When good meets really, really, really bad.
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Daniel Harper is down on his luck as he struggles to pay for his sophomore year at NYU. After a failed attempt at selling drugs, he gets offered a deal too good to be true: Date the heir to the Vitt...
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DANIEL HARPER
The terrifying but sexy man was approaching me. My breathing picked up as his dark eyes watched me.
After an eternity of walking, Lucien Vittori stood in front of me.
"You're the Daniel Harper. I've been expecting." His said. My entire core shook. I think the very idea of who this man is and what he can do terrified me. He could easily take me out if I insulted him in any way.
"I-I am. You're Lucien Vittori?" I shakily asked. He nodded slowly, his eyes kept scanning over me.
"Let's eat. I won't keep you waiting." He said.
He exhaled a bit and sat down, placing a napkin on his lap. He watched me like a prey watching its next meal.
He held his hand up and Marco the waiter came over quickly. "Bring me my wine, Marco. You know which one I like." He spoke in a commanding voice. Lucien turned to me and pointed at me, making me flinch. "Do you want some wine, Danny Boy?" He asked. A nickname already? It felt condescending.
"I don't drink." I softly said to him. He scoffed to himself and dismissed the waiter.
Both of us sat here with no words exchanged. His eyes watched me slowly, observing my every move. He was reading me and turning me into an open book. But I'm not going to let myself be 'open' for him.
"Are you scared of me?" He asked.
"Um..." I shakily said.
"It's understandable if you are. In this room right now are over a dozen men who will kill you if I decide to with the snap of a finger." He held up his right hand and signaled as if he was going to snap his fingers. Who does he think he is, Thanos?
"As long as you respect me, I'll respect you. Understand?" He said.
I nodded and muttered 'Mhm'. He smiled when I responded to him. I just hoped he knew that it should be mutual.
Marco came with Lucien's wine and left the bottle at the table. "I'll be back with your menus." He said. He left and returned with two menus.
"Excuse me?" I said before Marco left. He turned back quickly. "Which options are peanut free? I have an allergy." I said. The guy's eyes widened.
"Marco. Did you not read his file? His allergen was clearly stated in it." Lucien said to Marco. Marco quickly took my menu and ran and came back with a different menu. Lucien didn't even yell, yet Marco looked terrified.
"I'm so sorry, Mr. Harper." He kept apologizing. Lucien was watching the guy with a glare.
"It's fine. I should've told you in advance." I said to him. He gave me a short smile.
"I'll be back in a few minutes to take your order." He said and left. I was stunned by how quick Lucien didn't even raise his voice, yet Marco listened like a dog.
