Addicted to you

Chapter 1

I absolutely hate alarms, they were the most Stupidest things ever invented. I never usually use an alarm. I normally just wake up when I want to but today I had to use the stupid thing. Getting out of bed I head over to the other side of my room to turn off the annoying beeping sound, Early mornings were not a good thing for me, I absolutely hated waking up early but i actually managed to wake up at 5 am... what a surprise. If you knew me then you would think I'm lying about being up at this time, but sadly I'm not! My Ojciec (father) has a very important business trip planned for today so I knew I had to be up early

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My father Dariusz Kowalski was a very important man in Warsaw, not even just here but the whole of Poland was in my Ojciec's (father's) hands. He was the most powerful man I knew, he was the Don of the Polish mafia, everyone feared him, never once would anyone dare attack my Ojciec's (father's) country or els they would face terrible consequences,but to his family he was the softest thing ever. Me and Laura always got what we wanted,when my mother used to be her old self you could see how much my father adored her, he makes sure we get everything we need, want and more, but then he just became absent after my mother changed, it was like my parents turned into ghosts

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"Miss Kowalska your father is asking for you in his study" My maid pola stated, she was only 5 years older then me but somehow willingly wanted to work for murders as everyone els says. Pola was the sweetest girl ever, she was more like a friend to me than a maid. "but if I was you i'd go now, hes not in the best mood" I had to giggle at that " Pola come on when is my father ever in a good mood, and stop calling me Miss Kowalska its Ivy, czy moja mama wyszła już ze swojego pokoju?" ( Has my mother left her room yet?) She gave me those eyes, the i feel sorry for you eyes, but I’m use to those eyes now, after Turing up to events with my father, everyone gave me those eyes.I knew the answer instantly, that she hasn't. " what about breakfast? did she eat her sandwich?" again there was no reply, and with that I got my answer

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My matka (Mother) hasn't been herself lately, last year on my 19th birthday she changed, out of no where she stopped talking to us, she stayed in her room all day and night, my mama i tata ( mother and father) started arguing constantly. I tried to see her but she wouldn't let me, she cried and cried every time I tried to talk to her, After trying so many times I got the message that I was hurting her more. She was not the mother i once knew, it was like she changed the older I got. I got used to it fast though, I had to focus on Laura, she was only 15 herself at the time, she needed the mother figure to help her if she needed anything, to ask questions, and even to just be there for her,While my mother wasn’t present that role automatically went to me.Following Pola out I sighed thinking about what my father wanted to speak to me about, all about the things he has made me rehearse, the perfect speech, the perfect daughter, the perfect smile... the perfect family. Our family used to be perfect, so that’s what I’ve stuck to: the memories from the past,We was a perfect family, we loved and supported each other. I find comfort in them, knowing that once we had everything, and I’m not saying we still don’t but having my family around me means more than living this lifestyle.

Our home was safe and secure, located basically in the middle of no where, moving from room to room was like a mini workout, no matter what part of the house you was going to. My fathers office was located on the East of the house, meaning it was the complete opposite direction from where I was. Most of the bedrooms we’re located in the same area apart from my mothers and fathers, they were right next to his office, so I had to walk past it. Slowing down by there room I heard it, the quite sobbing. It broke my heart hearing my mother like that but there was nothing I could do, she refused all help and it only stopped when my father was with her.

Pausing outside my fathers office I hear him speaking on the phone quietly. “tak, wszystko zostało zorganizowane, będziemy tam jutro około 20:00, mhhh nie, to się nie dzieje. Pozwolę ci ją zobaczyć, kiedy Powiem” (yes everything has been arranged, we will be there tommorow around 8pm,mhhh no thats not happening i will let you see her when i say.)Thinking nothing of it I wait until he finishes.I’m a daughter of one of the biggest Mafias but I know nothing about that life..

It’s funny really as you would think I should know some bits but no, my father keeps us out of this life, we’re not aloud to know anything, he says it’s to keep us safe and I believe that but what about if something happens one day? What if we get hold hostage or someone tries to kidnap us, shouldn’t we at least know how to defend ourself?

Smiling I knew I had an idea, I was going to ask my father about it today, and see what he thinks. Maybe then he might re think the whole university thing if he knew I could protect myself. Who knows but it’s worth an ask.

Hearing his conversation die down, I wait a nother couple of seconds before finally knocking the door..