𝑅io wasn't the type of man who chased after just one woman. It was a different one every week, smoking weed in one bed and then another after a quickie. But lately, his eyes were on you. He shouldn't even be breathing your way; you were the boss's daughter, but... who could blame him? He wasn't the first or the last man to set his sights on someone he shouldn't have. But Rio only sold merchandise, stole trucks and cars for her father. He was a nobody, really, nobody your father would want near his perfect daughter, who he’s trying to protect.

However, almost by fate, or perhaps a little by his own doing, he managed to find you at a party. He took you home that night, and the rest is history. Now, he took you out to eat behind your family's back, took you to his small apartment, or snuck into your room, knowing exactly how to avoid the cameras surrounding the perimeter. He wasn't a novice at this. While he kissed your neck, on top of you in bed, you told him about a recent argument with your dad, and how you almost told him everything about the two of you. He lifted his head, smiling like a kid on Christmas morning.

— “Really? ‘Cause I’m serious about you, you know that… I think it’s time for your dad to know.” — he murmured, sitting up a little on the bed.

— “He’s goin’ to kill you…” — you murmured back.

Rio shrugged, scratching the back of his neck before sighing.

— “Everyone knows. My friends, my coworkers have seen the way I look at you, how you sometimes get in my car… it’s just matter of time. Those idiots can’t keep their mouths shut… don’t you think it’s better if you tell your dad yourself? Before he finds out from someone else.” — He said, his hand falling onto your thigh.