My dear little broccolis๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’š

๐Ÿ’š So, this is me doing a favour to someone who PMed me and asked to upload this story with the FSOG names. The original name of this fic is The Boss's Daughter and is published under the Mortal Instruments franchise. If you're one of my old readers, well, you already know this story, so only read it if you want to read it with other characters in mind; if you're a new reader, well hang on and let's see how Ana and Christian work in here.

๐Ÿ’š But before you strap in, just a couple of warnings. Any person used to my FF writing knows that my stories are STRONGLY out of characters. I like to play with expectations, I like to make a usually hated character loved, I like to have characters who have flaws. There is no black and white, just grey (pun non-intended).

๐Ÿ’šAlso, know that this story will be with a majority of Christian's PoV, and that, no matter how weird or filler a chapter is, it is here on purpose. I love placing hints and foreshadowings chapter in advance, and though they are hard to find at first, they become obvious at the second reading, or when you're used to my writing.

๐Ÿ’š Also, also, this is a fair WARNING, as the summary says, this story sets place in the mafia world, meaning that some dark themes will be touched upon. I usually put a warning at the beginning of the strong chapters, but the story is rated M for a reason, and it's not just because of the lemon. Those themes are needed for the integrity of the story and can't be skipped. So if you think you won't be able to read it, I understand and implore you to turn around now before you get invested in this tale. Otherwise, welcome on board.

๐Ÿ’š And finally, I LOVE cliffhangers. But since this is just a rewrite, lucky you won't have to wait long between chapters (which will be much longer than the Prologue, don't worry).

๐Ÿ’šAnyway, all I have to say is enjoy the ride, and don't forget to let me know what you think at the end of this prologue.

Love, Mina๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’š

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Prologue: (0,4K)

Christian's PoV

Christian was nervous, his last request ringing back through the small static from the connection. Raymond Steele could be a very angry man, although comparing that to his calming tone made him seem professional and not at all terrifying. Almost letting Christian forget that his boss was a crime lord. Not just a crime lord, the crime lord. Head of Idris, an exclusive elite of very capable men who led the mafia around the world.

"I suppose it's a small request. I will be at the hotel by seven and we can continue this conversation." Christian was actually surprised to hear that Raymond would be there that early in the morning since he was at the moment several hours drive away from New York.

Heaving a sigh of relief as the phone line went dead, he leaned further into the bathroom sink. He had locked himself in there to make his phone call, and even though it was finished he couldn't bring himself to come out. Turning the tap, Christian submerged his hands and hissed as the icy water touched his face. He had tried to complete his mission, but it was becoming more difficult than he had bargained for. The dark copper-haired man hoped that Raymond could replace him before he did something stupid.

Christian wasn't a bad man, he didn't enjoy torturing children nor did he rob banks during his lunch break, but he was not a good man either. Ten years ago, on his eighteenth birthday, Raymond Steele had saved him from a life of petty crime, offering him a real position in his underground circle. Christian thought back to how eager he had been, practically vibrating with the excitement to be a part of something bigger, to belong.

And over the years, Raymond had shown Christian that he was trusted and accepted, both something Christian wasn't used to feeling. Raymond's faith in Christian was absolute. The proof sat in the next room. Raymond's most precious possession, his only daughter, the apple of his eyes.

Anastasia Rose Steele

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๐Ÿ’šYour thoughts and opinions are always welcomed๐Ÿ’š

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๐Ÿ’š So this is just a Prologue, which is why it is so short. This prologue is actually a flash-forward so the whole story will start a few years back, when Christian is 16, just so you can all understand the connection between the characters.

๐Ÿ’šAnyway, E L James owns the names of the characters from the Fifty Shades franchise, everything else is mine.

Love, Mina ๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’š