Chosen By The Mafia by Nina Daniel (best reads of all time TXT) 📕

Dad tightened his hand around my shoulders and lightly chuckled, I gasped in suspicion “I'm not joking darling, don't give me that look." he kept assuring me but I needed proof to stable my rapid beater, "Since it’s almost a month away, I want you to know to keep focusing on your exams because this is your last year and you have to perform well in order to get the treat,” he informed me, slightly giving me a chance to doubt his previous words. 

This time when he saw my horrific face which was out of colours, he laughed wholeheartedly making mum shook her head in disbelief or was she equally participated in teasing me. I frowned on their behaviours - taking an audible breath frequently. "I'm kidding girl, we will go there no matter what, don't take it on your weak heart!" my mum cleared my confusion and I sighed in relief. 

When I gave mind a time to process, it jumped in happiness, my body acted the same as my feelings. “wait wait wait! Let me process this all, whoa (chuckle), this all is too much to disgust at once, I mean are you serious? Are we going? REALLY!?” I cluttered,

“Yes, we are, silly head?” Mum made sure that I heard it and when I did, I threw my hands in the air like a maniac getting freedom from an asylum,

“Thank you so much mom, dad, I mean… I don’t have words to say how happy and excited I’m already! it’s gonna be the best for sure. You guys are the best thing that happened to me” I screamed,

I embraced both of them once and kissed on their cheeks, making them giggle “YES YES YES, the best day of my life, we are going, we are coming, I’m coming Spain, woohoo,” I chanted and jumped, I saw dad shook him head with a chuckle where I gave mom a wink. I bounded; making my way to the door because I don’t wanna be late, “Goodbye fellas, see you tonight!” I waved at them with bright teeth, they replied back. With that, I walked to school.

All-day, I was smiling to myself, my thoughts were unstoppable. I was too happy that finally, FINALLY. my dream is coming true. I being in Spain, I can’t wait for next weekend. IT’S ALL IS SO GOOD TO BE TRUEEEE!

My 18th birthday in the middle week of June. how am I gonna spend these weeks when I know how badass my coming Mondays are but wait! I need to apply an application for leave. Alright, I’ll do it today so they don’t refuse me later, or I still don’t care if they refuse me, it won't stop me going there. Naah, nothing is precious to me in front of my thing. 

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A month passed

Time was my greatest enemy during this whole month which clearly felt like a century to live. I remember how I had spent every second of it in impatience; studied hard to win dad's assurance that I'm actually way much concerned in going Spain, I had counted days for this day, and finally, the arrived! 

Today’s gonna be the best and most beautiful day of my life, the most awaited moment has arrived and I wish it never goes away, stays like this forever but even the quality time has to fade away, time stops for no one. *sigh* a sad reality of it,

Just packed all of my stuff, some sexy bikinis (it’s gonna be hot, right), some amazing dresses I bought for this trip and my necessaries. My entire family was going and there’s nothing better than this. I stepped towards the lounge where my sight met my kinsfolks. My kiddos fighting over uno and I know as always, Ethan might be cheating again just the way he does every time.

“Mom! It’s not fair, he always cheats and now, he won’t let me touch the cards,” Miley crying her eyes out

“Ethan, again you made your sister cry, apologize to her now! why do you do this to your little sister, my wise one? You know, bad boys misbehave and you are not a bad boy, right?” Mom rebuked him

“But mom, she always makes a fuss, why can’t she be decent,” he counter-questioned,

“What you’ll do is what she will learn. So, it’s up to you whether you mend it or end it. No questioning now. say sorry,” she said authoritatively,

“I’m sorry Mil, but you make a fuss and it’s clear,” mum shushed,

“Hey hey guys, take a chill pill, you both know, how important this day is for me,” I looked down inquiring their eyes,

“Yes Ana, we know, sorry for spoiling,” they both said in unison which made me laugh,

“Oh, cuties it’s alright. Now, we better start putting luggage in the car, guess who doesn’t wanna miss flight?” I made sure, and they both answered.

Our uncle agreed on dropping us to the airport. We inquired about the lock system of our house. Making sure the safety was safe, we headed to the airport. My inner self was on cloud nine. I left my worries behind and took a deep breath on my journey of pursuit of passion.   

We reached the airport in 30 mins. We finally stepped. We headed towards the boarding gates, yay! We got checked-in and guided towards our plane. We arranged our bag-packs in the space bins and settling in our seats before the flight start,

Oh, I’m so excited, I can’t believe I’m already living my dream. Is it true? Am I being in this plane for real? Going to the dream place, why can’t my mind process it, maybe it is so good to be true.

“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome onboard Flight AA3421 with service from Houston to Madrid. We are currently third in line for take-off and are expected to be in the air in approximately seven minutes’ time. We ask that you please fasten your seatbelts at this time and secure all baggage underneath your seat or in the overhead compartments. We also ask that your seats and table trays are in the upright position for take-off. Please turn off all personal electronic devices, including laptops and cell phones. Smoking is prohibited for the duration of the flight. Thank you for choosing Mountain Airlines. Enjoy your flight.”

The plane took off. This entire flight is going to 12 hrs and 45 mins. I took the window seat; I wanted to see how a beautiful world looks from above. It was all cloudy and several times I saw water downland. We are leaving the water behind and nearing paradise; I checked the time; it was 9:18 AM. 12 Hours is a hell of a time, I mental-pictured