The Stolen Mafia Princess
READING AGE 18+
“Sir.. we’ve found her!” Armani yelled as he ran in the room. “We’ve finally found your daughter.”
I leaned back in my chair and ran my hands through my hair. “Armani..” I sighed heavily. “Forgive me if I find this hard to believe.. it’s been 17 years since she was taken. No one would keep her alive for that long.” I had given up hope many years ago that my daughter was still alive. Finding her, and bringing her home was my wife’s dying wish.. and yet I was so sure that she was gone.
“Sir please! The girl.. she did a dna test at the hospital she was taken to. They were able to confirm, and called immediately! They sent over surveillance footage.” He said plopping down a laptop on my desk. He clicked a few keys before an image popped up. There, was a young girl, she looked so scrawny, so sickly. She had a busted lip, and her eye was black and swollen. Even with her disheveled state I could see plainly. It was her.. it was my little girl! I choked back a sob and looked to Armani. “Where is she?”
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{Viktor’s POV}
I had been nervous all evening, just waiting for the actual party to begin. My brother and sister had been talking about how nice Margo could be, but also how much hatred she held towards the Petrov’s. I didn’t blame her, they were horrible people, and it pained me that they were able to hold……
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