Chapter Two

"Who in the fuck are you?" Courtney yelled as tighten her grip around his arm. This guy was hot but what in the hell was he doing in her room. No one knew looked like this, if they did he would be in her bedroom locked up as her sex slave. "I asked you who in the fuck are you, now tell me before for I call a guard."

"They won't do nothing to me, I am their boss also," the man said.

"Oh they won't will they, do you have any goddamn idea who in the hell I am. My god my father would kill you himself, or at least send his absent enforcer to kill you. I am Courtney Corinthos. You know the big bad mob boss, yeah I am his daughter so you don't want to fuck with me," but you can fuck me, she added silently to herself. She would love to give him a go.

'Oh my god, she did not just say Corinthos did she no, no that must be some mistake, the only daughter Sonny had is Morgan, no Courtney is not his daughter is she,' Jason thought to himself. "Corinthos?" he asked. Was that his voice? It sounded like a damn squeak.

"Oh yeah tough boy ain't so tough now is he," she said as she pushed him forward and kicked him in his ribs. "Don't you dare take me lightly you dumbass."

Jason felt the air go out of himself when she kicked him. 'Goddamn she doesn't need Johnny, Marco, Max or any of the other guards. Why didn't Sonny tell me this was his daughter.' He saw her getting ready to kick him again he stopped her with a hand to her foot. "I'm Jason Morgan, you know Sonny's right hand, Sonny's Enforcer, Anger boy, the brain damaged Quartermaine, and the Jason Carly probably told you all about."

Courtney felt her cheeks heat up, this was the Jason Carly talked about like a god, the Jason that Michael called uncle Jason, the Jason Morgan called Jay Jay and the Jason thought as a brother and son. Oh my god I have just beaten up the Jason Morgan. "I am so sorry, I.....I didn't know you were. I should have knew Marco wouldn't have let anyone dangerous in but.......I didn't know you were back, I mean I have heard so much about you, you sister Emily is getting married and I am one of her bridesmate, we both go to PCU she's great and so Nikolas but you must know all this, I'm sorry once a again but when I get nervous I blabber," she said. She was about to say something when he held a finger up to her mouth and shook his head no.

"It's okay, look it's my fault and you did the right thing, I should have told you who I was. Sonny........um I mean you dad wanted me to come get you, he said you're a half an hour late. So.....we better get over there," damn she was beautiful Jason thought to himself, the full lips, those curves, and oh those eyes, you could get lost in the beautiful eyes. 'Stop Morgan this is your bosses daughter, she is more trouble then you need.'

"Um yeah just tell Sonny I'll be there in a few and again I am sorry. If I knew who you were, I would have....you know not hurt you," she said. She still looked worried, like he was mad at her.

He wasn't mad at her, he was mad at himself, he shouldn't be attract to her. He wasn't allowed to be attract to her. Sonny would never let him date her. Never. He needed to get that thought out of his head. "Yeah I'll tell him but don't me to long, you know how impatient Sonny........your dad is," damn that was going to take some getting used to. Sonny shouldn't have a daughter that looked this good. She should be short, fat, wear those thick glasses, or at least look like a Elizabeth, no curves or something but oh no Sonny had to have a goddess as a sister.

"Yeah I know, I'll be there soon."

Jason looked at her when she spoke which was a big no, no. All it made him want to do was throw her on the bed a ravished more. God he needed to get out of there before he got even more aroused. "Um.......um yeah I'll tell him, see you soon Courtney."

"Yeah you too Jason," she said as she watched him walk out the door. Damn he was fine, it took all her will power not to take him by the neck of his shirt, pull him to the bed, push him down , straddle him, and ride him hard. 'Oh my god I am thinking dirty thoughts about a man who works for my father, a man that I will never have a chance with. I need to get him out of my head. When he looks at me he will see a little sister, some one he has to protect. A job. Get over him Corinthos and get over him fast. ' She thought as she pulled out her baby blue sun dress and baby blue sandals. 'Get over him, you don't need a man. Get over him and his damn fine body. Get over him and his sexy blue eyes. Get over Jason Morgan,' she kept repeating as she got dress, if only the part of her body that was so damp for him would listen.

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Jason walked into Penthouse 4, mad as hell. How dare Sonny not tell him that Courtney was his daughter. Maybe he could have prepared himself for what he saw, for what he felt. "SONNY!" he yelled.

Sonny came from the kitchen, "What Jason, where's Courtney?," he asked looking around. Then he looked at Jason. He looked pissed about something and it took a lot to ruffle Jason's feathers. "What's wrong man?"

"You fucking lied to me," Jason said. As he said Carly come behind me and slapped, his ass and he jumped.

"Do not use that kind of language in my house, there are children living here," she said and she walked over to the door and pointed to upstairs. "I'm going to go see Court and see if she needs any help."

"Watch her right kick, it's a killer," Jason said as he rubbed his ass with one hand and use the other to rub his sore ribs as Sonny and Carly laughed at him. "it isn't funny, she dangerous," 'in more ways then you would know' he added to himself.

Carly left as he was in deep thought about a massage being given by a hot blonde that lived right next door to him, with curves is all the right places and high firm breast that he wanted to just bury his head in. "Hey man, Jason come back to earth," Sonny said as he waved his hand in his face.

"Yeah, yeah sorry, just kind of spaced there."

"Now tell me in god name did I lie to you about?" Sonny asked.

Jason felt his anger begin to boil again. "What did you lie about, I'll tell what you lied about. WHY IN THE HELL DIDN'T YOU TELL ME YOU HAD A GODDAMN DAUGHTER!"

A/N: Any good. Tell me if you want more. Love, Ashley