The Italian Mafia's Secret Sister

Katherine's POV
Working as a stripper wasn't always the best job and if it were my choice, I would not choose to be one, but it is not my choice nothing ever is. I am the youngest child my name is Katherine Valentina I am the daughter of Alessandro a very powerful man he oversees the Greek Mafia. Now you may be asking yourself why a powerful man like Alessandro let's his sixteen-year-old daughter be a stripper well it is simple I lead men on I am used as a distraction. I use my body to distract men and get close to them once I do that, I make sure they are drunk, and they become unaware of their surroundings once that's completed I will ask them questions to ensure I get the answers that my father needs.
That's the first reason as to why I work as a stripper now for the second my father is a very cruel and manipulative person when he wants something, he ensures he gets it. When he is upset with me he will punish me by making me work as a stripper. The job itself is alright if the place was run legally but that is not the case and therefore I have been used by men and I have had a gun held to my head more times then I can count. This world is a scary place and because of that I am not safe.
"Katherine, your needed in the back someone wants to talk to you and if I were you I would watch that pretty mouth of yours" My eldest brother Andonios says
I roll my eyes at his comment "nice for you to care about me for once but you see I do not care what you or anyone says. If the person in the back ticks me off even once I will kill him am I understood? Also don't even think about telling dad or I tell him about what you and your bitch had done in dad's private plane" I say before grabbing a bottle of tequila and filling up a shot glass before drinking it.
Andonios shakes his head "aren't you a little young to be drinking and don't you start school tomorrow?" I look at him curiously since when has he ever cared about my education or about anything about me? The only time he has ever cared about me was when I was caught by the cops and that's only because Akilles and my father made him come get me. My father was not happy about me breaking into a person's house and he also was more disappointed when I stole his car and got myself into street racing which he made perfectly clear would not happen again. Not that he knows but I have not stopped street racing and I don't think I ever will. I don't really listen to rules I don't see a purpose in them like I am Alessandro's daughter after all who would really want to attack me? I may look innocent and sweet, but I will break someone's neck. No one would dare mess with me so why should I be scared I only live one life after all might as well enjoy it.
"Leave her alone Andonios you are already holding her up, Katherine you need to get going you might have already made the big boss mad already and you don't want a repeat of last time" Akilles says approaching Andonios and I at the bar.
Andonios and Akilles are my brothers and they look very similar for one they both have the same sharp jawline and they both are very muscular. The only physical differences between Andonios and Akilles are there hair colour, eye colour and their height. Andonios is a couple inches taller than Akilles making him 6'2 and he has dark brown hair and hazel eyes. Akilles on the other hand is 5'11 and he has dirty blond hair with brown eyes. I am the only one in my family who has green eyes and I am also very slim and 5'7. I am the only girl in my family which is not that bad since I prefer hanging out with boys compared to girls. I am also a very flirtatious person who tends to get what I want by flirting with guys which is probably why I have a reputation as the town's slut.
I role my eyes at both of my brothers and give them the middle finger before going to the back to see what my father wants. I will never understand why he won't get me himself and instead makes my brothers retrieve me. I never really talk to my father not because he is a bad man well maybe that but when you live the life I do you learn to get used to bad people. I got used to seeing my father killing people in the kitchen and having blood stains on the carpet, walls and furniture. My mother pretends she does not see it probably because she is too high on drugs to see it but I do.
I am used to closing my door and waiting for my father to calm down before talking to him or else he would throw beer bottles at me which is not uncommon. My brothers pretend that our household is okay and that this family is stable if you can call this broken household a family. I am just hoping my father is not in one of his moods.
As I take a turn into the back room which is painted grey and filled with red Victorian style furniture. There is a coffee table at the left side of the room with two chairs on either side and a couch placed behind the coffee table. On the right side of the room my father sits at the head of the table with his escort's stood behind him on both sides I want so badly to roll my eyes at him but I know that if I do he's going to do something worse to me so instead I stay silent and walk up to him kiss his cheek and the best sweet tone I can I say "hi dad how are you? You called for me is there something you need, is there something I can get you?" I ask him politely.
The minute I say those words my father glares at me as far as I can remember he has never liked me. I don't know what I did wrong as a child, but I have never been good enough in his eyes. I used to seek his approval but after so many years of trying literally everything from getting good grades to trying to perfect my appearance by starving myself I have realized that he is never going to change.
He will never see me as anything more than a mistake and I must learn to accept that. I always mask myself to be this bitch because if I am a bitch then people can't hurt me. People only hurt those that are weak and if I keep this strong independent bitchy persona no one will want to mess with me. I am both a mental and physical threat because I am strong, but I am also very intelligent and manipulative which makes me a threat as well. My father knows this which is why he includes me in the business, but he doesn't trust me enough to tell me everything.
My father will only explain the tasks to me in a way that is easy to understand, logical and concise he will never tell me the full story because he cannot tell what I am thinking which scares him. I am a person who my father deems unreadable and that is worrying to him because he claims he has no idea where my loyalty lies even though I have told him on more than one occasion that this is my family and I value family above everything else.
The way he is continuing to look at me worries me because I know he is studying my every move he is trying to analyze me. That's what I realize what this is about last night I snuck out of the house and my older brother Akilles saw me. I thought he wouldn't say anything about me sneaking out if he told dad what I was doing I am so fucked. Let me catch you up on last night's events:
Flashback
I was sitting on my bed talking to Justin on the phone planning to sneak out to go to a party that I knew my brothers would not allow. I was complaining to Justin about how my brothers allowed me to do whatever I wanted to do but go to this party. Now let me tell you something My brothers were not the protective brothers that you read about in books or wish you had. My brothers were not like that they were violent, manipulative and they really did not care about my wellbeing unless it benefited them. So why did they care that I was going to a party? It wasn't because I was going with Justin because if it were it would have been a problem years ago when we first met and became best friends in elementary school.
"I do not understand why they won't just allow me to go this one party like what could they be hiding from me?" Katherine asks getting frustrated with her brothers because that party was the it party.
"You have to go to the party if we do not go we are setting ourselves up to be the loners. That party is going to either make or break our high school experience depending on the reputation we are given and make for ourselves. We have to go don't your brothers understand how important it is" Justin says
"I know but what am I supposed to do ask them again our only option is to sneak out common Justin we both know that sneaking out is our only option. Aren't you a bit curious to see why my brothers are so against me going"
"fine Katherine but if something goes wrong it is your fault, I'll pick you up around 11:30"
"Okay fine thankyou I'll see you soon love you"
"I love you too baby" I could tell by the way he said I love you he was smiling and that made me blush. We were not officially dating we did flirt with each other We loved each other and I knew when he was ready he would ask me out.
I heard his father in the background screaming at him it always worried me when he was alone with his father "If you want you can stay over I thought your father was coming home in a few days"
"Guess the case didn't take as long as was expected. I'll be fine KitKat I promise" Justin's father is a cop which is ironic if you think about it because he puts people in jail for committing crimes while he walks away a free man. Justin's family really screwed him up his mom was an alcoholic and died when he was six. His father is abusive, and a drug addict. Justin's father likes to take his anger on Justin and blames him for his mother's death which is not at all his fault.
"Justin you can always stay at my place you know that right" I say in a concerned tone playing with my hair from how anxious I am
"I know KitKat I will see you in a bit go get ready we both know you take forever" Justin says laughing but I know he is using this joke to make me stop asking questions about his father. I sigh and decide to let it go we are partying tonight, and I didn't want to ruin the night by putting a damper on both our moods.
"Fine see you later fuck boy" I say jokingly before hanging up
The reputation as the bad boy Is all an act, he keeps it up that way he won't get attached to people it's his safe net. Justin hates relying on people and getting close to others because he believes that if he does so even to me, he is being a burden, he is being weak. He does do drugs but so do so how can I possibly judge him for that if I did, I would be a hypocrite.

After an hour and a half, I was finally done getting ready and just waiting for him to pick me up. I was wearing a black crop top with fishnet tights and ripped skinny jeans. My family were out right now so this was the perfect time to sneak out as any.
As soon as I got a text from Justin saying that he was here I grabbed my purse and quietly headed downstairs to the kitchen and sneaked out through the kitchen window. Once I was out of the house I had to sneak past the eight guards that were outside making sure nobody came in or was on the premises that were not supposed to be or in my case supposed to be out. They were mostly there due to my many attempts at sneaking out which were successful most of the time. Once I was in Justin's car and away from the guards and my house I was relaxed and ready to have some fun. Justin smiles at me after he parks and opens the door for me and as he does that Justin looks at my outfit and smiles that goofy smile I love so much, "God your gorgeous you know that Katherine. You are stunning honestly; I can't wait to show my girl off. "
"Your girl? Since when am I your girl"
"Since today if you are okay with that?"
"Yes I am definitely okay with that" I smirk at him before he kisses me and then I kiss him back. We both get lost in the kiss my hands in his hair as he runs his hands down my body before we are broken apart by our friend Xavier whistling at us. We both blush as we break apart and Justin has his arm around me as Xavier smirks "finally Daniels you finally asked her out I thought it was going to be another painful year of you both flirting but not dating finally the confusion is put to a rest" he yells
I lay my head on Justin's shoulder to try to hide the blush that is clearly evident and Justin laughs at this "Xavier shut up okay it was going to happen eventually now will you shut your drunk self-up before the whole school hears we still got to maintain our reputation"
The rest of the night is spent by Xavier and I getting high and Justin being the driver. Justin had confronted me about sleeping at his place but with his dad there and me being high I didn't trust it and I decided to sleep at my house last night. After we dropped off Xavier he dropped me off a block down from where I live. My stupid ass got me caught because while I was high, I forgot that I sneaked out and should go through the window instead I went through the front door like the dumbass I am. As I opened the door Akillas was there and he was not happy to see me in the state I was in. Luckily, he did not yell at me or if he had I forgotten but I know he saw me because in the morning he promised that there were consequences to come.
End of flashback
"Dad what is this about?" I ask my father hoping it is not about what I think it is.
"So, your brother informed me you were not in your room last night. So I want to know why you thought that going to that stupid high school party was a good idea. I gave you life and you decide to what throw all that away. If you were to die at that party, I would be more thrilled then I am with you standing before me as a disgraceful child. Not only did you attend that party, but you went against your brothers. You disobeyed me, broke your brothers' rules and you are acting like a brat. You and your mother are both the same you are both liars and manipulators. You think the world revolves around you both you think this family should be kinder toward you well guess what your lucky I haven't tortured you yet you stupid girl " He said as calm and confident as ever.
The fact he smirked after what he said had made my blood boil, all I wanted to do was punch him. My jaw tightened and I dug my nails into my palm to keep from crying. I had to keep reminding myself that I was nothing like my family. I was not going to end up like them. I had to keep reminding myself that I didn't deserve a dead-beat father who only cared about me when it was convenient for him. I did not need to be told that I am a moron or be told on countless occasions how terrible of a daughter I am. I am sick of being scolded for not being obedient because I am done allowing my father to hurt me mentally, physically, and emotionally.
I am done with my father praying on me as if I was weak and I am done with his and the rest of my family's behavior of them always complaining about how they got the wrong daughter. So, I decided to snap back and tell him how I truly felt, "since when do you care if I listen to my brothers. The only time you have ever cared is when it is convenient to you so what was so bad about going to a high school party. I go to parties and get drunk every week or go get high honestly, I do not understand what the big deal is. For fuck sake you supply me the drugs and tell me to do them until I die. So why the hell would you care what I do?! What is so goddamn important that you cannot tell me?! Why the hell are you lying to me?! Common father you have the nerve to call me your daughter names but not let me in on a family secret where is your loyalty?!"
If looks could kill I would be dead. He was clearly unhappy with my choice of words, but at that moment I realized he wanted me to be his little girl. He didn't want me to change. He wanted me to be a robot something he could control. He was power hungry and that became more obvious over the past few months. But I didn't know why how could my father look at me with such hatred because I what disobeyed him? I had to find out why he looked at me differently. It took me a few months but when I finally learned the truth, I left my house and my family and began my search for her. She ruined my life and hell I deserved better everything that had happened is because of her. I hated her and she deserved to feel my pain.
A couple days later
Leaving that household was the best thing I have ever done. Justin's parents let me stay at the house rent free and honestly, I could never repay them for that. For the first few days of staying there I had woken up to panic attacks in the middle of the night due to the things my dad made me do. I woke up to memories of being hurt and crying myself to sleep. I couldn't do anything anymore I was scared my father would find me and I knew if he ever did, I would never be able to escape again. My father liked control and when he didn't have control over another person it drove him insane. He would manipulate anyone to ensure he always had control.
I couldn't do it anymore I had lost myself I had become defenseless I was broken beyond repair. No one knew the true damage that was done to me because I promised myself to never show weakness. I was done being daddy's sweetheart and instead I trained to be a killer. I did things he would never approve of including but not limited to drugs, smoking, starving myself, partying, killing his men who were close to finding me. I wouldn't let anyone get in the way of me killing her.
Nothing would stop me from ending her life it should have been me who lived in a mansion. It should have been me playing in that house with my siblings. It should have been me attending private school and it should have been me who was daddy's angel instead my parents kicked me out of the house put me in foster care and left me with a monster of a father. If I couldn't have what she had then neither could she and I would ensure I made that family pay for what they did to me. I would have lived an amazing life without torture without wanting to kill people they created the monster I am today. They created the killer I am today, and I will make sure they get what they deserve starting with Alessandra.