Chapter 6

MOLLY

My eyes widened, and my heart pounded in my chest, threatening to leap out as I stared at the figure I never expected to see again: Ferraro Mendoza, sitting confidently on the small couch in the room.

The worst part was that his bare, undeniably sexy chest was exposed, with only a towel wrapped around his waist. The temperature in the room seemed to rise as I struggled to believe my eyes...

Ferraro's mischievous eyes were fixed on me as he was smoking heavily. I knew what I had written in my paperwork; he shouldn't be out of prison by now, yet here he was.

"I told you we would meet again, doctor. So don’t be so shocked. Your paperwork is useless when it comes to Ferraro Mendoza," he said, and I swallowed nervously before standing up on my feet.

"So what!" I exclaimed, trying to act bravely in front of him, just as usual.

"Did you get out of prison to seek revenge on me for what I wrote about you? Just so you know, if you lay a finger on me, I swear you'll find yourself back in prison—this time for the rest of your life," I added bravely. Inside, however, I hoped he wouldn’t take my words to heart and decide to hurt me, especially since we were alone in this room with no one to save me.

I could hear Ferraro scoffing at my words before he slowly stood up from the couch. My fear returned as he began to walk closer to me.

"Just my type of girl—innocent yet pretending to be brave. But tell me, doctor, why would you think I’d hurt you when you’re this sexy?" Ferraro said, his voice dripping with seduction. He kept his gaze locked on me, tossing his cigarette to the floor as he continued to close the distance between us, while I instinctively backed away in fear.

I wouldn't believe this man was old if I didn't know he was Jaxon's father; his words and demeanor certainly didn't suggest it.

"If you don't want to hurt me, then what do you want from me that makes you want to meet me again outside?" I asked, my frustration starting to boil over.

"Because you're sexy, beautiful, cute, innocent, and hot all at the same time," Ferraro replied. I gasped in shock. Was he out of his mind? He was significantly older than me; how could he speak like that without any shame?

"You're shameless," I said, my face contorted in disgust as I continued to back away from him. Suddenly, my back hit the door, and Ferraro closed the remaining distance between us, causing my breath to catch in my throat.

I felt frozen as he pinned me against the wall with both hands, leaving me unable to move an inch. At that moment, I felt utterly helpless.

"How is it that you're the only one I allow to say that word (shameless) to me? And why does it sound so sexy coming from your damn sexy lips?" Ferraro whispered into my ear, his warm, sweet breath brushing against my skin.

"What the hell are you doing?" I asked, frustration bubbling up as I tried to break free from his grip. But Ferraro pulled me back to the door, and I couldn't understand why his words and gaze were affecting me in a way I couldn't understand. He was clearly my ex-father, and I shouldn't be feeling this way. I was supposed to hate him, just like Jaxon.

"I can't get you out of my mind, and I have no intention of doing so, Molly! You're one of the lucky girls who caught my attention just like that, and I'm not going anywhere. I'm now a part of your life," Ferraro whispered into my ear, causing me to gasp again.

"What?" I exclaimed. He's part of my life now? Is he crazy? How can someone just claim someone else without even knowing who they are?

"I don't want to be your lucky girl. Please, stay away from me," I said, feeling the urgency to escape. I knew I couldn't spend another minute here; the temptation of his chiseled chest was driving me to the brink of madness. I needed to leave before I lost my mind.

He's not just my ex-dad; he's also my enemy, and I want nothing to do with a dangerous mafia like him. I’ll do everything I can to keep my distance.

I was still lost in thought, trying to figure out how to escape his hold when he suddenly leaned in closer, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

"I'm losing my mind; they're just so damn sexy," Ferraro mumbled, his gaze fixed on my lips, his face inches from mine.

"Goodness, does he want to kiss me?" I thought, and it certainly seemed that way.

I knew that if that happened, I would completely lose control. I couldn't understand what he had done to me; I was reacting to his words from the very first moment we met.

There was only a small distance left between our faces when I suddenly pushed him away with all my strength. I could tell he wasn't expecting it, and I caught him off guard.

Seizing the opportunity, I quickly opened the door and escaped from the dangerous temptation I was about to succumb to.

"Goodness! I finally escaped! I can't believe my heart stopped for a few seconds," I mumbled, still running to put as much distance as possible between myself and that room. I didn't want to see him again today, and I was determined to make that happen, no matter what.

I had never reacted to anyone's touch the way I did with Ferraro—not even with Jaxon. That's why I have managed to keep my virginity until now. But being with Ferraro felt different, and the fact that I had just met him today was mind-boggling. I couldn't believe all of this was happening in just one day.

I knew that as soon as I got out of here, everything would be over. I just hoped I would never have to experience a day like this again.

I was still running, hoping to avoid finding myself in any more bad situations, but I was wrong. Little did I know that things would go from bad to worse, and where I was running to would be the place I'd find myself in a more dangerous situation than I had experienced since this morning.