Mafia King's Daughter

Chapter 5

Drake's POV:

Ravyn's one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. She's one dangerous b***h if you piss her off but when she shows you her playful, carefree almost harmless self, and I say harmless lightly, it makes you think you are seeing her real self under all that tough armor she has built around herself over the years. I've known Ravyn for a few years now and know a lot about her. It took her a while but she eventually started to confide in me about a few things that have happened to her in her life.

She may live the life of luxury, technically, but she's also the daughter of the most dangerous mafia lord in the country, probably in the world. That on its own made it difficult for her to make friends growing up because everyone was scared of her father and then, her asthma was a problem. She's had it all her life since she was born. It just gave the kids in her elementary school more of a reason to isolate her and pick at her. Young kids can be so cruel, mostly because they don't understand. The sweet, happy, and playful child took what she learned from her father and took it out on everyone as if she was taking revenge on them.

That girl has been arrested so many times since junior high, been in more fights than I can count, and won, but then also in the hospital on several occasions due to her asthma. She may be really dangerous but it won't take much before she is a victim of her asthma. Her asthma stopped her from living the way a child should live. Hers is so bad that if she doesn't get to her inhaler in time, it will literally kill her.

After she left my building, I took my phone over to my computer in my office and plugged it in. Her tattoo may have been simple but yet it was very time-consuming. It was very elegant, and the meaning behind it made it even more beautiful. Of course, seeing her with nothing on had its perks but it really was strictly business for me. I was glad to know that she felt that comfortable around me. I would never disrespect her by trying to touch her or look at her inappropriately and not just because she's underage or because of who her father is. I just would never disrespect a woman like that. Dating her could cost you your life if her father found out. What makes it worse for me is the fact that I'm also 11 years older than her and I know that my age would be more than enough of a reason for her father to put a bullet in my head and not a single cop would attempt to put him away for murder. A risk I don't plan on ever checking to see if it would happen or not. Making sure her photo was not able to be traced back to her is also a must because of who she is.

Once the photo was uploaded onto my computer, I did some fading on the image to help conceal her more and to highlight the artwork, to draw the eye to the beauty of it. It didn't take much editing because I was able to position her so she was already covered, I just wanted a little more reassurance. You never know who all might show up and see the picture. Don't want the wrong people to see it let alone recognize that it is her.

Once that was done, I enlarged it to the largest size I could print from my printer so the tiniest stars could be seen easier and printed it. I think this tattoo is going to be really popular and I wouldn't be surprised if more get it in the same place she did. A lot of customers take inspiration from someone else's tat and then make it their own. Either way, I'm sure I will be doing these stars for a while after this.

I felt that this tattoo location was probably not the most appropriate one to have in the main lobby where younger eyes could see it. Yes, some adults allow their young teens to get inked, and no, Ravyn's parents have never allowed it. I'm already risking my life by doing it behind their backs but it was either me, someone she knew and trusted, or she went somewhere else. So, I figured it would be safer for her if I just did what she asked even if it meant my life could be in danger. She's the type that if she wants something or wants to do something, she will do it even if she is told she can't. Telling her that she can't just makes her want to do it even more.

I took the picture into the room I do most of my work in and decided to hang it on the other side of the table. Here, those who come in to get a piercing or tattoo will see it and possibly get ideas for more in the future. Sometimes I do consultations in this room and they may see it and decide they like it. I will also put a smaller version of it in my album for those who would like to go through all of the ones I did to help them decide what they would like to have done.

As I was hanging the photo up, I couldn't help but feel as if I was being watched. Even the room that I was in felt so much colder than it was when I first walked in. I took my hands over the photo one more time to make sure it was on the wall securely before I turned around to see why the room was suddenly chilled.

The man standing in the doorway of the room may have been almost old enough to be my father but you wouldn't know it by just looking at him. You can just tell by the clothes that he wears that he still works out and he is still very strong just like he was when he was in his 20s. The man is also big, like really big. I'm only six feet in height and he's taller by at least four inches.

Let's just say, you want to know what it feels like to be killed by a stare, let Ryker Kendricks glare at you with pure rage that was caused by you touching his baby girl.

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Ravyn's POV:

It's going to be bad enough to sneak out of here late tonight to hit one of the 24 hours stores to get the supplies I need to take care of the piercings let alone have to do it with my dad home. I sure the f**k hope he goes back on his business trip after he rips into me.

I nodded to a few of the guards that were walking through the yard as I got closer to the front of the house. Two guards stood next to the front door and I nodded to them as well before they opened the door for me. I probably should have gone a different way in because it's not like they are going to open and close the door quietly. Hell! They'll probably shut the door extra hard just to alert my father on purpose of my arrival.

Just as I figured, the doors were closed harder than usual. I quickly started to run up the stairs, thinking that he was going to be right on my tail any second but when I glanced over my shoulder when I got to the top of the stairs, I saw that he wasn't there. I found that a little odd but I wasn't going to stick around the entrance and risk him coming out and seeing me.

I walked quickly down the hallway, trying to be as quiet as I could in case he was in one of the bedrooms. I found it very odd that I hadn't heard anything as I made my way to my room. It really felt like I was walking into a trap. It would be just like him to get me by surprise. I got to my room and quietly opened the door, only to stop when I looked over and saw my dad standing against the wall with his arms folded over his chest. I knew that it wouldn't be possible for me to get in the house without him knowing. I could see it in his eyes that he was beyond angry, he looked deadly.

"Ravyn Mireya Kendricks! You will tell me what motherfucker has had his hands on you!" He shouted at me as he looked at my bandaged torso.

"Why? So you can drive over there and kill him for just doing a tattoo or belly piercing?" I shouted back at him.

"I don't give a f**k about that piercing! I can clearly see that the tattoo is far from being appropriately placed!" He shouted at me as he used his hand to point in my direction.

"Don't even get me started about how far undressed you had to be in order to get it done!" He continued with his shout.

"It's just a tattoo! Nothing wrong with it! It just looks inappropriately placed because of the bandages!" I continued to shout back.

"You just turned 17 a few weeks ago, Ravyn! You are underage and you did not have our consent! If you think for one minute that I can't tell where all that tattoo is placed with that outfit you are wearing then you better look in the f*****g mirror!" He continued to shout.

"How did you get him to do it illegally?" He asked me in a raised voice as he pushed himself away from the wall and I just stood there and defiantly crossed my arms over my chest.

"Are you performing services on him!" He yelled at me and I shook my head.

"Regardless, that fucker has had his hands on you and I'm going to rip him apart!" He shouted at me as he walked over to me and took my purse.

"What the f**k are you doing!" I shouted at him and he snapped in my direction.

"You ever talk to me like that again, young lady and I will send your ass to boot camp!" He snapped at me as I continued to stand there and glare at him back.

"Then do it! I know you've wanted to for the last ten years! What's stopping you?" I shouted back at him and he looked away from me, ignoring my question and comment, and dug through my purse until he found my phone.

"I will find your location." He snapped at me as he gave me a glare.

I'm not dumb, I know he's going to try to pull my location. What he doesn't know, is I turned the location feature off on my phone months ago for this exact reason.

"You think your location history is unavailable?" He asked me as he looked over at me and I got this funny feeling that he still knew how to find out.

Without even saying a word, he just pulled out his phone and made a phone call. I'm pretty certain I know who he's calling. The one and only to be able to get my location without even having my phone in his hands.

"Yeah, Jax, I need you to pull Rayvn's location history from her phone for today and send it to me right away." He said into the phone and I could only wish I could send daggers to my uncle right now for being the top hacker in the world.

"Thanks." He said over the phone as he slid my phone into his pocket and walked towards the door.

"Where are you going?" I asked him just before he got to the door.

"I have business to take care of and your ass will not leave this house if you know what is good for you." He said sternly.

We all know what business he was talking about. All I could do was sit on my bed and hope that he wasn't going to kill Drake over this.

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Ryker's POV:

My blood was boiling to the point where I was steaming with anger. I've tolerated a lot from that child because she's my daughter, my baby girl, but I am not going to ignore the fact that some man, who I'm sure knows she's just a child, has had his hands all over her body. That, I can't ignore and I will make my presence known again in this town, starting with his face plastered all over the wall.

Jax didn't take long to get me her locations for the day and by the looks of it, she was only in one place, the tattoo parlor downtown. The same one she went to when she got the tattoo on her back. Only difference this time, this motherfucker is going to see my face and not one of the guards.

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I walked casually into the parlor, the sound of the bell ringing behind me. No one was in the lobby so I took the pleasure of walking to the back to find him. In the first room I came to, there was a man covered in tattoos and piercings himself, probably in his late 20's hanging up a picture on the wall on the other side of the table. It didn't take a genius to know who that picture was taken of. I was certain that it was Ravyn's new tattoo. I'm not saying that it didn't look amazing because it was and it would look even more amazing on someone other than my daughter.

The fact that I could clearly see in the photo that she was completely nude in that picture just boiled my blood even more. Nothing may have been revealed in the picture but you could clearly see the bottom side of her breast along with the fact that she had no panties on. The point is, she was completely nude in front of this man and had her picture taken. A 17-year-old girl had a nude photo taken by a man who was clearly an adult.

He quickly turned around as if he sensed someone behind him and the moment he saw me, his face dropped as fear ran over it. I knew that he knew who I was and why I was there.

"Look, nothing happened. I stayed completely professional. I never..." He tried to tell me as he walked around the table in hopes of mercy.

Before he could finish, my fist came up and connected with his face with my full strength. I hit him so hard that I felt the crack in his jaw as he fell into the table. Blood was rushing out of his mouth and onto the white sheet.

"Do you have any idea how hard it is for me right now not to kill you for touching my daughter?" I asked him in a deep low, and sinister voice, and he nodded his head.

"Do you realize how easy it would be for me to erase you from your life and not a single person in this world would know you were missing?" I asked him and he slowly nodded his head.

"Good, because if I ever find out that your hands ever touch her again, even if it's just a hug, I will personally kill you slowly and painfully and not a single person would come after me," I told him again and he just nodded.

I knew that speaking at the moment was probably not something he was going to be able to do because of his jaw. I know that I at least dislocated it if not broken it. I slowly turned as if I was going to walk out of the building but instead, twisted back around quickly with my fist in the air, and came down hard on his face again. He fell against the table and dropped to the floor, unconscious.