Her Capture,His Desire

Chapter 2

     ~Out of all my fucking sins, you're my favorite~
                            Anthony's POV
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"What the fuck dad?, why would you do something like that". I angrily asked.

"Because I wanted to, and it's not your decision to make". He replied.

"But it's my fucking life". I told him.

"You're gonna pick her up tomorrow" he said.

Was he even listening to me.

"I'm not doing that. Fuck, you didn't even ask me first". I told him.

"I wanted it to be a surprise, and like I said, it's not your choice". He smirked and I glared at him.

"I don't like surprises and I don't need anyone, especially not some bitch I know nothing about. How the fuck did all this even start?". I asked him.

"It's simple son, there's this guy who owed us a lot of money and gambled it all away. When he couldn't pay up I offered him a deal.He could either work for us for the rest of his life to pay off his debt,or he could give us something more valuable; his daughter". He pauses for a while to see my expression.
I just stared back at him with a blank face.

"And what the fuck does that have to do with me?". I asked.

"I'm not done yet". He replied

"At first he refused,of course. But in the end he finally agreed then I let him go.And now that the deal is done it's time to collect our end of the bargain".He replied.

"Let him go, just like that. Father I think you're losing your touch.Why didn't you kill him, put a fucking bullet through his head or force him into working for us as usual".I asked.

"First, you have no right to say that and second, I didn't kill him because I didn't want to kill him". He replied with a hint of anger in his voice.

"If you say so father". I smirked, knowing I have succeeded in pushing his buttons.

"You're still going to pick her tomorrow". Now it was his turn to smirk.
I rolled my eyes in frustration.

"Why can't someone else take care of this? Why do you need me to be the one to go pick her up?" I asked him with a firm tone.

"Because you're the best we have son, you're tough and tough looking, you're the most intimidating out of all of us and that's exactly what we need for this job. Plus, I trust you more than anyone else to handle this mess. I know you'll get the job done and bring that girl back her without any problems". He replied.

"Damn it, Dad you know I don't like being put in situations like this". I said in frustration.
"Fine, I'll do it. But I want to know one thing; what do you plan to do with the girl once I bring her back here?".

"That's not your concern right now. All you need to worry about is picking her up and bringing her back here, we'll figure out what to do with her once she's in our possession, Understood?" he asked.
"Yeah whatever" I said in disgust.
"See you soon" he said and walked out.

I watched as he left the house and I closed the door behind him.I groaned in frustration.

"Who the fuck is this girl?,who the fuck does she think she is, coming into my life and causing me all fucking this trouble,I'll make her pay for this,I swear".

I went to the bar and poured myself a drink, feeling my anger simmer beneath the surface. I couldn't believe that my father had to put me in this position, that I was now responsible for dealing with the fall-out from all of this.