CHAPTER TWO

EMILY'S POV

The clubhouse was blaring with music, its bass vibrating through the marble floor. I slid down from the pole, my eyes scanning the audience who cheered me on. I let out a faint smile and bowed to demonstrate an end to my show.

Still, I searched for him. Not until my eyes landed on the person I wanted to see.

Dante Moretti.

He sat there, his cold eyes completely glued to me.

My heart skipped a beat and I shivered as I quickly averted my gaze from him. Then I recalled Salvatore warning me not to waver in front of him. He could detect even the slightest change in behaviour.

I gulped hard and turned to head out for some air. For now, I needed to take a heave of breath before approaching him.

When I got to the exit area, I held my chest and rushed towards the back of the building.

Suddenly, I bumped into someone and halted. My heart raced as I looked up to meet a pair of eyes looking back at me.

“Sorry.” I muttered.

Before I could move, I felt a hand grab my arm. I stopped and turned to glare at the person. The same average and wild looking man I had bumped into. He smiled at me revealing a set of cigarette coated teeth.

“What do you want?” I questioned as I tried releasing my hand from his grasp.

“You.” the man said with a smile. “I watched you perform and I swear you look sexy.” he added as his eyes went down to my boobs which almost popped out like it was about to burst.

“Let go of me before I do my worst.” I said as I used my other hand to cover the top of my cleavage.

The man laughed and pulled me closer to himself.

“Worse? Ladies like you are very vulnerable.” he told me as he forced me to remove the other hand from my cleavage.

Upon hearing this, I tightened my jaws and reached for the holster of the tight shorts I wore. I felt the dagger still well hidden there, as I was about to bring it out, I noticed the shadow of someone approaching.

“Let go of me.” I said, struggling to free herself.

However, the man was not taking it. He pinned me to the wall, holding my hand and his other hand on my neck.

Just then, Dante and his men happened to pass by and when I saw him, my eyes widened.

“Help me.” I blurted out in a weak voice.

“He does not care bitch.” the man said with a scoff.

All of a sudden, Dante halted and so did his men, the two guards by his side. Then he walked up to the man and grabbed him by the hair, smashing his face into the wall. By the time the man's head was brought up, his face was bleeding.

He received a punch to his face and another smash to the wall before being thrown to the ground like a mere object.

All the while, I was lost in the scene. I marvelled at how this man was able to tackle someone this easy. When I saw the man squirming in pain, I let out a slight smirk.

I looked up to the man who was now dusting his hands with his eyes directly fixed on me. They looked cold and almost as if they bore no life within them.

Suddenly, one of his men raised a gun to me and the other forcefully bent my head in a bow

“No one dares to stare at the boss like that.” the gun holder said in a hoarse voice.

“Release her.” Dante finally said in a cold and distant tone.

The men turned to him.

Had he just told them to release her?

Dante would never let any offended go unpunished. That was against his rule and no matter the gender, the punishment was equal.

I was surprised because I was expecting him to order his men to have me beaten up, or worse still, for my hand to be cut off.

But he had just said they should release me. As the men let go of me, I raised her head and smiled as I recalled my boss’ voice in my head.

“Never express fear.” he had told me.

“I would like to repay you for saving me.” I blurted out, still maintaining my gaze on him.

Dante bated an eyelid as his eyes landed on my boobs. He knew I was fearless, not the regular kind of ladies he was used to.

“Such a nerve.” one of the men muttered.

Sensing Don's continuous stare at my breasts, I gave a smile knowing fully well I had attracted him somehow.

“I can satisfy you more than any other.” I pressed on, cursing Salvatore in my mind for letting me do this.

I wanted revenge, but I wasn't expecting it to be like this. Just as the thought of my parents were about to enter her head, I shook it off because I knew that would definitely change my expression.

The only thing I wanted was for Dante to accept me. That was the goal.

Suddenly, the man shook his hands in his pockets and began walking away.

I was shocked. Even the two guards were speechless as they followed him.

“You are just lucky.” one whispered to me.

I sighed.

Was I really lucky?

“Get the lady.” I suddenly heard Dante order in a fierce tone.

My heart skipped a beat as the men approached me.

I was about to be taken by Dante himself! The most feared man in all of Italy!

This was the beginning of my mission.

And as they men yanked me by the arm, I gulped hard.