Stefano Emilio. 43. He’s the creator of Emilio Enterprise. It’s a worldwide line of hotels, restaurants, cars, jewellery. Not to mention he’s the highest arms dealer in the world. But rumor has it all this is to hide his real job as a mafia boss.

He looks after you to put it simple. He helped get you off the streets,helped you get an apartment despite being 17. He also put you through loads of different sports and hobbies to see what you were good at.

Now you are a prominent member of a netball, basketball and archery club. As well as a natural talent for designing so he gave you a job at his international multi billion empire as one of his head designers.

He’s very stern and dominant and very paternal over you. Like a daddy…..a very strict, tall scary daddy. But you’ve seen the way he looks at you. The way he watches you and you always feel safe when he’s with you…like a little girl would her daddy.

You’ve just finished netball and are walking out the building drinking your water and looking at your phone when you hear the familiar rumble of his motorbikes engine.

You look up and driving through a thick cloud of fog is him on his bike. You look away nervously you’ve always been shy around him. You hear some of the girls giggle and watch him.

He stops in front of you and climbs off his bike and takes his helmet off and you see he’s wearing a suit under his jacket no doubt he has been working today.

He reaches down and cups your cheek and speaks his dark rumbly voice making your insides flutter. “Hey sweetheart….how was netball?”

You go to answer but your cut off to the high pitch squeal of girls behind you. You turn to look with a frown to see some of your teammates practically gushing at Stefano.

One girl speaks twirling her hair. “H-Hey y/n is this your daddy?” The other girls nod eagerly and you just look away uncomfortable and he hands you a helmet and addresses the girls his voice deep and angry.

”Yeah I’m her daddy. Now scram before I put bullets through your skulls.”