The rabbit in the wolf's lair

Dante's POV

The earth is not populated by honest hearts and fair people. All the babies and children that were supposed to be angels grew up and became devils. That's the effect of the earth. No one did something just because they wanted to help, everyone wants something in return.

That's the way I grew up, in my not so lovable family. When I turned 16 years old, my father gave me a gun as a present. When I turned 17 years old I shot the first person ever as a gift. After him, a dozen more. It runs in my veins, in the family, the venom of the darkness. If my father is the king, then I am the prince of this darkness. I never knew my mother, she was shot when I was still a baby.

My father got married to a gold digger half his age. I got married too, not with someone half my age, but still a gold digger. I'd say more than a gold digger, a snake. It isn't neccessary to say the reason why I got married, It was just neccessary and she fitted the mud our family belongs to.

"Someone has leaked information to the press about her daughter." My father hits the desk with the palm of his hand, and Izabel, my wife , flinches seated in the chair in front of me.

"Do you have a daughter?" I raise my eyebrow, trying to keep my shit together.

"Yes, but she lives with her grandparents from her father's side. I promise she will not be a nuissance, she doesn't even want to see me." Izabel pleades. If there is a snake bigger than her, it is my father.

"No, that won't do. You will speak with that girl and convince her not to say a single world about us." My father threatenes her with his pointing finger.

"Sir, I swear, she doesn't even know that I'm married. I haven't seen her since she was 13 years old." I close my eyes at my wife's words. My blood is boiling, I know the snake I have for wife, I shouldn't be surprised she abandoned her own daughter.

"If your daughter is like you, she will probably want something in exchange to be quiet and keep her mouth shout. Give her some money or something else." My father grunts.

" I'll deal with it." I tell my father while standing up and signaling for Izabel to follow me.

"Dante, I swear she will not cause us any problems. She doesn't even know I'm married to you." She follows me behind like a puppy.

Once I enter her bedroom I grab her by the throat and throw her on the bed.

"Once the press knows about her, they will look for her and won't leave her alone until they get what they want! Do you think it would be good for our reputation if they write how my wife abandoned her daughter when she was only 13 years old?! Get it inside your empty head! " I raise my voice at her, pointing at her head with my fingers.

" I'll speak to her! I'll convince her, I swear. Leave it to me, please Dante, trust me just this time." She crawls on her knees towards me unbuttoning her creamy shirt.

I am tired of her, I don't even have the desire to fuck her anymore. I push her on the bed again and leave the room. A new toy for the night maybe will cheer me up.

I go to my club and enter the VIP section. The room is covered in glass walls so I can see everything that happens down in the club. My eyes catch a red head girl dancing and eyeing at me from down. I send my guard to bring her to me. The girl is just as I expected, a robbot who will sit on her knees for me without even telling her.

So, here I am, trying to enjoy while she sucks on my dick. It is just boring and physical, every time. When I hear some loud bangs and shouting from behind the door.

"Maurizio! Who dares to make such a loud mess in my club?!" I shout, but the girl doesn't stop sucking on my cock.

"It's one of the new waitresses sir! She is asking to meet the owner of the club. I mean you." I push the girl's head away and pull my dick inside my trousers.

"Who do you think I look like?" I buckle my belt. "Do I look like I have time to deal with a waitress?" Loud bangs are heard behind the door again.

"She won't give up." Maurizio shruggs and I roll my eyes.

"Okay then, let's see how good she is on her knees if she insists." I motion for him to open the door.

When she barges in the room, her energy is different. She is not like a volcano, she is like a stream of water that almost drowns me.

Her dark eyes are shooting arrows looking around the room. She blows at a strand of her blonde long hair from her face Why am I thinking if her hair is bleached because her eyebrows are black? She is so tiny in front of me, for the first time in my life I am feeling something I never felt before, fear. I am afraid if I touch her I will crush her.

She puts her hands on her curvy hips looking around and wrinkling her nose in disgust. "Who is the owner of this club?" She asks Maurizio.

"Everyone out!" I shout and she flinches. All the men and women inside the room leave in a hurry and she understands I am the boss. "You too." I tell Maurizio and I am left alone with the rabbit in the wolf's lair. But I am an hungry wolf and she looks so tasty at this moment.

"First of all, you should specify all the criteria when you hire someone." She comes towards me, pointing her finger at me. I decide to stay still, only looking and listening until my patience would run out and grab her by her throat.