The Daughter Of The Mafia Boss
Chapter 8

The young woman slams the door, leaving Dylan behind. Violeta thought that if he was thinking he could go out with another woman, he was very wrong. He belonged only to her and not to that stupid fifth-grade teacher. He would have to apply drastic methods with that woman to get her out of her way... she walked through the hallways looking for that teacher until she found her talking to a group of students, Violeta studied her very carefully. Both were very different, while she was a grown woman, Violet was just a young woman who was barely reaching adulthood. She felt a little intimidated, she looked down for a moment as she bit her lip.

-I'm not going to make it that easy for you-she ends up looking up again to see that woman-Dylan is mine!

The young woman takes another path, taking out her cell phone to make a call to give certain instructions. Just as her father and her brothers had power, she also had hers.

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At the end of classes Dylan leaves the university preparing to look for a taxi. The teacher thought that he would have to look for another car since he couldn't continue that way, while he was walking in search of a taxi another car was slowing down next to him. Dylan notices him lowering the window, noticing that she was the teacher that afternoon.

-I carry you! -The woman says smiling at him. He wasn't too sure about accepting it but seeing as he didn't see a taxi anywhere.

-Thank you very much-He answers getting into her car.

-No need, I was waiting for you to look for me and you never did. I don't want you to feel awkward, I didn't want to ask you if you were dating someone either.

-Don't worry, I'm not in any relationship either.

"That means..." She looks at him out of the corner of her eye.

But Dylan only smiles when he hears her, it had been a long time since he had dated any woman since he couldn't count Violeta as a date. That girl was out of control, apparently the fearsome Demian Morgan couldn't keep his daughter in check. He wondered what that woman's next move would be, he was sure she would do something else to gain what she wanted. She was so spoiled, he denies as he remembers the reckless things he had done to her since he met her.

-Dylan! Are you there? -Just at that moment the professor came to his senses, noticing the woman who was next to him.

-I'm so sorry...

While that beautiful woman was inviting him out on a date, he was thinking about Violeta and the way she had performed oral s*x on him. Holy God! He was going crazy, she was driving him crazy. He needed to get Violeta out of his head and out of her life, and the only way was to date another woman.

-Sure, we can go out. I would be delighted.

-Brilliant! -Smile openly.

While Dylan made an appointment with that teacher, a car followed him very closely, monitoring his movements. Violeta, who was driving the car, was dying of rage. When she realized that Dylan had left class, she planned to pick him up but the damn woman had beaten her to it. He was being a real nuisance.

-You're provoking me, Dylan. You are doing this on purpose and I swear you will regret it.

The teacher left Dylan at home with the promise of leaving very soon, Violeta watched him from her car. By the time the teacher left, young Morgan got out of her car. Dylan was barely trying to enter the building when she sensed the presence of someone approaching him. As he turns his body he watches Violeta approach like a lioness for her prey, that woman didn't learn, she thought.

When he was thinking of confronting her, his reflexes detected a car approaching at high speed. The brunette was so focused on watching him that she had not noticed that car. Dylan quickly ran towards her, which led her to turn her body a little, noticing a car that was lowering its window and a gun was sticking out of it, then her body was thrown to the ground when a hail of bullets fell on her. both of them. The cars parked on the sidewalk took all the hits.

Dylan's body was on top of Violeta's, protecting her from the impacts and broken glass of the cars. But what the professor didn't count on was that the young woman under him would stand up, pull a gun from behind her and start shooting at the car that was attacking them. Without any fear the young woman shot without her pulse trembling.

-Sons of bitches! -He hit the car without fear of receiving a bullet in return-Damn assholes, they dare to shoot me as if I were nobody. I'm Violeta Morgan-she shouts, unloading the gun.

"Violet, nooooo" Dylan shouted, pulling his body to cover himself.

But it was of no use, she continued shooting and with this she managed to make the car move away quickly, creating a loud noise with the screeching of the tires. Then Violeta lowered the gun, taking air into her lungs. "F*****g bastards," she sputters angrily.

-You are crazy? "From her," Dylan shouts, standing up, taking her by her shoulders to make her look at him. "Are you okay?"

-Yes and you?

"What the hell were you thinking?" How do you think of shooting that way? Where the hell did you get that gun? She-he tries to take it out of her hands but she doesn't allow it-Violet-she reproaches.

-I'm a Morgan, I know very well how to defend myself. What the hell are you doing? Do you think I'm a weak idiot who doesn't know how to defend myself?

-With a demon! You're just a girl, how can you shoot a bunch of thugs in the middle of the street, who the hell is behind you?

-Little girl?! "She," she exclaims angrily, she hated that he saw her that way, it was a damn thing. "What matters now, I didn't come here to talk about that." She puts her arms on her hips.

-No! I plan to take you home and there you will stay under the protection of your people-She takes her by her elbow, holding her to her car.

-What were you doing with that woman in her car? "She," she blurts out suddenly, showing him that she was more than pissed off. "What are you planning?" Are you thinking of hooking up with that slut?

"Violet, you're completely crazy," he yells at her, confused. "They just attacked you and you're complaining to me about that shit."

Dylan turns around while both hands go to his hair, combing it back. In an outburst he takes Violeta by the hand to take her inside her building but then a garrison of guys get out of two cars, cornering them in seconds, all of them take out their weapons and point them at Dylan.

"Noooo, put down your weapons," she orders.

"Miss Violeta, come with us on her father's orders." They pull the brunette away from Dylan but she refuses to give in.

-Let go of me, you idiots, I'm giving you an order, you f*****g bastards.

-Let her go! -Dylan makes a move to get in but then one of the guards tries to hit him but the professor nimbly dodges it and the guard ends up on the ground.

Following that, others continued attacking him but he easily took them all off, leaving them knocked out but also leaving Violeta herself surprised.

"Stop it, stop it... leave him alone," she shouts just as a car parks behind the commotion, drawing everyone's attention. She turns around and then rolls her eyes. "Shit."

Dylan wipes his lip from which blood was dripping, suddenly he sees the imposing figure of a guy getting out of a car, he knew who it was... it wasn't very difficult not to know who it was. Next to him was an equally imposing blonde and two more subjects. But no one intimidated Dylan. The four men arrived at Violeta's side without taking their eyes off the professor. -Hello, dad, what are you doing here? -The brunette looks at him with annoyance.

-Violet... Violet... Her father exclaims, denying-. You like to get into so much trouble, you are the most complicated woman I know after your mother.

-Don't make a drama out of me here, father-She looks at Dylan who kept his reluctant look, it was strange, he didn't show any fear, nor fear, it was as if the figure of his father didn't bother him and that didn't happen with everyone.. "Home..." Demian orders with a hoarse voice.

-I can go on my own, father. You don't have to be on top of me all the time-He answers firmly.

At that Demian gestures to Liam who is behind him, the man automatically approaches Violeta and takes her by her waist, carrying her over her shoulder.

"Liam!" Liam! Let go of me son of a bitch-She hit the robust man as he carried her back to the car.

Demian looks up to see Dylan who couldn't take his eyes off of his daughter, and then looked at him, she was a different person from the rest of those he had known. They both stared at each other. -You are too big for her, stay away from Violeta-Demian Sentence.

-Then I should tie the rope tighter-Morgan narrows his eyes at the guy's response, takes a step towards him while lighting a cigarette, the glow of the tip pointing towards the dangerous scene.

-You have character, but that won't save you from me if you continue down this path.

The boss turns around heading towards his car where a Violeta was screaming non-stop. Behind Demian followed Daniels and the rest of the escort garrison... Dylan watches as everyone walks away, then takes a look at the car where Violeta was riding. The young woman stared at him before the car accelerated and she got lost on the road.

-This is not good...