icon 0
icon TOP UP
rightIcon
icon Reading History
rightIcon
icon Log out
rightIcon
icon Get the APP
rightIcon

The Man my Daughter Chose

Chapter 2 Night Out

Word Count: 1122    |    Released on: 08/03/2025

midating, still sharp. There was no softness to him, no sign of age dimming the sheer force of his presence. His gaze alone could cut through

t?" he asked, his voice laced with irritation. "Be

s. "Maybe if you actually follow my

e me tired. Weak. I sleep too much. I ha

old man," I

e made lesser people crumble.

for your expertise on

might be the only one that can stand near you without

faintest hint of a smile tugged at the co

, leveling him with a look. "You're stable.

g me with that sharp, asses

room for another body at the morgue" I sa

chuckle. "You have courage

d by the one and only Don Russo" "Ah ah

avour to come for your appointment ne

eath once the door shut behind him. Gabriele Russo was not

arely had time to sit

ut tonight. You

:

. Come on. One night. A coup

t even lik

ng fruity and pretty. You wo

t in my bed. With my daughte

Please

en, already knowing

Fi

ady by 9. Wear s

like that. But for some reason, I felt a l

f crowd that looked like they belonged on magazine covers. Even standing outside, you could feel the e

ard the entrance. "Can you already

"We haven't even

ashing her brightest smile at the bou

lights were low and moody, sweeping across the crowd in flashes of color. It was sleek and op

e how to fee

he looked perfectly at home here - and if I was being honest,

ater, she handed me something bright and colorf

'll bet my shoes this tastes far better

ious sip. She

She g

hed a

d as I gestured for the ba

of the place, that made it easy to let go. The music, the laughter, the

t of the city for some business and won't be back until Tuesday or somet

burned my throat as it made its way

d coolly, setting the glass down.

most people use someth

as I do," I replied, signaling the bartender f

- the kind of men who clearly thought they w

d. His eyes slid over us, lingering just a second too long on me b

sed. "And what makes yo

ning alone." His friend - the taller one, with salt and pepper hair, an u

t me like she always did w

dy tired of the inter

eady being tugged toward the dance floor, and jus

ky

Claim Your Bonus at the APP

Open