My Mafia Dad [Book One]

Lucy's Point Of View "Lucy get the hell up!"  I flinched out of my sleep, startled.  Recognizing the voice I groaned lowly "Are you up yet?!" The voice yells again.  Man what a headache..  "Yes!" I snapped. The door slammed open, revealing a furious mongr- I mean mom.  "Who you think you talking to you brat?!" She yelled, I glared at her. A sudden sting made contact with my cheek.  She slapped me.  "Do I need to get your dad to discipline you?!" She snapped.  I looked away, pathetically in defeat.  "Now hurry up and make the breakfast, my girls can't be late for school!" she snapped and slammed the door close.  Anger bubbled inside of me "I hate you all." I hissed lowly.  I spent five minutes murdering my poor bed and pillow with punched and kicks.  After my little session..  I ran down the stairs to get breakfast ready.  Reaching the kitchen I immediately grabbed the pancake mix and a large boul. I mixed the whole box in the bowl. I heated the stove and grabbed the frying pan. I poured some oil and some of the pancake mix fallowed.  I stared at the frying pancake, wondering what I always wonder while cooking.  Should I add poison?  Not that I was evil enough to do it anyway.  They however wouldn't think twice and do it if they wish. That's why I didn't mind making breakfast, lunch, dinner, and anything else in between.  After frying more than ten pancakes I settled the table.  "Breakfast is ready!" I exclaimed. Three certain identical girls ran down and grabbed the plates but froze.  "Ew! I told you I hate blueberries!"  "Ewww It's too soaked with syrup!"  "Ugh.. You never fail to disappoint."  They threw the plates on the floor in front of me. A large crashing sound was made as a result. I glared, those brats!  "What was that?! Lucy what did you do?!" I hear mom yelled walking in.  "She spoiled our breakfast!" The triplets yelled "YOU UNGREATFUL BRATS-!"  A harsh sudden slap came out of nowhere, sending me flying to the floor.  That wasn't from mom.  I looked up, holding my painful cheek "Dad."  He glared "Don't 'dad' me, you're not mine."  He crouched down and grabbed my hair, forcing me to stand. I winced at his painful grip. "I don't know why I decided to keep you." he said pulling me by the hair.  The four devils giggled watching him dragging me off.  He dragged me all the way to the basement, signaling me on what he wants to do. He was going to punish me, and like lightning,  fear struck me.  He threw me to the ground like a rag doll.  He locked the door and went over to a corner.  "Did you know what you did wrong?" he asked calmly, too calm.  I whimpered as he walks back to me with a whip.  "I yelled at mom.." I started. He whips me with the whip "And spoiled the three's breakfast.." He whips me again "And?" he asked stepping closer.  My body trembled "A-And.. I yelled at them.. calling them ungrateful brats.." I whispered.  He whips me harder "Right. Do you deserve to be punished?" He asked with a dark look in his eyes.  Not daring to say no, I gave a nod "Yes." I said looking down.  I screamed when he starts to whip me with absolute no mercy.  "Did you make sure to cover all the wounds?"  "She's ready sir." The makeup artist said beside me.  He didn't glance at us "Good. Now go to school, you know the rules." He said "Yes sir.." I said. To be honest I felt like crying.  Why did my own dad hate me so much?  Why doesn't he care?  "You're dismissed." He said. Before I could leave a man walks in "Sir, I hate to displease you but.. there's been suspicions about Lucinda." He said.  I paused, and dad looked at him. "What are you talking about?" He asked with a glare.  "A teacher said she saw a wound on Miss Lucinda's arm. She questioned Miss Lucinda about it, but Miss Lucinda kept rejecting that you were abusing her. Apparently it wasn't enough. They suspect that you're abusing Miss Lucinda." He explained.  Dad's dangerous eyes went on me, making me flinch.  He stood from his chair "I would have to deal with this. They would send me to jail." He said and walks while grabbing my arm.  "I'm driving you to school." He said as I stumbled trying to catch up with him. "You know what to do." He said not looking at me. I nodded silently. We exit the car and eyes fell on us.  Dad placed his hand on my shoulder, having a smile that could make anyone melt. While we walk pass some female teachers drool over the sight of him.  Yes, he was handsome. Yada yada.  If only they knew the real man he was.. At the entrance he looks down at me "Have a great day princess. Dad will pick you up after school. We could go for ice-cream." He said, I put on the best grin I could make.  "Great! I can't wait for school to over then!" I exclaimed, he chuckled ruffling  my hair. I heard a few 'awes' as he kissed my forehead.  If only...  If only he was actually like this with me..  I resisted to cry, trying not to spoil the act. The tears ended up coming anyway. Damn it!  "Lucy? What's wrong?" He asked, I could tell he was gritting his teeth secretly.  "I'll miss you dad.." I said with a pout, we hear some more 'awes' as he pats my head.  He chuckled again "Why like this today? I'll miss you too princess. Don't be sad." He said still smiling. I nodded and placed a smile on my face.  He hugs me "Damn lucky." He growled in my ear.  He stood and walked off while I waved at him. Lucky I was indeed.. lucky. I took a deep breath and walked inside school.  I was met by the same teacher who suspected us. She was smiling at me. It was clear our act fooled her good.  "Don't be sad Lucy! You must really love each other you can't separate." She said and giggled. I smiled at her.  "You're very lucky to have a dad like him. Tell me when he's available, okay?" She asked playfully.  She starts to walk away.  "No.." I whispered  "Please don't go.."  "You have to save me.."  "Please.."