She is addiction
because she possesses
a pure heart
and a dirty mind.

Charlotte's P.O.V

"What are you going to wear?" I asked my best friend, Elle as I sat back down on my queen-sized bed after sorting out my outfit. She turned her head, looking at me over her shoulder with a confused look on her face and then shrugged her shoulders.

"You are just......let me find something for you." I shook my head and sighed while she just smirked and jumped on the bed, tugging a pillow under her chin and staring at me.

I slowly got up from the bed and made my way over to my walk-in closet. "Remember no dress!" She yelled out loud and I playfully rolled my eyes. "You are saying that as if I don't you since we were in diaper." I chuckled. "Just for confirmation bitch." She said loudly and I giggled and shook my head at her again.

Silly Elle. I thought.

I started looking in my closet for good ten minutes until I found something I knew Elle would like because she was really picky with her clothing.

"Aha. Found it." I mumbled in victory, pulling the outfit out of it's hanger and walked back to my room. Elle's eyes lightened up as soon as her eyes landed on the outfit and she gave me a thumbs up and grabbed it from me.

(Elle's Outfit)

"We'll be slaying with these outfits on. I can't wait to have fun tonight." Elle said excitedly and I couldn't help but smile at her.

Being the daughter of one of the biggest mafia leader in America wasn't easy at all. Simon De Luca, my father, was one of the biggest mafia leader in the United States of America. My family was italian and my ancestor were settled in Italy but my great great grandfather decided to begin a fresh start and he and my great great grandmother came here to America to start their new lives.

As my father always says, the couple didn't had enough money when they first came here but destiny had already chosen their lives for them and when my great grandfather turned ten everything changed and my great great grandfather became a mafia. And quickly they became one of the biggest mafia family in the whole United States. Dad told us that when he decided to retire and spend the rest of his life with his wife, the title was then given to my great grandfather and just like that it was passed on to the next generation of the family.

With the lifestyle we had, our lives were constantly in danger. My Dad being the most over-protective Dad in the world, always made sure we had security around us 24/7. And that meant having bodyguards around us all the time. I never got to experience things that every teenager experience. I never went to a party. I never went to a club. I never smoked or drank. Not even a beer. I never had one night stand, not like I wanted to. I was still a virgin. The point is, I had never experienced anything because of my Dad's profession and lifestyle.

I wasn't going to deny the fact that I wasn't jealous when I heard girls in my highschool talking about how their weekends went by. How they spent their day with their boyfriends or at an arcade with their friends. Hell I never even had a boyfriend. The boys I liked were never interested in me or they were so scared of my Dad that they never made any attempt to get to know me. I didn't even had any friends but I was lucky to have Elle, Luke and sister Sarah by my side.

They were my only best friends.

"Here is my outfit!" Sarah announced as she walked in my bedroom making me snap out of my thoughts. She placed her outfit on the bed and jumped on the bed with a huge smirk her face.

I glared down at her outfit, which would perfectly fit her body and curves, and then at her

(Sarah's outfit)

"And who said we are going to take you with us?" I raised an eyebrow. "I did." She smiled widely making me roll my eyes at her. "Sarah you are seventeen for crying out loud. You aren't legal and we obviously can't take you to the club with us." Elle said and Sarah hummed looking down her nails.

"I wonder what will Dad do when he finds out his nineteen year old daughter and goddaughter are sneaking out to the club." She smirked looking up at us. "He'll be so disappointed in you both." She put on a sad face while clenching her chest in her hands.

"So disappointed." She whispered.

"And who will tell him about this?" She raised an eyebrow. "Oh wait I will!" She smirked making me narrow my eyes at her.

This seventeen year old girl is way too smart. Fucking blackmailer.

"Sarah what the hell do you want?" I said crossing my arms around my chest. "Duh isn't it obvious? I want to come to the club with you." She stated.

"And what if we don't take you with us?" I raised an eyebrow. "Testing me already huh? I will tell Dad about your whole "sneaking out" thing and we all know what will happen next." She faked a smile. Elle and I looked at each other and sighed. "Whatever." I mumbled. "But if you ever open your mouth about this I'll whip your ass." I said pointing my finger at her and she simply smiled in victory.

"You got yourself a deal sis." She said and I couldn't help but chuckle. She surely does know how to get her ways.

"But we still go few hours so let's just stay here and we'll start getting ready in an hour or two." Elle announced and we both nodded. I put all of ours outfits aside and got comfortable on the bed.

"Wait what are you wearing again?" Elle asked innocently with a confused and apologetic face making me giggle and grab my outfit to show her and Sarah again.

(Charlotte's Outfit)

"Sis with that outfit on..." Sarah eyes widened as she examined my outfit. ".... you'd look 10 times hotter and sexier." Elle completed as they both checked out the outfit.

"Super hot." Sarah whispered as she caressed the fabric.

"Are you going to pop the cherry tonight?" Elle wiggled her eyebrows at me making me roll my eyes at her.

Yes, I was still a virgin and I was most definitely not going to lose it to someone at a stupid club. My dignity and self respect won't allow me be that reckless. And besides, I do know how to control myself.

"Guys just stop now." I giggled with the small blush playing on my cheeks and put the outfit away.

"And the cherry is staying in the jar. Sealed." I stated and Elle playfully rolled her eyes while chuckling.

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"Claim?" Both Sarah and I said in confusion while Elle nodded her head.

"That's what always happens in mafia." She shrugged and I frowned my eyebrows in confusion. "What do you mean that's what always happens in mafia?" I asked confused.

This was the first time I was hearing this word.

Claim.

We still have an hour or two to get ready for the club because apparently my Dad and Mom were still awake and were downstairs so obviously we won't be able to sneak out until they were off to bed which resulted us in waiting and Elle filling us with this now found information.

"Don't tell me that you haven't heard of it?" She said shocked and I slowly shook my head. If felt like she almost knew something which I never did. But what was it?

"But what is this whole "claim" thing about?" Sarah said breaking the silence. "Claim..." Elle sighed before licking her lips turning her gaze to me. "... It has been happening in the Mafia world since generations. In every mafia family, the male always claims a woman as his when he turns eighteen years old. It is a tradition and as I said, it is running in mafia lifestyle for centuries." She said. "And if he still hasn't found the one?" Sarah asked while I simply and carefully listened to Elle's answer.

"He waits. He waits until he finds the one. And then they get married but he cannot marry the girl until she's eighteen too. He must wait for her." Elle answered and there was a brief and almost awkward silence in the air until I decided to break it.

"What about the girl? What about her choice? What if she doesn't want to be "claimed"? What if she doesn't want to get married to that person?" I asked putting emphasis on the word 'claimed'. "I don't know. As much as I heard about it she cannot say no. She must marry him. And as much as I know and had seen, the girl always ends up falling for that guy. They always do. I mean, just because they are married doesn't mean she's a toy or something like that. He must love her, he must take care of her, he must protect her and he must respect her. Or he'll lose it." Elle said and ran her tongue over her bottom lip.

"But isn't she already treated like a toy if a man simply claims her as his own. A girl is not an object. She's not someone's property. Why claim a human being?" I couldn't help but ask.

Elle just shrugged while sighing and I rolled my eyes, but not at her. How can a someone just claim a human being as their own? How can someone else decide what life the other person will have on their own? That is disgusting.

"So does that mean our parents too...?" Sarah trailed off. "No. I mean I don't think so. They never mentioned it either. They would had told us if that was the case." I shook my head and she slowly nodded her head.

But that didn't stop me from questioning myself. Did Dad claimed Mom too? But neither of them has ever mentioned it. But Elle did say it's like a 'tradition'.

This whole 'Claimed' thing is so new to me that I cannot even think straight for now.

"Anyways let's keep this topic closed for now and get ready." Elle said making me snap out of my thoughts.

"Yeah sure." I mumbled and got up from the bed as I put one of the pillows aside.

The topic was quickly changed to another one as soon as we three started getting ready. Before that Sarah had went to check if Mom and Dad were still awake or not, which they weren't. But that didn't mean it was going to be easy for us because we'll still have to sneak past from the security.

The bubbles of excitement started bursting in my stomach as soon as we were done getting ready. The fact that I was going to do something out of my character excited me. I had never ever sneaked out of the house but that didn't mean I haven't went to a party. If family or business parties count. But Dad always had someone assigned to 'spy' on us to make sure I wasn't involved in something bad and was safe and sound. That was kinda annoying because I was just nineteen years old girl trying to experience new things in life. I wanted to test my limits and see how far I can go. Even though I couldn't really do much in those parties and they were boring.

"Be quite." I whispered making the girls roll their eyes on me. We were able to sneak past the security and Elle had already parked her car somewhere a little further away from our mansion so we did have a ride.

The security around the house was tight. But it was even more since I turned sixteen years old. I remember watching five cars filled with security following or going everywhere with me except for just two. I was beyond confused but I couldn't even question Dad about it. No matter what but mafia men weren't allowed to discuss their work with women of the house. Even if I asked, Dad would just ignore my questions.

However, we were able to sneak past the security to Elle's car.

Not to brag but we were really clever to sneak past this tight security even when they keep watch at my bedroom. Yes, the security keeps watch at my bedroom. When I asked Dad about it, he just shrugged it off and said it was for my safety. That didn't stop me from questioning him some more. Why won't I feel safe in my own bedroom? What could possibly go wrong with me while I was in my bedroom? Again he just shrugged it off and said it was for my safety. But that never stopped me from covering my windows with curtains at guards faces. They were creepy and stalkish.

"This is going to be so much fun!" Sarah squealed making me snap out of my train of thoughts and giggle to myself. We quickly got into Elle's car, me on the passenger seat, Elle on driver's seat and Sarah on the backseat, and drove away to the club.

We were jamming and singing along to the songs which were blasting through the speakers the whole time. Before we knew it, we were already at the club.

Elle parked her car at a safe place and we three climbed out of the car. We were able to get into the club without any trouble, thank God for that.

As soon as we entered the club, I couldn't help but look around myself. The club was dark. The music was blasting everywhere through huge sections. People were dancing, drinking and making out. Let's just say many were practically having sex.

A rush of thrill ran through my body as I made my way further inside the club. "This is so cool." I could help but yell at Elle and Sarah who excitedly nodded their heads.

"Let's get some drink first." Elle said already making her way towards the bar. I chuckled and grabbed Sarah's hand before following after her.

It took us few minutes to finally reach there after bumping into so many sweaty and dancing bodies. People literally were dancing everywhere.

"Took you both long enough." Elle chuckled when we both settled down beside her. "Shut up." Sarah grumbled and I just giggled.

"Here is your drink." The bartender said putting a can of coke in front of her while he gave Elle and I a beer. "Coke? Seriously?" She gave Elle a look. "You better shut the fuck up and drink it." I said sternly and she rolled her eyes at me. "Whatever." She mumbled.

I grabbed my own beer and took a gulp of it. "Now that we are finally here, I don't know what to do." I chuckled a little, raising the bottle to my mouth to take another sip of my beer making the girls let out a small laugh.

I didn't know what to do but somehow as time passed I found myself drinking two more bottles of beer and few shots of vodka and feeling tipsy and lightheaded.

"I-is the earth spinning?" I blurred out before giggling a little. "Or I am?" I added only to see Sarah face palming herself from the corner of my eye.

"You never told me you had a twin." Elle pouted. I turned to her and my eyes widened a little when I found myself looking at three Elle staring back at me. Her eyes started getting a little watery and her bottom lips started to wobble. Definitely my drunk self had a opinion of her own.

"You never told me you were triplets." I yelled covering my face with my hand. "19 years of friendship and yet you keep things from me." I cried in my hand.

"Yup you both are definitely drunk." Sarah mumbled to herself.

"THAT'S BECAUSE I'M NOT!" Elle yelled completely ignoring Sarah's comment. "I am not twin either." I giggled looking up at her. "But I do have a sister." I said drunkenly. "Wait lemme find where she is." I said turning in my seat.

"Ah here she is." I said squeezing Sarah's cheeks making her slap my hands away. "Awe." I pouted. "You see she is a real bitch." I said loudly. "But don't tell her I said that." I said innocently. Elle giggled drunkenly and nodded her head.

"I wanna dance!" She groaned after few seconds. "C'mon." She grabbed my hand and started dragging me to the middle of the dance floor so we could dance.

"GIRLS WAIT!" We heard Sarah yell but gave no care to her words. We were too intoxicated to know what was happening around ourselves.

When we reached the middle of the dance floor, we started swaying our hips on the rhythm of the song until the song was changed to 'Into You' by Ariana Grande.

I'm so into you
I can barely breathe
And all I wanna do
Is to fall in deep
But close ain't close enough
'Til we cross the line, yeah, yeah

So name a game to play
And I'll role the dice, hey

"Oh baby look what you started. The temperature's rinsing in here. Is this gonna happen? Been waiting and waiting for you to make a move.......before I make a move." I sang as I swayed my hips while running my fingers through my hair sexily.

Dancing so carelessly and sexily made me feel confident and free. It felt as if I was alone. Nobody was watching me and I had just decided to loose and let myself be free. It was a amazing feeling.

I chuckled lightly and started jumping around causing my hair to flip every other time.

So baby, come light me up
And maybe I'll let you on it
A little bit dangerous,
But baby, that's how I want it
A little less conversation, and
A little more touch my body
'Cause I'm so into you
Into you
Into you

I let my hand loose it's grip from my hair as I slowly let it travel south, traveling down my breasts until I decided to remove it from my body.

This feeling was new to me. I had never felt so free and I had never felt so sexy as I was feeling right now. The feeling gave me chills and thrills, something I never knew I'd want to feel.

That was until I felt two muscular hands grasping my waist from behind but I was too intoxicated to care. I let that person's hands stay where they were but turned my head around to get a glimpse of the guy.

Our eyes met and he smirked.

"I must say you got really sexy moves." He rasped making me chuckle a little and smirk. He was... sexy. He had deep blue eyes, jet black hair pulled into a quiff, defined jaw, cute little nose, pink plump lips and a little stubble on his chin which wasn't really noticeable until you look at him closely. He was definitely taller than me with the way he was towering over my body and had his left sleeve tattooed. Let's not forget about the thick British accent he got. The way he spoke was definitely hot.

"You wanna explore more?" I said softly and seductively making him grin. "Show me what you got." He smirked making me smirk back at him and I started swaying my body against his.

Got everyone watchin' us
So baby, let's keep it secret
A little bit scandalous
But baby, don't let them see it
A little less conversation and
A little more touch my body
'Cause I'm so into you
Into you
Into you
Oh, yeah

I saw Elle looking at us from the corner of my eye. When I turned my head to her, she mouthed, "He's hot."

I giggled slightly and let my arms wrap around his neck as we moved our bodies together in sync.

This could take some time, hey
I made too many mistakes
Better get this right, right, baby

Oh, baby, look what you started
The temperature's rising in here
Is this gonna happen?
Been waiting and waiting for you to make a move
(Woo, ooh, ooh)
Before I make a move
(Woo, ooh, ooh)

I turned around to face him and his grip on me tightened a little making me lean towards him even more.

"I am Ethan King." He said softly. "My parents call me Charlotte." I giggled. Yup, definitely drunk.

So baby, come light me up
And maybe I'll let you on it
A little bit dangerous
But baby, that's how I want it
A little less conversation, and
A little more touch my body

'Cause I'm so into you
Into you
Into you

Got everyone watchin' us
So baby, let's keep it secret
A little bit scandalous
But baby, don't let them see it
A little less conversation and
A little more touch my body
'Cause I'm so into you
Into you ('Cause I'm so into you)
Into you

"I wish I could personally meet your parents and thank them for creating such a perfection like you." He winked making me giggle.

"Let me tell you something." I said as if I was just going to reveal a top secret. I leaned in before whispering, "My father owns a gun."

"I don't know you yet but I can already say I am ready to take a bullet for you." He said making me laugh softly.

Tell me what you came here for
'Cause I can't, I can't wait no more
I'm on the edge with no control
And I need, I need you to know
You to know, oh

So baby, come light me up
And maybe I'll let you on it
A little bit dangerous
But baby, that's how I want it
A little less conversation, and
A little more touch my body
'Cause I'm so into you
Into you
Into you

He smiled widely when he saw me laughing until my laughter died down when his big hand cupped my left cheek. My breath hitched when I notice him slowly started leaning in. I closed my eyes, waiting to feel his lips against mine but that never happened.

Except I felt his body being jerked away from mine with force. I immediately opened my eyes which instantly widened when I saw Ethan on the floor and a guy staring at him with clenched jaw and his fists clenching and un-clenching every few seconds. He was pissed, that's for sure.

"Ethan." I gasped, now feeling myself getting a little sober, making the guy to look at me. I couldn't really say who it was because of the darkness.

The guy turned back to Ethan before leaning down and whispering something to him which made his eyes widened and he immediately got up and walked away in fear.

"What the- HEY!" I screamed when the guy picked me up in his arms and put me on his shoulder.

"Put me down." I started kicked and wiggling around hoping his grip on me would loosen up. "Shut the fuck up!" He spat. His hand came in contact with my ass which made me gasp loudly.

He did not just spank me! How dare he!?

"What the fuck!?" I kicked again. "You better shut the fuck up on your own or I'll make you." He spat again and I groaned loudly making sure he heard me.

"Elle!" He barked loudly.

There was silence for few seconds, the only thing I could hear was the song blasting around, until I heard Elle.

"What the-"

"-Go and get Sarah and meet me outside. You better not pull out any stunt." He said dominantly and sternly which made shiver a little.

His voice was... something. The way he was speaking so dominantly made me want to submit to him but he was being an asshole. Who does he think he is!?

"Yes father." Elle mewled in fear. I really couldn't see her but I'm sure she had ran away in fear to get Sarah.

The guy started mumbling incoherently under his breath as he started making his way outside the club with me still on his shoulders.

"Who are you!? Let me go!" I started kicking my legs making him spank my ass again. "Shut up or I'll pull you down on your knees." He said and fear rushed through my body when I heard him say that.

I decided to stop wiggling around because I didn't know who he was and after what he said, I feared him.

I sighed when he stopped in front of a car, which must has been his, and opened the passenger side door and put me down on the seat. He grasped the seatbelt in his hand, ready to fasten it.

"I do know how to fasten a seatbelt." I said making him glare at me. "Okay sorry." I said putting my pointer finger on my lips and looking at him innocently. He slightly shook his head and fastened my seatbelt and stood back up straight. He closed the car door and just in time Sarah and Elle walked out of the club.

The guy opened the car door for them and they got in the backseat without saying a word. Then he quickly jogged towards the driver's seat and climbed in.

He started the engine and pulled the car out of the parking area. "Where are you taking us?" I asked softly making him glare at me again.

"Home." He said.

That one word made me relax a little in my seat. He must be one of Dad's guy if he's taking us back home. Maybe Dad found out about us sneaking out and told him to come and get us.

But this thought never stopped me from staring his features. The way he kept his beautiful hazel colored eyes locked on the road, the way he scrunched up his cute little nose, the way he licked his pink plump lips. His jaw was defined, even more defined than Ethan's, and he kept clenching and un-clenching it every few seconds. His neck had the word 'patience' tattooed on it and it really looked good on his. Not only that, both of his sleeves were covered with tattoos but I couldn't really see what they looked like.

In other words, he looked like a Greek God. God must had taken his time to sculpture such a beautiful human being.

Wait what am I even thinking about? I thought.

I decided to snap out of my thoughts and look away from the guy before he notices me looking at him and turned to look at the window.

But a part of me felt as if he already knew my eyes were on him the whole time.

For the rest of the ride, no words were exchanged. Nobody said anything. To say that the atmosphere was surrounded by an awkward silence would be an understatement. But nobody decided to break it.

We finally reached home in what felt like forever.

I snapped out of my thoughts when the car came to stop. I slowly unfastened my seatbelt when I saw Dad standing at the front door with his hands crossed over his chest.

I gulped.

Before I could even open the door to get out, the guy opened the door for me making me look at him.

"Thank you.'" I said softly and got out. He didn't say anything but grasped my hand in his and started walking to the front door. His grip on me was tight but not tight enough to make me hurt and bruise my skin.

"We'll talk in the morning." Dad said when we entered the house.

"Ma sono molto deluso da voi ragazze." He said and I shamelessly looked down at my feet.

"But I'm very disappointed in you girls."

"Go upstairs in your rooms." He ordered and I slowly nodded my head.

"Yes Papá." I said softly leaving the guy's warm hand and slowly making my way upstairs with Elle and Sarah following behind.

When I reached the stairs, I turned around to look at the guy, already finding him staring at me.

My cheeks flushed and I turned around and continued walking upstairs.

When Elle and I reached my room, I quickly walked into the bathroom to get changed into my red silk night dress that Mom had bought for me.

Elle got changed too and then we both got under the cover, read to go to sleep. It was 3:21 am after all and I was more than exhausted.

But before I could turn off the lights, there was a knock on the door. Elle and I looked at each other for a brief second before I gulped. What if it was Papá?

"Ummm...Come in." I cleared my throat. The door opened and Sarah quickly walked in and locked the door behind her.

"What happened?" I frowned my eyes in confusion. "Is everything okay?" Elle said.

"That's wasn't Papá's guy." Sarah said making me frown deeper. "What do you mean?" I asked in confusion.

"He wasn't sent by Papá." She said and sat down on the bed. "I heard him and Papá talking. The guy was angry at him. Like really angry. He was pissed. I couldn't really eavesdrop what they were talking about but I heard him say this..." She sighed.

"What did you hear him say?" I asked softly.

"It's time to get what's mine."

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Edit: I forgot about this and I just remembered lol but I want to thank stylesoftimothee for making such an amazing and mind-blowing cover for my book Claimed! Lana, baby, you are just so talented and I love you very much 🤍