Page 11 of Capo Baby, All Of Your Heart Will Do
I push up the soft leather sleeves to my elbows, pursing my lips, crossing my arms, raising my right eyebrow.
“I’m going out to the club, and I don’t know why you think that you can control me. Let me remind you that I’m an adult,” I say, moving my right hand to my waist.
“You go out when I say, you do as I say, when I say,” Dad snarls, walking over to me.
He grabs my arm, pulling me up close to his face, his nostrils flaring as he inhales and exhales.
“The guards will be on your tail, and you will not whore around because you need to remain a virgin for my plans. So don’t make me lock you up in your room,” Dad growls, pushing me back, releasing me.
I stumble back, and I grab the stair rail glaring at him.
“I hate you! I will never agree to any of your stupid plans! You have no right to try to sell me to the best candidate that will advance your ranks.
Dad walks up close to me, grabs my face with his hand, squeezing my cheeks, smiling his evil smile that I hate so fucking much. His itty bitty dark brown eyes look almost black, and they’re empty and cold. A shiver spreads up my back, raising my hair; my heart stops and continues to beat fast, making me inhale deeply.
“You will do as I say! Make fucking sure to behave,” Dad growls, releasing my face, turning walks away to his office.
I stare at him, pulling my dress, adjusting my hair, closing my eyes. I rub my cheeks, fuck; I’m going to have some bruises. I inhale deeply, exhale, trying to calm down.
I need to remain strong, and I will not do as he says.
I’m not scared of him.
Dearest Dad will need to kill me before I submit to his schemes.
I text my girls.
Noelle: Hey, I’m on my way to Sirens.
Heather: Tracey and Kora are going. We’ll see you there.
Noelle: Hell, yes! Samuele is meeting us.
Heather: Awesome.
I don’t want to drive, and I’m going to stay with my girls. So, yeah, I don’t want to be home this weekend.
I text Samuele.
Noelle: On my way to Sirens.
Samuele: I’ll be there.
Noelle: Make your move on, Heather, before another fucker will.
Samuele: Right!
Samuele is so damn hot for Heather, but he’s not making his move. I need to push him. Hell, I know that the guards will follow the damn Uber, but they’ll give me some space when they see Samuele at the club.
A few minutes later, I’m sliding out of the Uber, looking around the parking lot for the guards. I raise my arm, bending it, bringing it down in a gesture.
“Oh yeah,” I say, grinning.
I walk towards the entrance of the club, smiling at the bouncers. One of the bouncers, Ted, is always flirting with me and always lets me in.
“Hey, big guy,” I say, blowing him a kiss.
“Hi sexy,” Ted smirks, lifting his chin.
