Mafia King's Daughter

Chapter 11

Ravyn's POV:

The following day, I quickly made my way to Vera's apartment to show her my new tat and piercings. It only took me a couple of knocks on her door before the door opened and her mother was standing on the other side.

"Hey Ray, I see you've been inked again." She said as she opened the door for me.

"Yeah, it was a new design that I had been coming up with, um, is Vera home?" I asked her and she nodded.

"She's in her room." She told me and I headed through the apartment to Vera's room.

Vera's mom learned a long time ago that Vera and I were going to do what we wanted to do regardless if she agreed with it or not. She no longer interferes which I wouldn't mind if my parents would be a little more like her. Maybe not quite this relaxed but just a little more than what they are.

When I got to her room, I just opened the door and walked in. She was sitting on her bed with her airpods in her ears, her eyes were closed and she was moving her head slightly to the music while she silently lip-synced to the song. She had no idea that I was there and I found it quite funny. I leaned against the doorframe and just watched her.

"s**t, Ray!" She exclaimed when she finally opened her eyes and saw me standing there, causing me to laugh.

"Holy s**t!" She practically yelled as she pulled her airpods out of her ears and slid off of the bed.

"When did you get this?" She asked as she moved me a little so she could look at my new tattoo.

"Two weeks ago," I told her with a big smile on my face.

"Yeah, two weeks. Where the f**k have you been?" She asked me as she looked at my tattoo.

"Sorry, I've been a little tied up at home as usual," I told her as I rolled my eyes.

"You know, one of these times your dad really is going to tie you up in the basement somewhere and throw away the key if that means keeping you home and out of trouble." She told me and we both chuckled.

"This looks amazing!" She told me.

"I didn't know you going to get your belly pierced." She said as a smirk suddenly fell over her face as if she was remembering something.

"So...did you? You know...get them?" She asked and I nodded after a moment of hesitation as I tried to remember what it was that we had talked about with each other two weeks ago.

"Let me see them!" She said quickly and I put my finger to my lip to tell her to quiet down.

"Even your mom will probably rat me out for getting these, so keep your voice down," I told her as I stepped away from the door and quietly shut it.

Her mom may be okay with most things but the one thing she no longer allows us to do is to be in Vera's room together with the door closed. I guess she didn't really care for the fact that she opened the door one time and saw us with a bottle of vodka. Now the door must stay open when I'm over. Little does she know, Vera's wilder than I am. I just seem to get caught more than she does. My guess is that my dad is always having me followed. I wouldn't really be surprised if that was the case most of the time.

Once her door was shut, I placed my hand on the bottom of my crop top that I had on and lifted it just enough to expose my breast so she could see the piercing.

"I can't believe you did it! Did you do the other too?" She asked and I nodded as I carefully put my top back down.

"Did it hurt?" She asked and I nodded as I laughed.

"Oh s**t, it did," I told her with a laugh.

"Still does occasionally. They're past the really tender side but my right still bleeds occasionally if I move wrong but the crop top is fairly snug so that helps. That's why I wore what I did today because I knew it would help keep my breasts in place." I told her.

"They're also so sensitive! Especially when rubbed with the fabric covering them." I told her as I thought of the first time I rubbed them over my sports bra and I was quickly soaked between my legs.

"Damn! I would love that! Mine aren't that sensitive. If only I was brave enough to get them done!" She told me as she rubbed her palm over her breast, causing us both to laugh.

"I swear everyone I see is going to think I'm cold. They're always hard!" I added to our laughter.

"I think we need to celebrate!" She suddenly said as she grabbed my hand and pulled me out of her room.

"Going to a club mom, be back later!" She called out as we walked quickly out of the house.

"Don't you think it's a little early to go to a club? It's only four in the afternoon." I told her and she smiled at me.

"Not for the club I'm taking you to. I just discovered this one last week," She told me and I got a smile on my face.

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When we got to the club, we showed the bouncer our fake IDs, and just like all the other clubs, he let us in. We don't have IDs to get drinks at the bar, just to get us in. The clubs we prefer to go to are the ones that don't allow minors. Ones for minors are just not the same and they aren't as much fun. They are too childlike for our taste. Besides, we would rather look at and dance with men, not boys.

The music was loud and you could already hear the voices of the crowds having fun. We stepped into the main area of the club and the floor was already full of people dancing. There were tables all around with waitresses delivering food or drinks to the groups occupying the tables. The bar was off to the side with dim lighting with a few bartenders mixing drinks. There was a wall at one end with black tinted windows up by the ceiling. Not all clubs have those but you know you're in one of the smaller mafia's businesses when you see one of those. I say mafia because even if they are smaller, they are still the real deal compared to the gangs like the Bloodlust gang. These people aren't the ones to mess with, even if I am the daughter of the mafia king himself, it won't matter when it comes to them.

"Where did you hear of this place?" I asked Vera as we walked farther into the club.

I'm not worried about who could be occupying that office above the dancefloor, I've been in a few of these but I don't think this is somewhere Vera should be, especially if she comes here without me. The people who visit these aren't your average people.

"Simon told me about it." She informed me.

Simon just turned 18 a couple of months ago so it wasn't really a surprise to hear that he was in a place like this.

"You talked to Simon after that night?" I asked her and she shook her head.

"No, he said something to me a few days prior to running into him on the street." She continued to tell me.

"Come on!" She said excitedly before I could get more information out of her as she grabbed my hand and pulled me out onto the dancefloor.

Once we were out there, I couldn't stop the music from taking over. I loved to come to clubs and dance. It's something fun to do that doesn't cause an asthma attack, that is as long as I don't get too dance crazy. Can't paint when the sun is out and besides, I don't have my stuff with me. I have to buy more because my dad threw all the new paint cans away that I just bought when I was with Simon. I forgot to use cash for those and he found out right away.

It didn't take long once we were out on the floor before a felt a pair of hands on my waist. I loved the feel of a man's calloused hands on my skin. We both moved to the music and I slowly moved my hands up my body till I reached behind myself and put my hands behind the man's neck. I still had my back pressed against him so I couldn't see his face but I could tell he was tall. After a few minutes of dancing, he turned me around and I looked up to see who it was I was dancing with.

"Elijah?" I asked when I saw him.

"Ravyn?" He asked at the same time.

"What are you doing here?" He asked as if he was getting ready to scold me.

"I could ask you the same thing. Shouldn't you be out patrolling the streets for delinquents?" I snapped at him.

"I'm not on shift right now, but you shouldn't be here." He told me as we just stood in the middle of the dancefloor while everyone else was still dancing.

"What I do is no more your business than it is my father's," I told him and turned and started to push my way through the crowd.

"Ray!" I heard him behind me, tailing me as I stepped off of the dancefloor and walked over to the bar.

"Ravyn!" He said my name again when he got to the bar next to me.

"What are you going to do Elijah? Drag me back home like you have done several times in the past?" I asked him as I put my hand up at the bartender to call him over.

"No, I was just hoping to convince you to leave with me and we can just go to a different club." He told me and I gave him a glare.

"What is wrong with this one and why would I go with you? You're a cop, remember? I'm all of you pig's favorite delinquent to pick up and drag home or back to the station. I have never gone with any of you willingly," I continued to snap at him.

"You don't understand whose club you are in right now," He told me as if he was trying to warn me about something.

"Trust me, I know what kind of club I'm in. Besides, if it's that bad then why are you here? Must not be that bad if the men in blue are okay with hanging here when they are off shift." I told him just as the bartender walked over to me.

"Aperol Float," I told the bartender, he nodded his head and walked over to the bar behind him to start making the drink.

"You're 17, Ray," Elijah scolded me.

"What are you going to do about it? Arrest me?" I asked him as I turned to look at him.

"Is that what you want me to do? Arrest you for drinking underage?" He asked and I just shrugged.

"Wouldn't matter to me, wouldn't be the first time. While you're at it, why don't you just arrest this bartender for not carding me? Better yet, why don't you march right up into that office up there," I said as I pointed at the tinted windows.

"And tell the owner that I'm down here, underage," I said as I glared at him but he didn't say anything back.

"That's what I thought," I told him and looked back at the bartender just as he walked over and set the drink down.

I gave him the money for the drink and I started to sip on the straw.

"You know that isn't what I was trying to say." He suddenly said several minutes later after I had already drunk more than half of my drink.

"Oh, you're still here?" I asked him as I rolled my eyes and looked away from him.

"Really, Ray. Could we be a little more childish?" He asked me and I just shrugged.

"If you're not going to arrest me, then why don't you just leave me alone?" I asked him as I slid the empty glass away from me, stood up from my barstool, and put my bag back over my shoulder.

I looked over at him and I could tell he wanted to say something to me, he just didn't. I just shook my head and walked away from him. I looked around the dancefloor for Vera and I didn't see her. Where could she have gone? I stood at the edge of the dancefloor and looked around at all the tables to see if I could find her. That's when I saw her walking out of the club with some man who appeared to be practically holding her up. It was almost as if she could hardly walk.

"f**k!" I hissed to myself as I took off towards the door.

I tried to get out of there quickly but it is a little harder to run in heels and it didn't help any that it seemed like now was the time that everyone wanted to get out on the dancefloor. I had to push my way through a few of them before I finally was walking quickly through the tables towards the door.

By the time I got out onto the sidewalk, I didn't see her anywhere. We were apparently in the club for a few hours because by this time the sun was going down and a few of the streetlights were coming on. I heard a soft scream and took off in the direction that I had heard it. Just as I was going past an alley, I happen to look over and saw that man trying to get Vera into a car that he had parked next to the back exit of the club.

"Hey!" I shouted at him, causing him to stop what he was doing and look over at me as I headed down the alley.

"Go back home to daddy little girl!" He shouted at me and I could already feel my anger start to rise.

"How about you're perverted d**k gets cut off and fed to the rats!" I shouted back at him and I could see the anger in his eyes.

He took a step away from his car, pulling a drugged-up Vera along with him. He took his hand and backhanded her hard, causing her to fall to the ground, unconscious. She was already almost out to start with from whatever he put in her drink, the hit just helped black her out completely.

"Maybe your mouth needs to be filled with my d**k!" He snapped at me as I stopped just a few feet from him.

"I would love to see you try to get your tiny d**k in my mouth, you fucker." I said to him in a low tone as I glared at him.

He took a few quick steps in my direction, his right shoulder dropped just before he threw the first punch. I ducked just in time and took my fist and hit him hard in the c**k, causing him to cry out in pain as he grabbed his junk with his hands. I took my hands and grabbed his hair and pulled him down hard on my knee, causing him to fall back and into his car. Blood was rushing out of his nose and all over his mouth and clothes. He tried to throw another punch at me but I ducked that one as well and hit him hard in the face.

By this time my breathing was picking up and it was starting to feel tight in my chest but he wasn't out yet. I had to keep going, can't stop yet. Now is not the time to take offense. I took another step and hit him again with my fist, splattering blood all over the car behind him. I could feel myself start to wheeze and the little bit of air that I was getting just wasn't enough to keep my vision clear. I must have been distracted by my breathing just enough for him to get a hit on me. I felt his fist hit me right in the cheek, causing me to turn away from him and forcing my bag to fall to the ground.

He put his arm around my neck to try to restrict my breathing more than it already was. I took my foot and stomped my heel hard on his foot, causing him to lean closer into me. I quickly hit him hard with the back of my head. He let out a loud cry of pain and let go of my neck allowing me to bend and elbow him hard in the gut, causing him to fall to the ground.

I was breathing so hard to get air. So little oxygon was getting to my lungs and brain that I was seeing black come and go in my vision. My wheezing was very strained and loud. I could hardly keep my balance, causing me to fall to the ground. I knew the man wasn't out and soon he will be up to either kill me or take off with Vera but there wasn't anything I could do. All I felt like was a fish out of water, trying to get air but my throat was so tight and so inflamed. I tried to look for my bag to get my inhaler and when I found it I tried to reach for it but it was just out of my reach.

I couldn't even scream for help my throat was so tight. My fingers were barely touching my bag, it was just too far away from me. My asthma was so bad that all energy to fight for air was gone. I looked up at the sky as my chest jerked a few times from the lack of oxygen and all airflow stopped.