Chapter One

                                    

                                          
Heyy thanks so much if u decide to read this book :) Hopefully it's interesting and yeah 
Love you <333. 
Read the description at the front of the book for like a preview of what the story is about . 
I will post translations since I've included some spanish possibly some italian not sure yet...
Enjoy ♡
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Amaya , 
I've always wondered what it would be like if my Dad wasn't involved with the mafia . I'm 17 and I've never gone to school . Dad always tells me I'm 'special' but some people think I'm an absolute freak and a serial killer . There not wrong in that fact though . The moment my first word came out I've been trained . Trained to defend and kill . I'm now 17 so I guess I could say I am a pro . I still remeber the time my 'dad' made me take my first kill at only 13 years old ...
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4 years ago , 
"Oh honey you've got the flour everywhere " My mum chuckled getting a towel to wipe off the flour off my face . 
My mum carefully placed the cupcake tray into the oven and switched it on . 
"Done" she said closing the oven . 
"I can't wait for them to be cooked ! Then we can decorate them with icing and eat them together . We can even give one to Dad " I happily suggested . 
"Sure baby whatever you want " My mum said kissing my forehead . 
"Now go get clean you look a mess " 
I looked down at my apron and she was indeed right . There was flour , butter and spreads of chocolate all over my apron and it had managed to get all over my clothes aswell . 
"Okay I'll be back in a few minutes " I said running out of the kitchen . 
I ran all the way up to my room and turned on the shower . I put my apron in the laundry basket and began washing myself . I decided to wash my hair aswell as it was quite dry with the new shampoo my mum got me 'Shea moisture '. I had gotten carried away , because I realised Its been an hour and I was still in the shower . 
Quickly hopping out of the shower , I dried my hair and put my curly hair  into a loose bun . I put on a simple black t-shirt and my blue checkered pyjama pants . 
"Yes finnaly the cupcakes must be ready now" I excitedly squealed running out of my bedroom and heading towards the kitchen . As I neared , i heard my parents fighting in the kitchen . 
Once again . 
"She's way to young for this stuff . I'm not going to let use her to do YOUR dirty work! " My mum screamed at my dad . 
"She's at a perfect age . She's my child , I provide for her meaning I can do what I want with her . I'm sending her end of discussion " my dad yelled back at mum . 
"You promised me Eren " My mum screamed starting to cry . 
"You promised me , my daughter wouldn't be involved with your buisness"