The Prison Boss Wants Me

VALESKA

"At last, my dream of becoming a cop has finally come true!" I screamed with joy, twirling around my room with my approval letter in my hand.

This is evidence that I can achieve my dream myself, without the help of my father or his money.

My father, multi-millionaire Thorne Brandon.

Yes, I am the daughter of a well known millionaire in the country. But many people didn't know that because six years ago, after my mother's death, my father's love for me vanished into nothingness, as he slowly drifted into the arms of my stepmother and my stepsister, putting me in the background like I never existed.

It wasn't like he didn't see me or want to take care of me. He just pushed me into a corner like I'm not his family anymore and gave my stepmother and stepsister the spotlight into fame, making them known as his real family.

As his biological daughter, I should be pained, fighting for my right as the real family to Thorne Brandon. Instead, I gladly helped my father by changing my surname to my mother's, and staying away from anything family.

When he began noticing my distance, he tried to make it look like I'm the one who's giving the family problems.

Did I argue?

Never.

I didn't give him any of my attention but stayed away like the forgotten child he wanted.

Still, he tried to make a place in my life, playing the fatherly role and trying to use his money to bring me out from the darkness he threw me.

But I've already made up my mind that I wouldn't let his wealth contribute to my future anymore. So a year later, I moved down to a different state, Solace Bay, far away from home and away from my father's reach.

I made sure he got no clue of my whereabouts. Not from my old friends who betrayed me to be with my stepsister, Dana, or from my sweet Uncle, a real father figure in my life.

Uncle Phill is the only one who knows where I resided, and he supported my dreams in becoming a cop, believing I'll perform extremely well in that field.

The road to achieving this dream of mine was extremely hard, but one fateful night, everything changed.

It happened so fast, yet I was smart and swift in action.

There was a robbery taking place at a store in the far end of the state, and I happened to be present, shopping for the new year.

A crazy man held everyone hostage and almost killed an innocent child who wouldn't stop crying.

Moved by my zeal and courage, I dove in without thinking, kicked the gun out of this psycho's hand and brought him face down.

That heroic move became hot news, as everyone called me a hero and asked if I was a cop.

You need to see how thrilled I was when I watched the news. The shop owner had submitted footage, showing off my bravery.

And when the police academy saw this, my months of struggle to become a cop, finally came through.

I had been accepted and my work was starting this Monday before new year's eve!

"Congratulations, my lovely cop, future chief of police, badass hero," My boyfriend praised me, making me flush.

I giggled at the names he called me and ran into his arms for a big embrace, holding him tight.

"I'm so happy, Steve. This is a dream come true."

"Yes, it is," He spoke softly, kissing me on the forehead.

I was touched, melting warmly in his hold, as silence brew between us and the atmosphere became romantic.

The gentle touches around my waist was enough to make my inside swell with love for my boyfriend, but when I felt his hands crossing its boundaries, reaching down for my tushy...

"Steve," I stopped him at once, pulling away.

He stared into my eyes when I did this, and he didn't look happy one bit.

I could understand he desires to have me, but... "Not... not now. I'm not ready," I said softly and innocently, hoping he doesn't get mad.

Steve groaned over my refusal to this intimacy and said, expressing unhappiness, "You've been saying that for three months, Valeska. How long can I wait? Baby..." He pulls near, cupping my face.

"I want you. I'm dying to be the first man who makes love to you. Can't we just..."

"Steve, not now," I refused again, pulling back.

"I promise we'll have sex, but not now. You know I just got a job as a cop and..."

"I know, I know. Wait for the right time. I get it," He rolled his eyes, sighing out.

I felt hurt seeing him upset. It's not the first time he'll make this request and I'll refuse him.

I'm still a virgin and I want our first intimacy to be on a special day, planned by me. It's going to come as a surprise for my darling Steve.

But he's getting impatient by each day, and I don't want him to lose hope.

"I promise, we'll make out soon, okay?" I said, moving closer to him, kissing him on the lips.

Steve accepted my smooch, kissing back with passion. Then he slowly pulled away and apologized for upsetting me.

"I'll make it up to you. Let's head out and celebrate your new job," He suggested, brightening my face with smiles.

.

Monday finally came.

I made my way down to the city's station where I've been assigned to, and it didn't take long for the cops around to recognize me.

"Hey, you're the girl from the news. The one who took down that robber. Great job, kiddo."

"Thank you," I smiled at a fellow cop in his fifties, as I proudly made my way to my superior's office.

Everyone I met showed me respect for my heroic move, and I couldn't help but get overwhelmed with confidence, believing I can overcome every challenge that comes my way.

With help from some lovely and kind cops, I got to my superior's office, the station commander himself, Commander Donald, and made my presence known.

He was pleased to see me and spoke highly of my skills in taking down that robber.

"We need brave people like you, Miss Cathaway. And I know you'll perform extremely well."

"Thank you, Commander," I saluted with a straight face. But inside, I was screaming.

The name Cathaway belongs to my mother. It feels good hearing the commander call me that, instead of Thorne Valeska.

That's because I made sure that name stays hidden from everyone. I don't want anyone knowing I'm the daughter to Millionaire Thorne.

Even Steve doesn't know I'm from a rich home. He thinks I came from a family background.

I want to keep it that way.

Valeska Cathaway, the cop. I achieved this on my own.

With that settled, the commander called in another officer, a female captain, and told me I'd be under her, taking her orders.

"Captain," I saluted, pleasing the fellow who had her eyes scanning me in a weird manner, making me uncomfortable from within.

"Cathaway," She called, extending out her hand for a handshake.

"Welcome to the club," She smiled, as I took hold of her hand, returning the gesture.

The captain decided to take things from here, leading me out of the commander's office, as she volunteered to give me the tour around the place.

She showed me each officers unit, ladies shower room, and other places which I took note of smartly.

But mostly, she took me to a different building, right behind the station, and brought me in to see the real work.

"This is Solace Bay's prison. The cell ground that holds all criminals caught by we badass cops," She bragged, taking me inside, giving me a clear view of the huge place.

"Wow," I was blown away.

I've never seen the inside of the prison block. Look at all these criminals behind bars!

They were majorly Creepy, scary, terrifying criminals. And what was unsettling was that the cops and prison guards around were mainly females!

Just few men around.

"Was it that the men in this city don't have much courage to face this criminals?" I scoffed in my mind, still following my captain.

She kept taking me around, telling me about each cops having a duty over some prisoners and how important it is to us as cops, because it gives a report on how well we handled them and it guarantees your chance of getting promoted.

"I've seen how you handled that cunt on the news. That's sick. I'm sure you will do extremely well," She spoke, winking at me.

I felt pleased to hear this and thanked her for the kind words, even though it had a naughty word in it.

"So, I guess it's time to work?" I asked, believing our tour was over.

But my captain laughed and said, "Girl, what's the rush? We aren't done yet. We're heading to one of the best places in this cell room. In fact..."

She led the way, while I followed, wondering where in this scary ground has a good place.

"We just got a new prisoner shipped down to our station from Oakhaven city."

"Oh, a robber?" I asked, but it only made her laugh even more.

"A robber is no where near this beast, Cathaway. We're talking about notorious. A man who's no stranger to crime or prison walls. He's dangerous, blood thirsty..." She described, making my inside shake with interest.

"Many called him the devil. But I call him the Boss of crime," She added, stepping into a white room, which had five other female officers inside, with one of them holding a shower sprinkler in her hand.

I was confused, wondering what was happening here.

That's when another door from in front, came open, and a man in prison uniform, arms filled with tattoo, and his face as cold as ice, walked into the room, accompanied by another female officer.

"Meet Dante Cross... Stinky rich hardcore criminal. A.K.A. Boss of the Prison ground," She smirked, giving him this title with lust in her eyes.

I thought I saw wrong when she smiled at this prisoner, biting down on her lower lip like she's before a hunk who's about to take her to town.

But I soon realized I wasn't blind at all. My captain has an erotic cravings for this man!

Not just her, every other female officers present were lusting over this criminal, as he was being stripped out of his uniform and made to stand naked before us.

The moment he went completely naked, "Wow!" I froze, looking away quickly when I saw his cock.

Dude is incredibly well-endowed!

"Oh, so hot," My captain hissed, running her hand over her neck seductively, watching on.

She noticed me shying away and laughed, saying while taking me by the shoulder, "Swallow it up, Cathaway. Don't act like some virgin. You'll be getting a lot of this from now on. It's part of our job. Part of our entertainment."

Her words made the hair on my skin crawl, as she slowly turned my face back on the prisoner, making me watch other female cops spray him water and make naughty advances.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. This is not how I pictured the work ground.

This women are using prisoners as entertainment, gazing lustfully at their bodies!

Worse, the captain ordered two cops to give Dante Cross an erotic dance to see if he'll get hard from it.

"He's known to hate women, but I'm desperate to see how long he can last when he sees their body," Captain spoke nastily.

As ordered, two cops stripped themselves naked and began dancing erotically before the prisoner, trying to tempt him to give in.

But despite all this advances, he showed no care to their filthy approaches. All he did was watch with a murderous gaze, lingering his eyes from one lady to another.

And the moment his eyes fell on me, I felt my bone shiver.

I wasn't expecting it but it came piercing in my direction, causing my heart to skip a beat.

I had to look away, hoping he would stop looking and face someone else. But when I turned back to look... "Why's he still looking at me?!" I feared, seeing his eyes fixed on me!

"I don't like this," I argued inside, tempted to leave.

But my Captain noticed Dante's eyes on me and said slyly, taking me by the hand, "Oh! I think someone has an eye for you, Cathaway."

She laughed, holding me tight when she noticed my body drawing back.

"Do you want to see her strip? Are you dying to see her nakedness?" She spoke to Dante, attempting to pull me closer to him.

Troubled by this and fearing she might order me to strip like the others for the prisoner... "STOP!" I roared, yanking my hand out of her hold!

Everyone were stunned by my action. Only the captain looked angry and said, forcing a smile, "Valeska Cathaway... Are you really going to disobey your captain?"

I stood there silently, breathing heavily while glancing at everyone then at the prisoner.

His eyes where still on me. This time it didn't have that murderous look, but something else.

"Valeska, this is part of your duty as a cop. If you disobey me..."

"Does the commander know about this?" I spoke loudly in a challenging tone that provoked the captain.

She smirked at me but couldn't respond.

That gave me my answer.

"What you call part of work, is nothing but a cover up to your sick fantasy. I came here to work, not to gawk at men's dicks for fun," I spoke angrily, leaving the room at once.

Inside I was mad that this tour went from good to sour in how many minutes. But I was glad I was able to speak up before my captain turned me into a slut before a notorious criminal who hates women.

What if his anger snapped and he used me as an example, snapping my neck?!

"Prison Boss," I uttered, my mind flashing to those eyes and his... Goodness.

I hope they don't assign me to shower duty. I don't think I'll be able to stand.