Destiny of a Queen

Annabelle Garcia Perez: ———— I was coming out of the shower when I heard gunshots. I wasn't sure what was happening. I got my dressing gown and loaded my gun, ready to go downstairs. I lived in a two floor mansion. It had 16 rooms with its own theater, spa, gym, tennis court and other rooms that couldn't be found in a normal house. Only me, my father, his "right hand" Andrio Beau Gonzalezand, and few workers that helped us out in house work lived here. My father liked to be alone without any unnecessary noises, that's why we were living alone. Andrio was out on a mission, doing his job. So me and my father were alone in the mansion. As I walked out of my room gunshots were getting louder. The second I stepped into the living room I saw a tall man standing in front of my father pointing a gun at him. Without hesitation I pointed my gun at his head. "Put the gun down before I shoot you." I told a man standing in front of me, his back facing me. He slowly turned around and that's when I saw his beautiful face. His perfect nose, lips, and those beautiful dark brown eyes. He took another gun out and pointed it at me. He had a smirk on his face, like he wouldn't careless if he died or not. "Put the gun down before I shoot your father." He said smirking. I thought over what he said, playing the scene in my head and planning my next move but before I could think of something he shot my father, Alfred Bates Perez, in the leg. He groaned in pain and fell on his knees. I gasped in suprise. "I said put the gun down." His voise was more harsh and loud now. "I don't like repeating myself bellisimma." I had no choice. Even though my father was not really a father of the year, he was still my father. He was cruel about everything and always acted harsh with me but he wanted me to be strong so I could take his place when it's time as a mafia queen of Spain. I put the gun down slowy and pushed it away with my foot. Suddenly I felt cold metal touch my skin. I slowly turned my head to see a handsome man pointing a gun at me. "Hello brother." The guy who shot my father said with a smirk. "Hello Silas." Said the other guy. "Oh, I almost forgot. Let us introduce ourselves." Said Silas with an evil smirk still visible on his face. "I'm one and only Silas Roman Giuliani and this is my brother Cole Raul Giuliani." And suddenly the realization hit me. These were two most powerful Italian Mafia Brothers, Giulianis. They both smirked at my reaction. Meanwhile Giulianis were introducing themselves, my father found time to reach my gun. When my father was about to shoot Silas, Cole in a blink of an eye shot my father right in the head. "NOOO" I cried out loudly. I couldn't belive what just happened. My father, Alfred Bates Perez, died right in front of me. NO, I wasn't ready to take over Mafia. Not now. Silas glanced at my father's now lifeless, dead body and quickly returned his gaze to me. I felt tears build up in my eyes. But no, I was stronger than this. I wouldn't let them show my weakness and let them see me vulnerable. I blinked away my tears, ready to face these handsome idiots. I looked Cole straight in his eyes. Right now I was filled with anger, rage, sadness and every emotion that I only felt when my mother died. I lost my last family member. I was all alone, I had no one, it was only me now. Suddenly I felt a stinging sensation in my body. Then I realized that Silas had injected me with some kind of drug. And slowly blackness consumed me.