The Daughter Of The Mafia Boss
Chapter 20

One blow after another, the body of the man tied to a chair was struck again and again by the fist of Demian himself. Blood gushed out of the enemy's mouth, while one of his eyes remained closed. He was crestfallen and more eager to die than to live, the man was about to fall unconscious. -I can do this all day, I don't have a problem," Demian refutes, removing his metal fist to wipe his hand. It would be easier if you told me who you're working for, if you can see your friends there's not much you can say.

Morgan turns around as he throws the blood soaked handkerchief on the floor, he glances at his son who is watching him carefully and denying at the same time. They both knew perfectly well that this guy wasn't going to say a single word.

-Who do they want to kill? The teacher or my daughter? -He asked the question once more, but all he heard from the man was a slight laugh.

-Demian Morgan," he finally manages to say after an hour full of blows, "You don't know anything, and you won't know.

-Really? -She turns to look at him, still holding her head in the same position.

-No." He laughs again, apparently regaining his strength, "But the fact that you know nothing about all this makes me happy.

-Wow! I've never met anyone who was so anxious to be killed.

-This time, you're going to lose, Morgan." He looks up, challenging the mafioso, who was holding back from his ridiculous challenge.

Suddenly Demian half smiles, pulls the gun from behind his back to point it directly at the guy in front of him in the head. The man, seeing the barrel of the gun pointed at his head, showed fear, with only one good eye he couldn't stop looking at the gun pointed at him, it was clear that he was going to die at Demian's hand.

-If that ever happens, you'll never see it," Demian fired the gun, leaving a hole in the guy's forehead. How annoying! We'll have to wait for these idiots to wake up and see what else you have to say.

-I doubt they'll say anything else, father," the boy observes the three guys unconscious and all beaten on the ground.

-Surely they must have something more to tell us," the mobster replies, taking a cigarette out of his bag and lighting it. I need to know if they work for who I think I know.

-If so, why don't we go and give him what he deserves, father, and put an end to everything once and for all.

-We can't attack him without proof, Reece, haven't you learned anything? -She looks at him with a stern expression.

The boy folds his arms as he flattens his lips, Reece thought his father loved that kind of game. Personally it was easier to just cut to the chase and finish off the enemy as long as you knew who it was, but his father's plans were different and he respected them. Maybe it would end up being fun in the end.

-As you say father, I'll try to wake these wretches up.

[...]

The morning had passed quickly, luckily Dylan didn't press Violet to leave yet but the afternoon had already fallen so she opted to go in search of Dylan who had mysteriously disappeared from the house. After a thorough search it turned out that her beloved professor was nowhere to be found.

-And where the f**k is this man?

The red-haired girl went outside the house, receiving the fresh mountain breeze that brought with it a pleasant scent of pine and damp earth. She breathed in that soothing wind and thought that she could live in that house for the rest of her life. Really, it was very comfortable and comforting. Violet looked around for signs of Dylan's disappearance, until she found it.

She noticed footsteps leading behind the house, she wondered what she was doing for that part of the mansion. She followed the footsteps being a little wary of her steps, then realised that her teacher had taken the path to the game room that her uncle kept well hidden. She felt a little fright that he was in that place full of very dangerous weapons, while she was totally unarmed.

Against all odds, she took the course to that place, picking up her pace a little more quickly. Reaching the hiding place in that room, she ventured through the dark passage. Nearing the end, she heard noises coming from inside the underground, by the time she noticed a yellowish light, the young woman perceived Dylan's presence.

-What are you doing in this place? -Dylan turns around but didn't seem at all surprised by her arrival.

-They do have an arsenal in this place.

-That's right, but what I don't understand is why you came to this place. How did you replace him? -Violet came to think that Dylan was not the fool he made himself out to be, she suspected he knew more than he was saying or doing.

-I saw the path, I just followed it to see where it led.

-You shouldn't be here, it's a place my father and uncle don't like you trespassing.

-Are you ready to go?

The boy crosses his arms as he blows up the wolves, Reece thought or his power found him that kind of game. Personally, it was easier to go straight to the throne and finish off the enemy as long as you knew who you were dealing with, but his power's plans were different and he respected them.

[...]

Luckily Dylon didn't press Violetus or Violetus for the death yet but I had heard about it so I opted to go in search of Dylon who had mysteriously disappeared from the scene. After a thorough search it turned out that his smelly teacher was nowhere to be found. -And where the hell is this man?

The black-haired man was in the sun outside the house, receiving the fresh breeze from the mountain, which brought with it an ogre or pine tree and damp earth. He smelled that clockwork wind and thought he could live in it for the rest of his life. Actually, it was very comfortable and comforting. Violeto looked all around for signs of Dylon's disappearance, which he found.

He observed some traces of them going behind the thing, he wondered what was happening because of the size of the monster. He followed the holes being a bit jealous of his holes, then he realised that his teacher had taken the cumin from the game that his uncle had hidden away. He felt a little frightened when he realised that he was in a place full of very dangerous organisms, while he was totally disoriented.

Controlling all risks, he took the course towards that place, pressing a little bit more on the ground. Arriving at the hiding place of that habitation, he ventured across that gloomy path. Near the end, he heard noises coming from inside the underground, but when he noticed a glowing light, the young man sensed the presence of Dylon.

-That's right, but what I don't understand is why you came to this place. How did you replace him? -I came to think that Dylon was not such a fool as he made himself out to be, I suspect he was more sober than he said or said.

-I saw the cumin, I just followed it to see where it led.

-You shouldn't be here, it's a place where my father and uncle didn't like me invading.

-Are you ready to go?

-We're not leaving, we're staying for a couple more days. At least until we figure out what's going on.

Dylan folds his arms as he senses Violet's stubbornness, she was a very spoiled girl who always wanted to do whatever she wanted. She really was unbelievable that girl, he didn't understand how he was attracted to her. -We'll go now! -Over my dead body...

-Very well.

He approaches her in a fury, for a moment the little Morgan saw for a fraction of a second that Dylan's body grew a little bigger, making him a little more intimidating. Without moving from his place, as he didn't intend to show fear, the professor takes Violet by the waist and puts her over his shoulder.

-What the hell do you think you're doing, you piece of animal, put me down this instant.

-I'll put you down when we get to the car.

-What a brute you are! I told you I'm not going anywhere.

-This isn't a holiday, Violeta. I want to go back to work and you should go back to your life. Your father must not be very happy about your disappearance," she replies, still lying down with her.

-You idiot, I already know that... what's more, my father must already know where the hell I am. The mansion is probably being watched.

-You don't have to tell me, I was already suspecting it as soon as I saw the laser sight of a sniper lying on a small hill.

Violet felt a pang of anger, her father was always one step ahead of her. It didn't do her any good to go and hide in that house because she was already more than guarded. If only they would leave her alone. As soon as the pair came out of the underground, Dylan didn't put her down, instead he followed her up the hill.

-Put me down," he ordered with obvious annoyance.

While these two were having a heated argument, they were being watched by Liam who was looking through the laser sight of his rifle.

-Strange! Violet has become very docile with that guy. Usually she would have put a bullet in his head by now.

He continued to watch Dylan's movements, ever since he saw him leave the house he didn't take his eyes off him. According to Demian the guy was dangerous and not to be trusted, so if he did anything suspicious against Violet he would shoot him. Yes well, he had instructions not to kill him but if necessary he would do it without a tremor in his heart. Liam took the safety off the rifle and then settled himself better, from there it would be an easy shot without harming Violet.