Five

She turned around slowly saying a silent prayer. Her silver eyes fell on blue hazel orbs .. Slightly pointed nose.. Wavy brown hair and pink lips

His tall frame 6'2 made her feel like a tiny dwarf and his cold stare made her almost jump out of her skin..

She didn't know or remember him so she kept asking herself how he knew her full name..

She had just had I'm discuss her father's death back there and that's the least information she had about him

She found her self looking back into his eyes... 

"I.. Do.. I know you?" She stuttered, her soft voice catching him off guard and pulling him out of his thoughts..

He smirked at her words and took slow steps towards her expecting her to flinch or take steps backwards but she remained still 

On a serious thought she thought of being far away from him but her legs seemed to have mastered a heart of there own..

He stood in front of her and grabbed her wrist harshly make her wince in pain.. Her eyes moved to the contact of there skins and then back to his face trying to find a clue of what's going on..

He knew there tricks and sincerely he didn't expect Dante to strike so soon especially with his daughter..

" I guess your coming with me.." His deep voice made her freeze. 

What had she got herself in to..

He looked around to make sure she was all alone.. Or anyone she would have been waiting for outside but couldn't find any..

He started taking long strides towards the parking lot while pulling her with him..

"Where are you taking me ?" she cried out trying to get out of his hold, she looked around in panic hoping to at least see Mia come to her rescue but all her hope disappeared through thick air..

The question got him smirking as his car came into view...

He grabbed his phone and sent a quick text to Marcos mostly informing him that they had to leave..

Tears had started falling from her eyes. She wondered where he was taking her!!

What her father ever did to this man?

Was he going to kill her??

And many more other questions were running through her mind..

A sweat had broke out on her forehead while her throat went dry and tight.

His patience was getting out of hand before Marcos came in to view..

He eyed the girl then looked back at his boss with confusion plastered on his face..

Unlocking the car.. Gaetano forced her in. He wasn't a man of treating ladies without respect but to him bitches like her didn't even deserve to be noticed..

She looked out the car window as she wiped a few of her tears, She was trying so hard not to freak out. 

She couldn't even say good bye to Mia and ask her to inform Mr. Franco on whatever just happened..

When the car started moving she noticed two men that stood next to another car but there eyes plastered on the one she was in as it swerved out of the lot..

A third one joined them and her heart almost stopped at his sight.. She was sure it Sergio 

What if they saw her that meant her father would exactly know where she is by tomorrow morning..

The only advantage is he wouldn't know where exactly she leaves only if she still had a life..

" Where to Gaetano? " Marcos asked as he watched the mysterious girl.. He had never seen Gaetano with a waiter and if he wanted to play around they had rooms back at the club..

To him this one was more innocent to be even a striper..

"Warehouse " his deep voice made her flinch while Marcos looked back at the girl..

He knew Gaetano hated to be questioned but sincerely he had more questions stuck at the back of his mind

He swerved in to the parking behind a red car and Gaetano grabbed the girl by the arm roughly enough to bruise making her remember that she was still around him..

He managed to get her out of the car and pulled her harshly through the halls of the ware house to his office..

She had lost all her words only watching and waiting to see where he was taking her

She neither did struggle.. Her body was too weak for a struggle and every inch of it hurt making her remember the marks her father had given her..may be that was the only remembrance she had left of him..

He pushed her on to the black cushion that laid in his office and walked over to his desk leaning against it while Marco closed the door behind him and leaned on the wall next to it..

"Larissa Lana Conzalato " He repeated her name with bitterness but deeply he may have started liking the way her names rolled off his tongue..

Marco's eyes grew wide..He had heard of Conzalato's daughter but never thought of ever meeting her again except on that one meeting that took place at Dante's house

Larissa looked up and her eyes met with blue ones for another time of the night before looking back at the floor..

She pulled her hair out of the pony tail allowing it to fall freely on her shoulders while Gaetano watched her every action..

"That's me" she replied him without even trying to hide herself any longer

"Who are you ?" She whispered quietly but he managed to capture her every word making him look at her in confusion..

" How much information have you got? " as usual he dismissed her question with his and she looked at him confused..

"I don't understand. What do you mean?" He found her ignorance as an amusing trick to hide her intentions.

He would gladly award Dante for training such an intelligent spy.. Sincerely to him she was doing a great job acting innocent and confused

"Oh My God " Marco's voice pulled him out of his rivalry and his eyes wondered over to the distressed crazy maniac who was moving to and fro making Gaetano wonder what's going on in his mind..

"You mean Dante sent his daughter to spy on us.. That's the earliest strike I have ever seen" he murmured making Gaetano shake his head wondering if his fool hadn't figured that out yet..

Larissa's eyes widened in shock.. Did they think she was at the bar to spy on them..

Who were they even?