"I escaped into the storage room. I grabbed a syringe, some bottles of medicine and the tattoo supplies. We were originally going to brand each of the...girls but we figured that since I have done some tattoos in his life, we'd just tattoo the girls. I threw everything onto a cart.I walked back into the hallway to see Liam taunting her. He was calling her names and telling her that he was going to destroy her. I gently pushed him back, opened the door and rolled the cart in. Mia was curled up in. When I got to my father’s big office on the top floor, I knocked and went in. When he got off the phone, he looked up and smiled. “You hired all those girls?” I asked. He smiled and nodded. “Every single one. Now let me explain something; I promised them that if they needed refreshing, that means sex, all they had to do was ask. I have one almost every day, usually after lunch. Your job is to back me up.” I shook my head and asked him to explain. “You’ve fucked some girls, haven’t you?” I. At five exactly I watched her get into her car. When she left the parking lot she turned in the opposite direction from our home and I knew she was driving toward a pub for her evening out with 'the girls'.I had no trouble following her, since there was a convoy of six cars between my SUV and my wife's Toyota. We were all driving in the same direction, which I knew was toward a pub, a watering hole or a dance hall - whatever you want to call it.Ten minutes later I watched Nancy's Toyota and the. It’s pointless and futile. I will have your allegiance, one way or the other!” I slammed my open palm down on the desk, an old Etruscan hand trick that sounded like a thunderclap.“Well, that’s that, then! Tell me, do ... you ... want into my panties? I mean ... do you want to fuck me now? Because if you’re Dictator ... well, there’s no one to overrule you, is there? I’d better be on your good side first, right? If my bosses don’t like me fucking my interviewee in this case, they can piss off.