Resisting The Dangerous Mafia Lord

Chapter 1

Elena;

No one who dared to mess with him lived to tell the tale. Lord of the underworld. Angelo Fabian. But somehow, my father did.

His name alone was enough to cause a shiver to run down your spine. What's worse when you step on his toes? I had heard rumors about him, about the deadly things he does.

I had never met him but my colleagues at work might just have. Talked about him in fearful whispers like he is some kind of a god.

Scratch that. He was considered a god in the city. I'd heard tales of how ruthless he was especially to those who betrayed him. Forgiveness was never in his dictionary.

And as I stood before my father, whose goons had forced me onto his lair, I couldn't help but be amazed at his words.

"I don't care what you have done with your life Dad. You should know better than to mess with someone like Angelo."

He was frantic as he grabbed my hands, "You have to do this Elena. You have to help me. Angelo is a very simple man. All you need to do is to convince him."

I stared at him Incredulously, "And by convincing, you mean..? Do you expect me to grovel before him or what?"

"You might not have to. It's quite easy with him. You only need to seduce him and everything..."

"What the fuck!?" My eyes widened Incredulously at his words. "How do you even say that to me, Dad? Seriously?"

He shook his head dismissively, his tone suddenly hard, "Let's not make this harder for ourselves, Elena. I'm pretty sure you do that quite a lot at the club. So, be the little slut we both know you are and do the damn thing, then Angelo will be out of our hair."

I felt a lump in my throat making me swallow hard. My fists clenched as his words resonated in me.

"Quite easy for you to call me a slut Dad. I wouldn't be working in a strip club in the first place if it wasn't for your recklessness. And now this again!?"

He walked over to a stool, sat down heavily, he shrugged, "It's not like you're a virgin, Elena. It shouldn't be that hard. All you have to do is seduce him and he'll forget about the money."

"And you think the only way is to seduce Angelo Fabian? Not in a million years, Dad. I am not doing it."

He stretched his hand toward his men and one of them came forward, giving him a blunt, "You've always been a stubborn little brat, Elena. Just like your mother."

I felt my breath hitch at the mention of my mother. Rage surged through me and I took a few steps toward him. "You have no right to talk about Mom that way. Not after what you did to her."

I shook my head, suddenly feeling repulsed by him and the pungent smell of the lair.

"You should be rotting in prison for what you did to her. You don't have a shred of humanity in you that you're even willing to sell off your only child to a deadly man."

I knew there was no way my Dad would ever change or have a little humanity in him.