The Princess Mafia

CHAPTER 1

CAROL'S POV

"And the POP woman of the year goes to Carol Anderson!!"

I was oblivious to everything because I started vaping. I was upset because it seemed as though I might not receive any award after all the work I put in to produce and release good songs last year.

I became dumbfounded when I heard my name, the crowd kept cheering; singing my praises. Apparently the announcer just called my name!

I really won the award!

All I had to do was walk up to the podium to collect my award. It was that easy but even that I failed to achieve. My legs suddenly gave way any way to the podium and l fell flat on the cold hard ground.

I couldn't even lift my head up, I was ashamed. The so-called fans I thought supported me were just laughing at me. The world turned against me.

I was in that miserable state when I heard my name, someone was calling out to me over and over.

"Carol!"

"Carol"

I was still on the floor when water from nowhere came and flooded the whole event hall and everything in it, including me.

"Carol"

I opened my eyes again and they met with Azalea's. My foster mom.

"You're one dreamer, aren't you?"

She said.

"So it was all a dream, thank Goodness"

I smiled with relief but my smile turned into a frown when I realized that reality was no better.

I had work to go to and I was already late.

"That damn dream!"

I cursed out loud.

Azalea just stared at me for a split second then proceeded to scream, reflex.

"Get up from there and go make me money! You need to leave here soon!"

She closed the door of my room as she said that and left.

I sprang out of bed immediately, not because I wanted to please my step mother but because I couldn't afford to lose my part-time job.

I showered and dressed up in my uniform. I also put in nice clothes I could wear when I was off for the day.

I started heading off.

I didn't even stay for Azalea's so-called perfect breakfast consisting of crackers, butter and tea. Before she'll tell me to re-pay her for that too. That's how cunning she was, and I really despised her for it.

Even all my foster sisters sorted themselves out and left. It was just me.

I stepped out and flagged down a taxi. I got there just in time for work to commence.

Gigi ran up to me and gave me a hug.

"Carol! You're here! You made it! I thought you wouldn't and I was already scared you could lose your job"

She suddenly smacked me and her brows furrowed.

"You silly girl"

She proceeded to hug me again with a full smile spread across her face.

I could tell she was worried sick.

Thank Goodness I made it.

It was a brewing factory and my section was the packaging, while Gigi's was the production. So she got messier everyday. But her pay was a little higher at least. We normally got pretty exhausted and treated each other almost everyday.

But today's case was a different story. Something happened.

I discovered something in the bottle I was packaging. It was off-white in color and it didn't seem to have a smell. It was also powdered. I noticed it in a few other bottles, almost all. After trying to decipher what it was along with my fellow workers, I called the attention of the supervisor but he seemed nonchalant. Trying so hard to convince us that it's just the weather taking its toll on the bottles. I certainly wasn't convinced but I let it go. He grabbed my hands when I picked up a few to wash and told me to use them like that.

I refused and we got into a heated argument that almost cost me my job.

I was really frustrated at this point and wanted to hand in my resignation letter, but I had to pay my foster mom back. Cursing such evil behaviors a factory would put up just to sell more.

I just had to use them that way and work continued for a few more minutes.

We had our twenty minutes break right after and Gigi walked up to me, looking all messy as usual. She also got our orange juice and sandwiches.

We went outside and sat while eating in a secluded place when we began to hear strange noises coming from an abandoned kiosk-like store.

Gigi heard them first while I was engrossed in eating my sandwich. She alerted me and we got scared.

My curiosity got the best of me because I really wanted to know what has happening, so I told Gigi to sit still and keep watch while I made my way to the window of the kiosk.

I saw two men but they weren't so visible. I wondered how they could be alone and converse in such a creepy place. I turned to leave because I was getting really creeped out when someone suddenly grabbed me and took me into the kiosk while covering my mouth with his hands.

I was immediately tied up with my eyes blindfolded.

"What is she doing back here?"

The voice sounded like my supervisor's.

"We're going to have to kill her, I'm not sure about what she has heard"

Kill? Kill??

I heard that and my knees tightened in fear.

"Don't kill her, just beat her up a little and make sure she keeps her mouth shut! I don't want anymore blood in my hands"

My fears intensified. I heard footsteps fading away so u thought they had gone so I decided to make a run for it.

I tried to stand up when I received a heart stopping kick that immediately sent me to become one with the ground.

"And where do you think you're going??"

"What did you hear"

I couldn't say anything since my mouth and eyes were all covered. Plus I didn't hear anything, I honestly didn't.

He got upset, removed the napkin he tied across my mouth and asked me again, but I had nothing to say to him.

He got upset and began to curse loudly.

After a while no sound was heard,but I decided to stay put this time around.

Soon I felt hands move up my shirt.

My heart skipped a beat due to the new sensations I began to feel. But I was still really scared and anxious.

What was he trying to do to me?

I felt a heavy weight on my body,he started nibbling at my neck and kissing it.

"You're pretty yuuno"

He whispered in the deepest voice ever that sent shivers down my spine.

And I still didn't know the identity of this man.

I just wanted to get released.

Soon he made his way to my shirt and removed the buttons one by one. He ripped out my bra and his lips landed on my boobs.

Tears already formed in my eyes.

I couldn't even scream, who would help me?

He sucked on them till I was sure I was very sore.

I thought it was all over when he legit tore my uniform pants apart.

I felt a new sense of shame, I was almost naked.

I started begging him to let me go but he refused, still slapping me really hard for talking.

He was going to rape me, wasn't he?

He put his head on my feminine area and sniffed it. Damn I was ashamed and I felt really weak at that point.

My life came flashing right before my eyes.

Look what my curiosity caused me.

He finally removed my blindfolds.

I saw his face, well not entirely since he was wearing a face mask.

"I want you to stare deep inside my eyes! Do that now!"

I had no choice but to do what he asked, my eyes were all red from crying.

He removed his clothes and proceeded to put his dick inside my mouth. It tasted really salty.

He began to mouth fuck me and he gagged me really badly. We continued that way until I felt a build up in his dick on my mouth. It was expanding so much that I felt it would explode.

Turns out it did.

He cummed right inside my throat which almost choked me to death.

I tried to cough it up when he let go of me but he just slapped me again.

"Get out of here!"

He ordered.

"If you tell anyone about this, I will find you and kill you. You hear me!"

He finally untied me and I ran out as fast as my legs could carry me right after wearing back my ripped pants.

Gigi was nowhere to be found in the spot I left her but I did meet her inside the building. She didn't seem to want to talk to me. She looked scared and all defensive so I let her be.

I went straight to get mint and water. Gaggled my mouth and tried to wash everything out. I was utterly disgusted. Thank Goodness I wasn't raped. But I swallowed his motherfucking cum!

Since I couldn't do anything at this point, I just had to hand in my resignation since I couldn't bear to be a part of a factory that hurts people. To think that I even filled some of those bottles.

I wrote my resignation letter in a haze and walked in to submit it.

I gave my supervisor a deadly glare, dropped it and walked out.

He didn't even seem to care.

It all happened so quickly that I didn't take time to think about my choices. I couldn't even process anything at the moment.

They came rushing back into my mind at that moment.

How will I pay off my debts??

I didn't even realize when droplets of tears formed on my face. I was crying.

I handed in my uniform after changing into my casual clothes.

I hugged Gigi and left the company.

"F and G breweries"

I was sure I won't be forgetting it in a while.

I was clouded in my own thoughts as I left the building, walking slowly and wondering about a lot of things.

CHAPTER 2

CURTIS'S POV

"No, we can no longer work with you, I'm very sorry. I don't want to invest in something that I'm not certain of the success. My rival company came to you and you failed them. So I'm not going to try"

"But sir, just hear me out"

"Take care Curtis. I hope you'll Excel. But it's not with my help"

My last and final investor hung up on me, damn!

There's nothing I can even think of, I don't know anyone else that would help out. This is it. My company is folding up.

I heard a knock on the door, it was my secretary.

I made a motion with my hands for him to come in so I could hear what he had to say.

"We're going to have to leave sir"

"We've all handed in our resignation letters"

My secretary walked in and dropped the resignation letters of almost everyone in the company.

My employees were frustrated and they decided to leave the company because I could no longer pay them.

I rushed into a big deal and lost it, consequently losing a handful of investors. No one wanted to work with me anymore even after I tried everything to revive my company.

I couldn't believe my employees would do something like this to me.

Even after I paid them all handsomely when everything was all rosy.

It's funny how people turn against you when you've suddenly lost it all.

He looked at me for the last time before he left my office.

His parting words were...

"good luck sir"

I can't believe everything that is happening. I literally worked my way to the top only to come crashing down again. This is really unfair.

Why me?

After everything I've had to do.

My decent Enterprise! Fuck!!

My childhood definitely wasn't funny.

Mom left me and put me up for adoption.

I guess no one ever did since I landed in an orphanage.

I started from scratch, with a vision.

Now because I don't have anyone to help and I'm just starting out, they think they can abandon me??

I just sat on my chair, speechless for a while.

The offices were freshly painted for sure and I made everyone comfortable.

I felt like I would explode if I sat down on my seat any longer so I decided to take a walk around my building, supposedly now empty. I saw my secretary's desk, all cleared up.

I came out to the big work hall where all my employees had their various desks and departments allocated to them.

It was empty too.

No one was there. No one was willing to stand by a newly poor CEO.

The company just folded up. They didn't even bother to find out if I could still make it, I guess they were scared for their salaries.

I was about to turn back to my office to take some things from the office so I could head back home or something when I saw a ray of light coming from the conference room. I took a few subtle steps. Just to know who was there. As I was about to turn the knob of the door I heard voices, two ladies. They were mocking and laughing at me. It was my employees. For sure they'll still leave after they are done so I didn't even want to see them anymore. I just needed release.

So I went back to the office immediately, took a few things and headed out.

I turned back to look at my building once more before I flagged down a taxi which sped off.

Apparently I had to sell my car a while back to pay my staff.

I'll make everything right!

I'll succeed and rise again, no matter what it takes!

My mom will hear about me anywhere she is and wish she never abandoned me!!

Alive or dead!

*

Gigi's POV

Carol left me right there by the place we were eating and went deep into the abandoned place so she could find out what was going on. I began to have anxiety issues after a while because I didn't see her. I was scared but I still gathered courage to follow her route to check up on her.

Soon enough I heard footsteps approaching and I thought she was the one. I felt relief for a split second because right in that spot, I locked eyes with my supervisor. He was holding a powdery substance in a parcel.

Cocaine??

I shouted loudly without even thinking and my supervisor ran up to me. He gave me a deadly slap that made me fall to the ground.

"If you don't keep quiet about this I'll have you killed, you hear me!"

He said and left, but that wasn't important, what had happened to Carol? Where was she?

I was scared so I managed to get up and ran back to the building.

I was thinking about Carol all that time hoping she would come back, I wanted to smile when I saw her coming eventually but I got upset too.

Her curiosity had put us in trouble once again. She tried to talk to me but I just sent her away so I won't burst out crying in her arms like I always do.

She looked disoriented and I really hoped she'll be okay.

She left and I saw her trying to wash up her mouth, she also entered the supervisors office.

That crazy evil man!

She came out soon after and told me she was leaving. I was shook and I hugged her, shunning away every anger I had towards her. Whatever I went through couldn't possibly be worse than what she went through. So I understood why she wanted to leave, even though I pretended as though I didn't want to know.

Eventually, she left us. She left F and G breweries with wobbly legs.

I felt nothing but pity for her because I knew how we struggled to get this job.

Now she's lost it.

CHAPTER 3

CAROL'S POV

I just wanted to go home quickly so I could rest my head for a little while and think critically about my next steps and draft out a plan.

But what I met at home clearly wasn't what I wanted and expected.

I spotted Azalea from the gate and my instincts made me wait there and watch for what would unfold when I saw her with a man.

I knew she was up to no good, but I wanted to know what she was doing.

Damn my curiosity!

The man was in a slightly worn-out suit. And he also seemed really tired. They were talking and she was collecting a parcel from him.

A brown paper parcel and she opened it and brought out wads of cash.

I heard something he said that totally disorganized me.

"This is your foster daughter's feeding for the month. Do well to take care of her. The government asked me to give you extra since she's growing up now. Her needs will surely increase"

I was shocked upon hearing the news. So my Foster Mom actually took money from the government every month to cater for me??

Like she was literally paid every month for my feeding and clothing, even down to personal items and toiletries?

But she was using the money for herself, wasn't she?

And she was trying to make me pay and even threatening me if I don't pay up.

I got really upset so I entered and walked up to them when I could no longer hold it.

I saw the guilty but nonchalant look on Azalea's face but she didn't seem to know that I heard everything just yet.

"Really?? So this is what you've been doing to me!"

"And what exactly are you doing here by this time, you're supposed to be at work!"

"Don't you dare shout at me, you old wrench! After everything you've done you still feel no remorse!"

The man seemed really confused, with no idea whatsoever on what was going on.

"What's happening here, I'm quite confused"

Azalea wanted to speak but I chipped in at that moment.

"Well.."

"What's happening here is that this woman right here, never fed me for free. I had to work my ass out just to pay her for ever..yth...ing..

My voice was shaky. I began to cry. I felt really emotional, and hurt.

He looked really dumbfounded,he was surprised. He couldn't believe Azalea was that heartless and mean.

Azalea just stood at a corner, the least moved by the scenario.

"So, now what?"

She said.

Well, we're surely going to have to do something about this. Remember you signed a contract to always protect and love these kids we put in your care. Now you've breached the contract and who knows how long?"

He said disappointedly and left right after.

I looked at Azalea with so much hate and contempt. She's really the wicked witch of our generation.

She just went into the house and was trying to make her way into her room when I confronted her.

"Old hag! Stop right there"

"You silly girl! You're in no position to call me that!"

I was surprised she was still talking back, no remorse whatsoever.

"I can call you whatever I want! I don't owe you anything! How could you do that to me!!! I hate you so much and I'll make you pay. Even the little things you did to me. Now tell me how a reasonable human would pour water on another to wake them up. Yes! I never got over that! My bed is all wet now with no place to rest my head for a while. You'll pay!! You'll pay for everything!

She finally got into her room and slammed her door at my face.

I noticed a smirk too.

She didn't care, obviously she has no heart.

I was relieved a little, at least I didn't have to pay anyone anymore. I had my freedom.

The vibes from the house was nothing but torture. I couldn't even sleep since my bed was soaked really badly. The couch was okay but I didn't want to risk getting killed by Azalea, who knew what she was capable of.

So the home I saw comfort in a while ago became a dungeon for me.

I left the house and walked down the streets and started making inquiries from people on where I could get an apartment. Of course I did save some money for myself after making sure I paid Azalea thirty percent of my earnings every month since I started working.

I wish I never did that. Silly me!

And there's no way to get it back from her. Oh well I'll just let it slide.

I was on the street, looking at a house and how pretty it was when someone hugged me from behind and closed my eyes. The hands felt warm. I knew who it was when the person let out a laugh.

She finally released me and I turned to look at her.

"Jean!"

It was jean. My very good friend. We met two years ago at a get-together and we've been good friends since then. She's very chill and cool to be around with. I was so glad I saw her there, she lifted up my mood and I smiled again after a while. She embraced me right after. She had a very nice scent, like raspberries.

"How are you, girlfriend?

She said and smiled.

"What are you doing here? I saw you from across the street and decided to check up on you"

"That's very thoughtful Jean, I've missed you a lot. I guess I'm okay I suppose"

She noticed that my face was pale and proceeded to ask me what's wrong.

" Baby girl you don't look so good"

"It's my foster Mom"

"What's wrong?"

"She's making me go through so much pain. I'm currently looking for a house. I'm going to have to move out any moment now. She has done the worst"

"I'm sorry Carol, I promise you'll be fine. Come on, let me take you somewhere for lunch. So you'll feel a little better. You know I care about you"

I smiled at her and we walked a little more before we got to an Italian restaurant.

I definitely wasn't expecting what I met.