BOSS DANTE

Dim light, men in dark suit, yet he outstood them all, Boss Dante, most dangerous man in the mafia game.

He sits with leg folded, a glass of whiskey, in hand, with dark goggles.

"When will you pay me what you owe, Dimero Vegas? No one ever called my Dad by his full name, yet this man dared to, without fear.

I watch my Dad, I could feel his anxiety, I've only heard of him, but now I know the rumours were true.

Dante Is a no nonsense man, feared by all, despised by many, and as I watch him remove his goggles.

How could such handsome, fair, striking man, be so ruthless?

"Hold on, for a while, I'll pay you"

"You're not leaving here without paying" he says looking around, the men in the room were all armed, even the innocent looking waiter serving the drinks, I knew from experience.

Exactly not my first time with the mafia's.

"So, is either you choose to loose your life, well your daughter will join you"

"Please spare her" I watch in shock as Dad drops to his feet.

He's never bowed to any man, and I shudder in fear, this really is the end.

I'm only nineteen, and my life feels over before it's even started.

"Please spare me, spare my baby girl" he kneels.

"I do have a deal" I watch him grin.

"If I can have your daughter, I'll give you time"

The words resound in my ears,

Fear , panic, shot through me,

"I can't" Dad looks up with pleading eyes.

"Would you rather, she dies? He grins.

He looks hot, yet he's a devil, a hot grinning devil.

" No, no please "Dad looks to me.

" Then let her stay with me, you bring my money and I'll return her in one piece "

" No Dad, I don't want to" the first time I spoke, since I came in.

For the first time, his eyes darts to me.

" This is not your decision to make , girl"

His eyes, those green eyes, made me feel small, I'm suddenly aware of myself,

" You either come with me, or your Dad dies "

I stare back to those intimidating eyes, refusing to be intimidated, refusing to cower and beg for Mercy.

I've never taken the coward's way, my pride have always been higher.

" A proud daughter you have, isn't she cute " he matches my eyes with a defiant gaze.

" I'll go with him, Dad "I say.

Feeling Dante's eyes on me.

Dad looks up at me, I could see the pain in his eyes, I know how hard this decision had been for him, but I'm certain, he'd never let me down, he'd be back for me.

His eyes held mine longily, I understood, I knew he had no choice.

"Enough of this display of public affection, why not leave? He says to my Dad.

" Not until we sign, an agreement "I meet his eyes.

" What agreement? You want to sign your death?

I refuse to let his words intimidate me, instead I say.

"The agreement that, you'd never touch me, lay your hands on me, or hurt me, anyway, till my Dad provides your money"

He grins.

"What makes you think, I'd do that?

" I can kill you both right now and forget about my money"

" Yes , you can, but it'd be stupid to loose such amount of money "I swallow

He flashes me a look, and shivers ran through me.

" Smart " he says, placing a gun on the table.

I held my breath.

" Bring me a piece of paper, Rufus " he says, and the waiter, goes in , and re appear with paper.

He takes, it and write.

He signs, and gives me the pen.

I read.

"I'll never hurt you, I'll never lay my hands, or touch you without your permission, until my money is refunded"

Shivers run through me.

Is he sick in the head, what makes him think I'll allow him touch me?

I look up at him, and away as I met his eyes.

"Sign, what's wrong?

I took up the pen, and sign,

"Dimero" he turns to my Dad, who with shaky hands, signs it.

" Great, sealed " he says and bring the glass of whiskey to his lips,

I watch as he gulps down the whole content in one go.

"Now you can leave,Dimero" he looks at my Dad.

His expression totally hard, and unreadable.

My Dad stands up looking at me,he knew I understood,I would always understand,I saw his eyes,I know he wants to portray emotions, but he walks away.

My chest tightens, I wish I could see him again, that'd come true,if only the man, sitting in front of me, didn't show ruthlessness.

That's his core and passion, Boss Dante, an epitome of ruin.

His eyes met mine, calculating, observing,I met his with defiant gaze"

He chuckles.

" Can you keep down your drinks?

He reaches out for his glass of whiskey.

Of course I can't keep down my drink,yet I chose to follow his lead,to prove to him how fearless, bold I am.

I took the glass, my hands shaky, I gulp the contents, ignoring the burning sensation in my throat.

I'm aware, he's staring at me, with those green eyes.

Exactly all I remembered;

Till I woke up with a start.

My head pounding, where am I? I look at the luxurious room in panic,

It took me a while to process, everything, my head still hurting, I threw off the sheets, standing quickly to my feet.

What had happened last night?

Luckily my clothes were still infact, knew it was a stupid move, I couldn't keep down my drink, and what a stupid move it was to show boldness without weapon in a, park of lions.

"Do you need anything ma'am? A lady in white comes in,

" No" I say.

"Boss Dante has asked us to take care of you"

I shudder at the name.

"Are you sure you don't need anything?

Who am I kidding?

I need a bath, and a change of clothes.