The University of the South

The Feared (1 of 6)

"Get away from there! The guy will literally murder you." I hear as I walk through the hallways.

I mentally roll my eyes at that.

I did nothing wrong to earn my reputation actually. It was as all because of my father.

There were rumors going around that my father, a very wealthy business man, who owned a couple of clubs and shit, ran a hit man service as well.

Well it wasn't completely a lie.

My dad wasn't someone you wanted to mess with.

We were into illegal shit as well, but my schoolmates didn't need to know the details.

He just did what he did to keep me and my family alive in this country and I guess I respected him for it. I knew I would be next in line, so I shadowed him once in a while.

Suddenly a small figure had bumped into me, I stop in my tracks.

I look down to see a slim figure, with long dark hair and the most tempting eyes.

She was stunning.

"I—I'm sorry Julio, I-I wasn't watching where I was going." She says, chewing the bottom of her lip nervously.

Beautiful indeed.

She had a slight accent as well, kinda latina actually.

The way she said my name, enticed me.

I stared down at her notebook on the floor, a name sketched on the upper right.

Celine

What a pretty name.

I hand the notebook to her, scanning to see if she was alright.

"None taken. Don't worry about it....Celine?" I say and her eyes widen at the sound of her name.

She turns red for some reason and looks up at me.

"You know my name! I mean it..it's on my notebook, whoops of course. Um, thank you Julio." She says and checks around once more to see if she's dropped anything else.

I simply nod back at her.

Without another word she runs away from me in a hurry, probably scared as fuck.

It was the first time I cared about what someone thought about me.

It was the first time I didn't want someone to fear me the way everyone did.

. . .

"Julio!" I hear my cousin, Angelo call from downstairs.

We were going to one of dad's strip clubs, where I had never been before.

My dad wanted to tell me something important and he insisted that I had checked out his top strip club.

Weird I hadn't been to it before, but I paid no mind to strippers anyway, I liked drinking and business more.

"Coming, Angelo." I say and see him grin as I reach downstairs.

What was he all smiley about?

I raise an eyebrow at him and his grin widens.

"You're a senior now, we both know what your father will tell you tonight at the club." He says and I sigh.

I kind of knew what was going to happen.

"You really think he is going to pass the business to me tonight?" I ask and he nods, patting my shoulder.

Ofcourse he was.

"Ofcourse he is. You're old enough to take it from him after we graduate, cuz. You'll be filthy rich." He says and I nod.

But was I ready to take on my dad's empire?

"Whatever, let's just meet up with my dad." I say and nods as we drive towards the club.

. . .

Once we arrive, I instantly see the tables with girls dancing on top, with an empty center stage.

Several men were hollering and yelling, throwing money in the air while a few women walked up to me, trying to pull me somewhere private for cash.

Once they figured out who I was, their eyes would go wide and they'd scurry away.

Some would be even more interested in getting my attention.

You can't win them all.

"Son." I hear and turn to face my father.

He had guards behind him, keeping him safe 24/7.

"I'll be around if you need me, also my name is not Angelo!!" He says and I roll my eyes at his childish outside name.

"It's Drew, I know. Just get out of here." I say, shooing him away.

He smirks and walks away.

"Son, let's go somewhere more entertaining yes? I've got the best stripper for the job to wow us. Follow me, you're just in time." My father says and I groan.

He knew I wasn't interested in that part of his business and yet he loved to see me uncomfortable. He said I had to learn how to face the strip clubs because I would be handling them soon.

I would certainly hire someone else to handle them once I have my dad's business, that's for sure.

"Let's just get this over with, si?" I tell my dad and he sighs.

"You'll like her a lot, she makes good money for this place." He says and I sigh, playing along.

Suddenly the curtains to the center stage open and a woman facing back is stretched onto a pole.

She had amazing curves, that's for sure.

The men around us start hollering and money starts to fly although the woman hasn't even started her number yet.

"She's a beauty isn't she?" My dad asks and I continue to stare at her.

She was wearing nothing but skimpy glittery underwear and heels. Her body was almost on full display, her legs going on for days.

I was mesmerized and the show had not even started.

"Put your hands together, for Rosetta!" The host says and Rosetta bends forward, her ass on full display this time.

Fuck.

"What did I tell you?" My dad says as he watches my awe struck face.

What the fuck was wrong with me?

Suddenly she turns her face forward and my eyes widen as our eyes meet.

Celine.