The Daughter Of The Mafia Boss
Chapter 5

Violet watched as Dylan locked the door behind him in his room, the young woman's heart was beating fast but it wasn't exactly because of the new experience she had had minutes before, but because of the cheek that guy had done to her, leaving her the way he had left her. The blood did not stop boiling inside her body, why the hell did he do that to her? He humiliated her in the worst possible way. Holding her breath she turned around until she broke down the door of Dylan's apartment. In a rage she left her teacher's building but with the conviction that her rant would not stand, if he thought he could use her that way and get away with it he would bring him no repercussions he was sorely mistaken. Apparently she didn't know who the hell she was messing with... the young woman got into her car knowing that the guards who were keeping an eye on her were spying on her, she downplayed that inconvenience as the only thing she cared about at the moment was replaceing a way to make Dylan eat off her feet. She reluctantly started the car......

-Should we notify the boss about this?

-I don't think the boss would like to know that his daughter has been hanging out in some guy's apartment. But yes, he must be aware of this. -Maybe we should wait a little longer, we still don't know what Miss Violeta is looking for with that professor.

-She's a capricious one! She'll only get herself into trouble...

The guy next to her nods, starting the car to follow Violet.

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Dylan lay his body as it was on the bed, what the hell had he done? That wasn't in his plans. He had performed oral s*x on a student of his. That was not allowed, how come he let his primitive urges take control of his actions? It wasn't right what he did, especially not with a Morgan.

-Damn, that woman is a serious problem. After this she's sure to replace a thousand ways to get even. F**k.

He itches the bridge of his nose trying to forget that little incident but all he does is remember even tasting those lips between her thighs. She was so innocent, you didn't have to be very smart to realize that, Dylan's eyes snapped open realizing where his thoughts were going but over he felt what was hiding under the towel come back to consciousness. He lifted his face to realize it was too late to stop it.

-Damn it! -He exclaims, lying back down on the bed.

The next day Dylan parked his car near his work and as he got out he suddenly felt as if he was being spied on. The feeling was not good at all, it was rather strange, he even dared to think it was threatening. He took his things out of the car to go to the university. That day he didn't have to give cla*s to the group where Violeta was attending, at least he wouldn't have to deal with her after their encounter the day before.

But just because he saw her in class that day didn't mean he wouldn't run into her anywhere, and that was just the case that morning when he saw her standing in the doorway of his classroom. He wondered how she managed to replace things out so quickly, and he shook his head as he made his way to his classroom.

-Good morning, professor! -Violet greeted him with that dangerous look.

-Good morning, Miss Morgan," he continued, ignoring the fact that she was still standing there watching him.

-Have a nice day, Professor.

Professor-Violet smiles openly, walking in the opposite direction.

Dylan watched her walk away out of the corner of his eye feeling a certain bad omen, he sensed that this woman was up to no good... he didn't have time to think about her and her childishness, he had better things to think about.

By the time all his classes were over Dylan left the classes and the university facilities, but when he got to where his car was parked, anger took over his being.

-That damn girl," he mumbles furiously, while the vein in his forehead does not stop throbbing.

The professor observes his car completely ruined, the paint was damaged, it had scratches everywhere and not to mention the windows, all of them had been broken. The seats were torn and the headlights were useless. He closed his eyes for a moment, holding his breath and the urge to grab someone by the neck and hang them.

Suddenly the roar of a car behind him caught his attention, when he turned around he saw Violeta smiling at him from inside the car, that gesture made his blood run even hotter... out of nowhere the woman started the car abruptly leaving a trail of smoke behind her. He wasn't going to let her go so easily, even if he got into trouble Dylan got into his car, thankful that his tires hadn't been spiked, and followed Violet.

He needed to catch up with her and give her the dressing down his father wouldn't give him. Quickly they were both on a clear road, Dylan was hot on the heels of the Morgan who looked like she was going to blow her engine. With his bumper he hit his student's car, causing the car to skid a little.

-You bastard, you want me to crash," she said, looking in the rearview mirror.

-Let's see how many you can take, Morgan.

She tightened her grip on the steering wheel, keeping it stable so as not to overturn, she was going very fast and that man behind her was very angry. Which brought a smile to her face, destroying her car had been a good idea... suddenly a black van overtook Dylan and Violet's limits and without warning hit young Morgan's car with evident violence.

-What a piece of shit! -Violet exclaims as she is about to lose control of the car, she looks out of the window and notices the van that once again is ramming into her.

But then before the car hit her, Dylan's battered car crashed into the van, propelling it forward. She took the opportunity to turn her car around causing some cars behind her to slam on their brakes, Violet started her car going the wrong way down the road and leaving the other two behind.

As Dylan watched the suspicious van overtake him and slam into Violet's car, he felt a little anguish for the young woman. The blow had been hard, so much so that it could have caused her to roll over, but apparently the Morgan knew how to drive very well. As soon as he saw that they were thinking of hitting her again, he accelerated his car and hit the ruffians avoiding them to hit her again... when he noticed that she turned the car around and left, he felt calm, then he noticed that the truck accelerated trying to get lost. It was not worth following her, but even so he did not desist in doing so. He had to know who was chasing Violeta, but in the end his attempts were in vain because the little devils managed to escape. -With a demon...