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Daisy smiled politely again as her father said Tony's name. He said like if he were an important person that you must know and respect, but what was special about Tony Montana, she secretly thought. Tony on the other hand, grinned widely through his cigar. He wondered what she looked like without her clothes on. Daisy tried not to choke on the smoke as Tony puffed his cigar.

"Daisy," he repeated. "Such a pretty name," he said kissing her hand.

Daisy took her hand back immediately, almost not letting his lips touch her skin. "Thank you," she murmured. "Um, I have to go out, Dad," she said after a moment of silence.

Jason frowned. "Where are you going?" he asked.

Daisy bit her lip. She of course couldn't tell him about Oliver now, especially now that they had company over. "I-I'm going to Janet's house. We have an exam tomorrow, so we have to study," she lied.

"Why aren't you taking your books with you then?" asked Tony, interfering.

Daisy turned to glare at him. What the fuck? This isn't his fucking business, she thought. "We have the same books. There's no reason to get my own."

"But wouldn't it be better to study with your own books?" he carried on.

Daisy's jaw tightened. How would he know about good study habits? She thought. "We've done this before and we have received good grades on our exams."

Jason winced at the tone that Daisy was taking with Tony. He silently prayed she didn't go too far. Tony, however, was loving it. The more Daisy argued with him, the prettier she looked in his eyes. "I just wanted to help," he laughed.

Daisy huffed. "You've helped enough," she said before moving him out of the way heading towards her car.

"I like her," said Tony as Daisy drove away. "She's got spunk. I like spunk," he said stepping inside Jason's house with Ernie and Manny without being invited in. Jason stood nervously as they sat on his sofas. "What? You're not going to offer us a drink or something?"

Jason nodded and went into the kitchen, grabbing a couple of glasses and pouring vodka in them. His wife stared at him frightened, but he only gave her a serious look before stepping back into the living room.

When he came went back, they were staring at the family picture. "Only daughter, huh?" asked Tony. Jason nodded and hand each a glass. "Thanks, Jason," he said. "Oh and you can put the gun and knife on the table. You won't need them." Jason felt sweat spread across his forehead. "Take a sip of your drink, Jason. Looks like you're going to need it." Jason quickly gulped the liquor down, wincing at the end. "When you first worked for me, I told you that I don't want to be fucked with. You know I almost went to jail because they suspected that I was in charge of the drug being carried in your plane? Good thing I have my lawyer. I'm so nice that I got rid of Leo's and your charges too."

Jason let out a breath. "Thank you," he said.

"Don't fucking thank me. You still owe me," he said loudly.

"Of course! What do you want? I'll give you anything, Tony," he said.

Tony smiled. "Now we're getting somewhere. Your daughter is beautiful, Jason," he said, looking at her Sweet Sixteen's pictures.

"What do you want with her?" asked Jason fearfully. "She has nothing to do with this."

"And yet she does. I wonder what she would think at the kind of work you really do," he said, almost growling.

"Please, not her, Tony. She is the most innocent thing I have," he begged.

"That's why I like her. She can be better than any Colombian pure cocaine, and I hate Colombians," he laughed.

Jason looked at him as if he were crazy. "You want to marry her?"

Tony laughed again. "Let's not get that far now. We'll see."

Jason shook his head. "I can't promise you this."

"Why not? You said you would give me anything and she is what I want," he said firmly. Jason started to speak, but Tony interrupted him. "If you're worried about her life suffering by my side, don't. I assure you I will take care of her if we do get 'married'. And may I remind you that if you fucking betray me again, everyone including Daisy will suffer at your cost."

"No, don't hurt her," he said. He sighed running his hand through his head, thinking quickly. "Alright, I'll talk to her," he said. "I'll talk to her." Meanwhile, Monica cried silently in the kitchen as he overheard the conversation between her husband and Tony. There was something that meant more than all the money and drugs: it was their daughter.

Daisy sat quietly as she gently stroked the petals for the flower in her hand. It was a red rose. She was waiting for Oliver so they can go to dinner.

"Maybe if that lonely red rose was put together with this lonely white rose, they can be lonely together," said someone behind her. Daisy smiled and turned, seeing Oliver behind her. She got up and ran into his arms.

"I missed you," she said.

"I know, babe, but I had to study for that Bio-Chem exam," he said. Oliver lifted her head up gently and leaned down to kiss her. Daisy grinned and stood on her toes as their lips met. Daisy sighed against the kiss, loving how his soft lips felt against hers. She traced her tongue across his lips, wanting to taste him further. He gladly accepted as he cupped her face deepening the kiss. She moaned silently as their tongues danced with each other and their bodies were pressed close together. Oliver suddenly pulled back, letting them breathe.

"Why did you stop," she said breathless.

Oliver smiled. "Well, one, we were running out of air and two, we don't want to get this out of hand." Daisy sighed. She had told Oliver that she wanted to wait for marriage until she lost her virginity and he respected that. However, sometimes she'll get out of hand and he'll stop her before they go any further. "Soon, baby. I'll talk to you dad and we'll get all this fixed. I promise you that you'll be my wife by the end of the year," he said, caressing her face.

"Promise?" she whispered.

Oliver smiled. "Promise."

Daisy was quiet amazed at the place where Oliver took her. It was called the Babylon. He said it was a new club that a lot of people came and liked. Most of them looked like they were high on drugs, to her disgust.

"Maybe we should go somewhere else, Oliver," she yelled in his ear thought the loud music.

Oliver looked around and noticed what she was talking about. "Just ignore them, babe. We'll have more fun than them."

Daisy smiled and let him drag her to the dance floor. She laughed as they started to dance. She would feel Oliver's breath and lips on her skin making her giggle. Daisy waved her hips as she danced. Oliver of course loved the way her behind looked as he stared on. He loved her and she loved him, but if only her parents weren't so picky with her boyfriends, they would already be married.

Daisy smiled as she looked up. Her smile fell from her face when she stared at the man that came to her house earlier. She froze in place as he continued to stare back at her. "Daisy, what's wrong?"

She snapped from her shock and looked at Oliver. "N-Nothing," she stuttered. "I'm probably not feeling well. We should leave, please," she said.

Oliver stroked her hair. "Yes, of course. We'll go buy dinner."

"N-No, take me back to my car. I want to go home. I'm not hungry," she said, looking back to see Tony still staring at her, but what scared her more was the expression on his face as he glared at Oliver.

"Alright, stop shaking. You're scaring me," he said. Daisy only nodded. As they exit, she could feel a set of eyes on her, but she wouldn't dare to look back. She could almost feel her and Oliver's life being threatened. She swore she would never go back there unless she was dragged back.

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