards Dave had assigned to bring me to and from school.

A naughty smile spread across my lips as I dropped my backpack on the floor. I pulled out the blue wig from my bag and changed my uniform jacket to a chained jean jacket.

I smeared red lipstick on my lips and took out a piece of gum to chew.

As I walked out, I looked completely different.

None of the guards knew it was me even as I walked past them.

After successfully escaping, I joined Tyra in her car, and together, we headed to a party.

My phone blew up with different texts from Dave, but I ignored them all and drained a glass of tequila, then proceeded to the top of the table to dance.

Twenty minutes later, the door burst open, and cops rushed into the room. Everyone screamed and panicked, trying to escape.

I jumped off the table and grabbed my purse to make my escape, but the cops pointed guns at us, and quite a few of us were arrested. We were taken to the police station and made to call our parents.

I watched everyone’s parents come and get them, some with severe scoldings. But no one came for me.

There was no way Dave didn’t know I was arrested, and even if he was so busy, he could have sent someone to pick me up.

I had to spend the whole night in the cell. The next morning, the cops brought me home themselves.

We walked into the ridiculously enormous mansion I lived in. The guards all bowed low when they saw me, but I ignored them all and walked quickly to meet Dave instead.

He was waiting for me in the main living room.

“Thank you for your service,” he said to the men, who nodded with a little bow.

They handed me over to him and walked out right after.

Then, it dawned on me.

He had left me there on purpose, and in fact, he was the one who had called the cops on us.

“How could you, Dave?” I charged angrily at him.

He lifted his head, the same eyes that made many people wet their pants.

“Just a little lesson, to warn you not to disobey me,” he said, in his usual hoarse, chilling voice.

I scoffed as I fell into the space beside him on the sofa.

“That was cruel. I just wanted to go to a party,” I groaned. “You won’t even let me throw one.”

“It’s all for your protection. The sooner you accept that, the better it would be for you,” he stated and got up.

I grabbed his hand before he could leave.

“Protection? Who could possibly harm me? Everyone is terrified of you,” I said.

“Yes. More reason why I can’t be careless with you,” he said with a dead serious face.

This was it.

One of the many times I couldn’t resist him.

I mean, how could he say those words without even blinking? I know to him it might mean nothing, but it shook my fragile heart.

I slowly let go of his hand. My gaze dropped from his.

He walked away without another word, and Jeff came over.

When I saw him, I frowned. My eyes widened slowly at the understanding of what that meant.

I rushed forward quickly to follow Dave, but Jeff stepped in front of me.

“I dare you to stop me,” I threatened.

None of the guards were allowed to lay hands on me, not even in the name of protecting me.

“Boss gave me special orders,” he told me.

My eyes almost popped out of their sockets as I glared in disbelief.

I tried to escape, but Jeff picked me up and carried me to my room. I kicked and even punched, but it was of no use.

He dropped me gently on my bed.

“Boss says you are grounded until you learn your lesson,” he said and backed away.

I rushed after him, but the door shut against my face. I hit it with my foot angrily, cussing and breathing hard.

“Dave Monsterroi, you dog!” I yelled at the top of my lungs.

My voice seemed to echo through the whole house, but I didn’t care. I walked back to my table and smashed a few things on the floor in my rage.

Even though I knew that wouldn’t make him change his mind, I still did it anyway.

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After spending two days inside my room, I was losing my mind.

I stared at my phone, having nothing to do.

How could that jerk Dave abandon me for days? I thought angrily.

Just then, an idea struck me. One that wouldn’t get any guard in trouble this time.

Exactly five minutes after eating lunch, I clutched my stomach and screamed out.

My loud yells attracted the maids and guards in a second. They all rushed into my room at lightning speed.

I cried more, pretending to writhe in pain, and almost laughed at how panicked they were as they tried to figure out what to do.

At that moment, Dave rushed in and scooped me into his arms. I paused my act for a second. Fear gripped my heart when I saw him.

I didn’t know he was around. I just wanted to play a prank and escape from the house.

“What’s wrong?” His voice trembled with so much panic that I felt guilty immediately.

I wanted to stop it, but that would mean even worse punishment for me. So, I continued.

“My stomach...” I stuttered.

Then, I shut my eyes in a sudden motion.

This was better, I told myself.