Her father gauged the dragon, eyes dark and face thoughtful. "You will need to watch your back with that one," he whispered just low enough that she would hear. Her eyes turned to search her father's face before she turned and followed him out of Marcus' room.'<br/><br/>"You think I can't teach that scaly ass his place?" She huffed out the words, anger still silently flaring in her veins.<br/><br/>"I think he wants the top of this company, and you are in his way. He will learn." His voice trailed just in front of her as she followed.<br/><br/>"Should I call the head of the company and warn him of this?" She asked as if she was doubtful he would share the information. "Fate being such a fickle bitch?"<br/><br/>Her father glanced behind him, eyes amused. "He already knows. It is more my daughter's fate in this that has me concerned. You claimed the dragon, and I fear he would like to reciprocate."<br/><br/>Their conversation took them both to her door, and she offered him in. Her father was one of the few males around that she had any respect for. Controlled, strong, and wise he wasn't part of the company, more of a specialist called in. He was here for the human recruit, and would stay until he felt his job was done.<br/><br/>It was a long day for Vivian, playing proper daughter to her father between his business and leisure time. She missed him though, for not many men lived up to her father's image in her eyes.