Dangerous Love: My Pet Princess

"What would you choose, a man who would die for you, or a man who would kill for you?"

Misha POV

"Miss, vy ne mozhete etogo sdelat'"

("Miss, you can't do that.")

The hulk of a man in front of me and behind the wheel said, and I just ignored him as I thought about what my friend Sonya was suggesting.

I have never done that before, and honestly, it might be.... hmmm, refreshing from this stiff, boring life of mine.

I thought deeply as I bit my lower lip while the man in the front gritted his teeth in annoyance. I know because I heard them even though he was facing the road.

"C'mon, Misha, you didn't want to have a birthday party like every year and wanted to try something new, and honestly, what I'm suggesting is just perfect."

Sonya said in a begging but daring voice and I mulled the thought again cause she wasn't wrong.

"Your father won't like that, miss, and honestly, I don't either. So please let us go back home."

My bodyguard Artem said, and I rolled my eyes while focusing on him as he drove.

"I will do whatever the fuck I want, my father gave me the green light and specifically said go knock yourself off."

I said, then nodded my head at Sonya, making her scream in happiness because I was going to do it. No one dares me.

"Artem, please take us to Sonya's strip club."

I ordered the man, and I saw his body go rigid, but he didn't say anything because it was not his place to do so.

My father gave him to me to protect me and cater to all my needs, and that is it. If I told him to stop the car and just stand in the middle of the road for me to run him over, he would.

And in about fifteen minutes, we were there, and we got out of the car, my body buzzing from all the excitement.

"Misha, are you sure about this? I mean, your father won't like it, I think."

Suzan, our friend who is mostly silent and barely says anything, said as she gave my bodyguard a fleeting look, making him nod his head in approval.

"Nah, he never gets mad at me. Besides, I have that ox to protect me, so don't be a pussy and let us do it."

I said as I followed Sonya, who led us to the VIP entrance, and the bouncers there let us in without saying a single word.

"I know how much he loves you, but this....this is different, anything can happen. Here are all kinds of people, we might....someone might......"

Suzan spoke again in a shaky voice and I understood what she wanted to say, but honestly, nothing will change my mind now.

"Look, do you see this gun? And this, do you see how big and full of muscles this man is?"

I said as I showed her Artem's gun and showed her his packed stomach. The man was built like a tank.

I mean, even the bouncers in this club fade beside him; nothing and no one can even look our way.

I waved at her dismissively, then focused on the place, looking around with a huge smile on my face.

I'm not new to this kind of life, but at the same time, I don't indulge myself because it is not my thing.

I might have been a mafia girl, but we have rules too. My father wanted me to have my degree and then focus on building a career. He isn't like those mafia bosses you see on TV, the ones who marry their daughters off to create alliances or force them into this life. He prefers that I have a happy, simple life, and he will find an heir for him, maybe a distant cousin or something, because I'm an only child.

"So it will go like this. You will change your clothes into something sexy, and I will find you a vip client. Your mission is to get something from him. Be it a black card, ring, or a watch, anything that is expensive."

Sonya said, and I grinned at her. The bitch was daring me to strip dance and seduce someone wealthy, and I would do it on one condition.

"If I win, you will do whatever I tell you, do you agree?"

I said, licking my lips and waiting for her answer, even though I knew that she would agree, I needed to hear it and let the other two be my witnesses.

"OK, as long as it is not something outrageous like running naked in the street." She said, and I giggled because this was stupid; what I was about to ask from her was way simpler and easier.

"Nah, you will just fuck Artem, that is all." I said, grinning again, and a laugh escaped me when I saw my bodyguard blink at me in surprise, and then his nostrils flared from anger.

"It is up to you to decide, I'm not gonna force you to do it." I said as I turned around and left the fuming man behind me. I know he would never do it, but this was my way to get him back.

He has been a pain in my ass for a few months now, and I don't know why.

He watched what I eat, drink, or wear. He put pressure on me as we trained. He even asked the men in the mansion to annoy me whenever they got the chance, and we ended up fighting each time.

And whenever I went to my dad to complain, he told me to suck it up and just listen to whatever that nasty fucker said. Sometimes I think that Artem is my half-brother or something because my dad loves him so much.

I sighed, then I watched myself in the mirror after I wore what one of the girls handed me.

I admired my figure and my pale complexion in the mirror, then turned around a couple of times. I think it is time for me to get a tan.

But overall, this flimsy fishnet thing was cute, and it highlighted my curvy body.

I came out of the dressing room, and the girls had different reactions. One had her hand over her mouth in surprise, then her face went tomato red.

While the other was screaming and saying nonsense, I think she liked what I was wearing.

While the ox man was blinking at me in disbelief, his mouth opened a couple of times, but nothing came out.

"C'mon, I found a room for you. He is one of our regulars, but let us hide your face first. I know I was the one who dared you to do it, but I don't want anyone to know your identity."

Sonya said, and I just shrugged because I didn't care if the person inside knew me or not. This was a one-night thing, just for fun, but, I was very wrong.

Misha,

I took a deep breath, standing in front of the VIP room. I felt nervous; I was never a coward, but this was something entirely new for me.

This isn't me sparing with a man twice my size for the first time, or me holding a gun and feeling its weight.

I'm a daring, flirty, and brave girl, but my limit was my body. I like to show skin and expose my body because I worked to have it this toned and perfect, but at the same time, I don't like to be touched or have some men drool over me.

If I wear something, I wear it for myself. If I do my nails or my hair, it's for me to feel better and beautiful, not to get some man's approval.

I took a couple of deep breaths, then I knocked on the door and didn't move until the door was opened and some guy glared at me.

I frowned at the man who was blocking my way, then tried to look behind him, but he moved closer, blocking my view entirely.

"We didn't ask for any entertainment, leave."

The man said, and I cocked a brow at him, because who the hell does he think he is, and how dare he treat me like that.

"Let her in. I was the one who asked for her. I was getting bored waiting for your boss, and she came after you, so don't let us spoil the night. Let her in, Dino.

Someone from the inside shouted at the one blocking my way, Dino, and he gritted his teeth before stepping aside, allowing me to see the people in the room.

I gave Dino a side look before I walked inside the room, and he shut the door behind me the moment I was in.

I took a quick look, and for a second, my mind didn't process what was happening because this wasn't what I thought I would see.

Two groups of men sit inside, and they don't look happy, if I might add. The air was tense, and from what I'm seeing, this wasn't a friendly, happy meeting.

I thought about turning around to leave, but then someone gripped my hand and pulled me to the other side. My other hand formed a fist, but then I relaxed. I need to tread carefully to get out of here. I can smell blood in the air.

This is a mafia meeting, I know, because I have seen them so many times to count. And if I use violence now, I might not be able to leave.

Artem must be watching, and I'm sure he will come up with something and get me out of here.

"You must be new, this is the first time I've seen you here. I'm a regular, and I know all the girls."

The man who was talking from behind that Dino said, and I blasted a fake smile on my face and turned around to give him one of my sweetest looks.

"Yes, this is my first time here. My name is Sonya. What is your name, handsome?"

I answered him, giving my bitch friend's name because she is the one who threw me into this. Of all the people she could choose, she chose some mafia man.

"Ahhh, I'm a lucky man then, you must be beautiful, or else you won't be hiding your face like this, Sonya."

He said as his hand rose, trying to take off the flimsy piece of cloth that was hiding half of my face, and I held his hand in mine, stopping him.

"Franco, we came here to talk business, not to play with whores. That shipment is mine, you know, I have commitments. It wasn't yours to take."

The man on the other side said in a rough voice, startling me, and I held my breath as our eyes met, and I suppressed a shudder.

The light in the room was dim, and he was sitting in a corner with barely any light, which wasn't helping.

But everything about him was dark: his aura, his hair, and his eyes. The place was warm, but frost was coming off of him. The only place that melted that frost was his burning eyes.

"Renzo, you need to chill, man. You are almost forty and without an heir or a woman. Life isn't just about work. You need to relax and have some fun, right, Sonya?"

Franco said, making me blink, then I turned around and smiled at him without saying anything. I was lost for words.

Franco, Renzo, and Dino. I think I have heard these names before, but when and why?!

I was lost deep in thought and didn't hear any of the words that were said, but then something broke, and I flinched when I found that man called Renzo standing right in front of me. Then he gripped my shoulder, pulled, making me stand up.

I looked right into his eyes and found out that they weren't black but dark green with some specs of gold.

"LEAVE IF YOU KNOW WHAT IS GOOD FOR YOU."

The man snarled in my face, and this time I couldn't suppress the shudder that took over my body when his hot breath touched my cheeks and ruffled my hair.

"Ahhh, you need to chill, my friend, and let the girl go; you are scaring her."

Franco said as he stood up and chuckled, but Renzo's eyes didn't leave mine, as if he was waiting for my answer that never came.

"Dino, show her the way out!"

"e assicurati che lei esca da qui e venga rimandata a casa. La sua guardia del corpo deve essere da qualche parte qui vicino."

("and make sure that she is out of here and sent home. Her bodyguard must be somewhere close.")

The intimidating man said, shaking me to the core again, even though I didn't understand half of what he said in Italian.

But then the man called Franco, his men stood and blocked Dino's way, and his voice tone changed entirely, it wasn't friendly anymore.

"No, she won't leave, but you will. I will contact you sometime, and we will discuss this again. You seem to be in a shitty mood."

Franco said, making Renzo grit his teeth, and finally let me go, and weirdly enough, I wanted to follow him.

I don't know anything about this man, but I have a feeling that I will be safe as long as I am with him.

This Franco dude held on to me tightly. "What were we saying just now? Ahhh, I'm really dying to see your beautiful face, Sonya."

And again he tried to take off the flimsy facemask, but I slapped his hand away, swaying my hips as I took a few steps backward.

"Let me think about it as I dance for you."

I said seductively, then I looked up, trying to face the camera Sonya told me about, and made that sign, hoping that they were there watching me.

But then I shook my head, trying to clear it and think of something new because if they were there, they would have interfered and gotten me the hell out of there.

But something happened and prevented Artem from coming to get me. If he saw these two men, he must have identified them and saved my ass by now.

And now I should be worried because I have blown my only chance to get out of here. Think, think, Misha.

"I changed my mind, I don't want to watch you dance. I want to have a taste, woman."

Franco said, pulling my hair suddenly, making me scream as he then threw me on one of the leather couches and jumped on top of me.

I began to fight him, and even though the man looked smaller and thinner than the other men, he was so strong.

So I took a deep breath and kicked him in his middle, making him double over, and I pushed him away, standing on my feet and taking a defensive stance.

"Come at me, motherfuckers, let me show you what I got."

I snarled at the other two men, who became alert and their hands went to their guns, but I didn't give them the chance to do it.

I kicked the first one, then punched the other right in his face and grinned when I heard his nose break.

Then I ran to the door while the three men were on the floor, but the moment I opened the door, and I was about to run to freedom, something blocked my way, and I was thrown back.

Chapter 3

Misha,

I gasped for breath and my head got dizzy, that push and fall felt like a bunch to my chest, and for a few seconds, I couldn't breathe.

I turned around and almost screamed when that little movement hurt so badly and something almost pierced my chest. I think I broke a few ribs.

But there is no time to cry or crawl like a coward here. I needed to get out now while everyone was busy and when this thought hit me I began to hear, smell and feel everything around me.

I heard the screams, I felt the warm blood splash on my face, and my almost nude body.

I saw the massacre that was happening right in front of my eyes in this tiny room, so I crawled and hid under the table instead and watched the scene in horror.

What pushed me back inside wasn't a wall, but a group of men wearing all black and holding heavy guns.

They were shooting at Franco and his men and there were some new other men in the room. All of that happened in the few seconds I was on my ass trying to breathe.

"Misha! Where the fuck are you?"

"otvet'te mne" "answer me."

A man shouted, and I wanted to weep, this was the first time in my life I would consider kissing Artem.

"I'm here."

I said in a high voice, but then I lowered it because I saw a few men turn around to face me.

"YA tebya uvidel, ne dvigaysya, blyad'. YA idu za toboy."

"I saw you don't fucking move. I'm coming for you"

My bodyguard said, and I nodded my head in answer even though he couldn't see me.

I dragged my ass to another table because my spot is exposed now, but then someone dragged me away and he put his hand above my mouth to prevent me from screaming.

"Shut the fuck up, if you want to live."

The person said, and I relaxed when I recognized the voice, it was Renzo. He came back....for me?!

"What should we do? We need to get out of here. It isn't safe for her."

Dino said as he blocked my view and I was sandwiched between him and Renzo and the corner of the wall.

The two men made sure no one could see me and no stray bullets could come my way.

"Let me fucking think, did you tell her bodyguard that we are friends? He is coming our way, aiming the gun."

Renzo said, and I tried to move and push them away to tell Artem that I was ok but the two men pushed me back, making me wince from the pain of my broken ribs.

"Just raise your hand and make this sign he will know."

I said and Renzo blinked at me, then my hand, but he nodded and I guess he did because he relaxed.

"Miss, vy v poryadke?" "Miss, are you ok?"

He said in Russian when he reached us, and I answered him in English.

"Yes, I'm fine, I think I broke a few ribs but I will survive. We need to get out of here, Artem. Did you call my father? He will be pissed."

I asked even though it wasn't the time for it, but I didn't want to upset him.

"I didn't, but he must have known my phone doesn't stop ringing. Anyway, Sonya said there is a hidden door here that leads to the back alley we need to find it."

He said, and I looked behind me trying to figure out where that door and I almost shouted in triumph when I found it.

"Two clicks to your northeast, Artem."

My bodyguard nodded, then he walked slowly to where I told him as the two men covered me.

We reached the door but then Artem was tackled and the shooters focused on us because they were done with Franco and his army that entered the room when the shooting started.

We kept going, and I pushed the hidden secret door open and screamed when I fell on my ass again because I didn't see the two steps there.

Strong hands helped me to stand up, but I pushed them away and turned around to throw up.

The hands held my back to their front collected my hair and pulled it away from my face.

"I don't think I will be able to move, I have broken some ribs and I think I have a concussion."

He didn't say anything, but I felt something drop over my shoulder and I was hoisted up and I relaxed in what I thought was Artem's arms.

I began to go in and out of consciousness, I heard some whispers and sounds, a car's engine, but those strong arms never let me go.

"Now what? What should we do?"

"We will take her home."

"You know this isn't what I meant. I mean Franco, and what happened tonight?"

"We will do nothing, the person who did it will show his face soon and we will know who we are dealing with."

The two men kept talking back and forth while I fought the dizziness and sleep.

I remember I saw a doctor in a show that says that when you have a concussion you must stay up and never fall asleep.

"Did you call doctor Luka?"

"Yes, and he is on his way to the Yakov's house."

The voices said, and this made me open my eyes and try to sit up, but I couldn't, so I whined and moaned.

"Dad will kill me for this, so please don't call the doctor."

I said in a barely there whisper and the man who was still holding me touched my forehead, removing some hair that was sticking there from all the sweat.

"Too late, the doctor is waiting there, and he already knows about what you have done."

The gruff voice said I wanted to raise my hand to slap him but I couldn't do it, all I could do was just snuggle closer and that was it.

"Renzo, I don't know how to thank you for saving her life."

"Please, it is nothing and honestly, I didn't go out of my way to do it. It happens that I was there at the right moment."

"Still, you saved my only child and for that, I'm very thankful."

I opened my eyes slowly as I listened to the chitchat that was happening beside me, and all the talk stopped.

"How do you feel?"

A man said while he stared at my face and I stared back without saying a word, I don't know him. Who is this?

But then the asshole put pressure on my ribs, and I screamed bloody murder.

"Yep, she has two broken ribs."

He said, chuckling, and I swore at him as I tried to sit up to fucking punch him in the face.

"So you are still alive, good because you will be punished for what you have done tonight."

My father said coldly, and I wanted to cry because Dad's punishment is worse than death.

I wanted to defend myself, to say anything, but when I saw Renzo narrow his eyes at me, I bit my tongue and said nothing.

My father cocked a brow at him, then me, before he turned around to talk to him.

"Can we have a little chat, Mr. Valentino?"