As the youngest and the only girl in my family, my parents always spoiled me. I was the one who would get everything I asked for, even if it took a day or two for it to arrive. My older brother, Blagden Blackwell, has been treated awful ever since he failed to keep his cool. Our family values those who can remain calm when provoked. Mom says it is because in the kind of business we are a part of, having a cool head even when provoked can help keep you safe in most situations and keep those around you safe as well. Dad says that being the leader of the mafia means being mean, strict, cool-headed, and a family person. We consider everyone in the mafia a part of our family, so it only made sense to have a level-headed person as the leader.

The middle child, Cole Blackwell, is pretty level-headed but, he refuses to be a part of our family business. He's in his fourth year of college to become a doctor. Although I don't know what university, I do know it's somewhere in France or England. Since he always talked about being accepted at the top universities there, I assume those are the more likely places. He cut off all contact with us but always contacts me every month to try and convince me to live with him. I do know Cole just wants me to be safe and out of that environment, but I would rather deal with it than him having to hide from the mafia for the rest of his life. He might have cut ties with us, but it does not mean we do not care about his safety. I know my dad has bodyguards with him, even if he does not realize it.

I've never written in a diary or journal before, so I thought this would become my book of secrets for me to look back on. I'm honestly not sure what else to put in here for my first chapter.

Maybe that my mom's name is Morana and my dad's name is Giddeon. I'm not sure, well be back later with some stories to tell! Since I am almost 18, I am being prepped by my parents to start leading the mafia by the time I'm 24. So I guess that means no college for me? Although, they may have me go into finance or business classes (those may be in the same class).

"Adreanna, come here! Breakfast is ready, so tell your brother to come down too."

"Okay, I'll be down there in a sec!" I close my black diary and locked it in my chest under my bed and hid it. I then got my grey slippers on and headed out of my room towards my brothers' room.

" Hey! Mom said to come and eat, we need to get ready for training too so hurry up!" All I could hear was his music cranking up and of course, it would be metal. It's a good song at least. I banged on his door, "Blagden, if you don't get down there in the next few minutes I'm telling mom and dad that you aren't coming out of your room! Do you want them to turn the power off to your room again!" He didn't answer me and I didn't want to deal with this. I wasn't going to be late for training because of him. After waiting a few seconds more, I left and went downstairs to see mom and dad kissing and being lovey-dovey again. Ew. I cleared my throat and sat down. They both chuckled then sat down at the table.

"When's your brother coming down?"

"I'm not sure, he's blasting music so I don't think he heard me." My dad let out a sigh, he looked at the stairs and waited a minute for him to come down. He was aggravated, his body language showed it a lot. Just before he was about to get up, Blagden came down the stairs and took his seat. I won't lie, it was pretty quiet at the table today and no one seemed to want to talk.

After eating, everyone thanked the cook and left to finish getting ready. I decided to wear a black and grey long sleeve shirt with grey pants. My shoes are black and grey with a zigzag design. My makeup is made up of all neutral colors. I finished it off with some red lipstick, though it doesn't match the rest of the outfit. I went downstairs and headed towards the back door. I made sure to grab my M16 and some ammo clips and head out to my golf cart, making my way towards the shooting range where my dad and brother were already waiting.

"Do all girls take this long to get ready? Why did you have to wear makeup when no one's gonna see you shooting it but us?"

"Why do you have to turn your music up so loud it rocks the walls? Don't boys your age know that hearing loss is a thing?" Blagden was pissed and threw my headphone at me.

"Hurry up and get ready, I bet I can get more headshots than you kiddo." I looked at him and smiled as I put my headphones on.

"I bet I can get each one as a headshot."

"Bet." We shook hands and loaded our guns. He had a Glock 19 and seemed excited about today's training. We looked at each other first, then turned our heads towards the targets. There were five stationary targets and six moving targets in each of our booths. After our dad hit a button, all the targets came up and were moving. Some would delay their times coming up, typically the stationary ones. I shot each target the moment I saw them activate, not missing one shot. Blagden emptied his mag and reloaded shooting two more. After we were both done, we put our guns down and our dad brought the targets forward.

"Blagden good work, you got all of them within the head and heart." He smiled then smirked at me as if he won already.

"Adreanna, You got all headshots without missing a beat and they are all right on target." I smiled and looked back at Blagden and it was clear he was very angry at that response.

"Well, I win this round"

"Yeah, Just this round. I won't let you beat me in the next one since knives are my specialty."

After a few hours of throwing knives, archery, and a couple of courses, we headed back home with all wins for me and none for my brother. I feel bad that he lost but, our dad would get pissed if he ever surpassed me. By the time we got back to the house, it was a couple of minutes past noon, which meant we were late for our language class with mom.

"What took you guys so long? You know I hate it when you guys are late! Now we have three minutes less than we would in order to get our work done." She wasn't too happy, which meant we probably would be studying Russian today. Blagden was visibly furious and seemed to be getting very mad at me lately. I'm not sure if he's mad at me or just having a bad day, but I've noticed it has gotten worse as it's gotten closer to my birthday.

"Alright you two, we'll be going over Russian and seeing your progress. We will also have a quiz going over words and their meanings in Korean, Spanish, French, and German."

Did I seriously just make more work for us. I hate today!