The Mafia King's Alluring Affection

Chapter 6: Badass Daughter

"Any news about Janet?" Connor's gaze settled on Alex, one of his most trusted men.

"We are still trying to find out who is behind this. Do you have anyone in mind?"

"I have yet to reconcile myself with the notion that our territory was violated, and we were attacked. Who would be brave enough to stand up against us?" With the help of the hospital bed, Connor managed to stand on his feet.

"This must be Marco. Our soldier accidentally killed his brother while we stopped his gang from selling drugs in our territory. It is him. He's seeking revenge against us. I was his target, but my daughter fell prey in his hands!" His jaws clenched tightly, and his eyes burned with anger.

Seizing the opportunity, Alex asked the question that had been racing through his mind. "If you don't mind me asking, what made you keep your daughter a secret for so long? If we had been aware of her existence, we would have ensured her safety."

Connor's black eyes narrowed as he focused on him. "I do mind answering your question, Alex! It's in your best interest to avoid meddling in my personal affairs." He stared out the window, watching the leaves rustling in the wind. "I'm your boss and I'm not answerable to anyone!" He barked, his voice filled with frustration at the danger her daughter was in.

"Not even to me?" Breaking the silence of the room, a voice caught Connor's attention, and he turned towards the door. "I'm your boss. Does that make you answerable to me?" Anton looked into his eyes and saw a flicker of despair, but his typical cold demeanour swiftly replaced it.

"Boss," Connor pressed his lips and took a step towards him.

Anton's attention was drawn to his bandaged shoulder before he looked up to see Alex behind Connor. "Leave us alone." The words left his lips, and Alex left the room, the sound of the door shutting punctuating his exit.

"Now, can you share more about your past and perhaps shed some light on your daughter that you may have missed mentioning before?"

Connor swallowed hard. "She's not worth mentioning. You shouldn't have bothered to return from Australia. I can handle everything here."

Anton reached forward and put his hand on Connor's other shoulder. "Three years ago, you endangered your own life to rescue mine. When the bullet hit my chest, I could feel my life slipping away, but then you appeared and saved me. You exposed my capo, who planned to riddle my body with bullets. It goes without saying that I had to come back to save your daughter! It's a payback."

Connon acknowledged with a nod before his eyes shifted to the floor. His mind wandered to his daughter, and he couldn't help but shiver at the thought of the brutality she must be facing because of him.

"Our focus should be on consignment and strengthening ties with Stallions." He looked resolute as he gazed up at Anton.

"Why did you keep your daughter a secret?" Anton interrupted him, and Connor paused, inhaling deeply before responding.

"I wanted to keep her away. She was too much for me to handle, so I gave up on her."

"Where is her mother? Is your wife alive? What else are you keeping from me?" Anton's voice was deep and authoritative as he spoke.

"I loved my wife, but she cheated on me, so I...." Connor pressed his lips. "I killed her."

"You, what?" Connor's answer took Anton completely off guard. He was cognizant of his brutality and lack of mercy but was unaware of his capacity to murder his wife.

Connor responded with a nod. "She deserved it!" He gazed intently into his eyes, without a trace of remorse for his actions. "I thought I could get rid of those haunting memories of finding her with another man in my bed. But every time Janet cried, and I had to pick her in my arms, her face didn't let me forget those memories. It was as if my wife was still alive and looking at me through her amber eyes. Whenever she giggled, it felt like a sharp pain in my chest, as if my wife was mocking me with her laughter." His voice was sharp, filled with resentment and loathing.