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It's been 4 horrific hours with Temper, and he still won't let go. It's the worst hours of my life I can't get back. Here I was believing his numerous guests would distract him and overturn his decision, sadly it didn't.A thousand times I pleaded with him, but not for once did he listened. His attitude wasn't stunning to me. I mean, I knew he was a jerk, but It never occurred to me that he would forcefully include me in this case. Temper and I haven't crossed each other's paths in the past or had any altercation that would make him want to lead me to my destruction. I'm pretty sure I'll be apprehended by the cops even before I get to find Mark.After seeing his last guest at the exit door, Temper rushed back to me and opened his drawer to bring out the pistol gun.“Damn you,” I muttered succinctly and groaned in silence. I grinned my teeth angrily, but I couldn't do anything stupid to him. Temper is heavily guarded. It might take a miracle for me to get past his security.“Take t
Her protector indebted to the mafia boss Dave pov
Damn fool! I should have known Temper was fucking pulling my legs when he promised to text Mark's address.Oh, no. I was a fool for trusting someone like him. If he could betray his political acquaintances, who then am I?I glanced at my phone repeatedly, hoping to see a notification of the address, but unfortunately, I found nothing.Now I'm stuck between the devil and the deep blue sea. A part of me wants me wants to escape, while another voice propelled me to stay optimistic.The thought of Temper wiping my family away from the surface of the earth reversed my decision.I won't forgive myself if anything bad happens to them due to my negligence.I reached out to Temper over the phone, but he wasn't responding. A thousand times I called him, but he ignored my calls, How will I accomplish this without the aid of the address? This must be the most difficult moment of my life where I get to rack my head for a lasting solution.I gestured to an isolated area to cool off and elude the sc
Her protector indebted to the mafia boss Mark pov
Mark's POVEw! I reek of sweat. I haven't changed my outfit since Temper granted me that ridiculous holiday to perfect his mischievous act.I needed to visit my flat and change my outfit to something different. I was without my sophisticated weapons and I haven't had my bath, either. So much I need to do at home.“I need to go home now,” I told Joe and waited for his response. Of course, he declined with an immediate response.“You crazy? Why would you wanna do that? You just survived an assassination attempt and you still wanna make this move? Does it occur to you that Temper might have sent someone to your flat? Oh, you thought he'd let you walk away freely? Think, man,” Joe tossed the words and made them sink right Inside my head. I thought about what he said and realized it made sense. But temper knows too well , that I never fear anything even in death.I wasn't satisfied with his opinion. Aside from having a good bath and fetching my weapons, I still needed to tidy up a little
Her protector indebted to the mafia boss Mark pov
Why would Temper send someone unqualified like Dave to come assassinate me? That's a slap to my face. I'm so disappointed in him. He should have done better. Last I checked, Dave can't even hurt a fly. To worsen the situation, he gave Dave a gun that had just one bullet. What the fuck was he thinking? It'll take more than just a bullet to eliminate me.“Found him yet?” Joe asked me. Dave seemed so fast. He was completely out of sight. How he managed to escape from us still baffles me. I guess he was a good runner back in his prime.“Told you coming here wasn't a good idea, but you wouldn't listen. So what are we gonna do now?” Joe freaked out. He found the perfect excuse to blame me for what happened. I should have listened to Joe when he warned me about visiting my flat. He was damn right. Temper obviously has been the on the hunt for me. But to think of non professional for such a job was just ridiculous.We can't even tell if Dave has got another Gun. From the way he missed the
Her protector indebted to the mafia boss Stefano’s pov
I watched her curl in shock, she must really think she’s something huh, she knows $50 million is peanut to her father, you’d think he’d pay up sooner. “Why?Why? Why are you doing this to me,” Tears begin to drop from her eyes. I hate it. In this moment she looks so vulnerable and broken, not the spoilt princess she was few seconds ago. I feel my heart soften, dammit! Why did she have to cry now, what was I even thinking, telling her about the ransom, what was I expecting. “I want to go home,” she sniffed, her green eyes piercing at me like dagger. “You only leave when I tell you to princess, meanwhile if you want to stay alive, I suggest you eat something” I told her “No” she said softly at first, then “no!” She screamed “you are not my father, you can’t tell me what to do, to hell with you and your goddamn food” she spat and kicked the plate with her leg, the content pouring everywhere. And just like that, the spoilt, overbearing princess was back, like a snap of a finger.
Her protector indebted to the mafia boss Mark’s pov
What?” I’m stunned.“Why would you tell him that?” I demanded. Racking my brain to come up with a plausible reason why he would lie.I had done everything in my power to avoid Tiffany and her advances. I can’t even begin to count the numerous times she’s tormented me, how long it takes me to calm my hard on down. And the cruel part was, she knew the effect she had on me, and did everything in her Will power to make sure it’s not easy for me.So what exactly did Dave see that made him to believe I am having an affair with Tiffany.He swallowed hard “I’m- I’m sorry” he stammered “ I don’t know what came over me.” He begged like a child, tears pouring down his eyes.It irritated me to see a grown man cry like a child, dude man up please.“Why did you lie?” Joe thunderedI watched Dave shiver from shock “I wanted to win Temper’s favour, but I know now, it was stupid of me”I wondered if he saw Tiffany try to kiss me that night at the club.“Have you been following us?” I ask instantly “Wh
Her protector indebted to the mafia boss Tiffany’s pov
My face is an inch away from him, the proximity sending shivers down my spine, I could kiss him if I wanted to.I know he’s aching for it, liking every bit of this.I can see it in he’s eyes, the way he’s battling in his head to pull away, betraying his inner struggle,the conflict between yielding to his desire and resisting the temptation but he didn't .he’s frozen in place, transfixed by my gaze. The air is thick with tension, and I can sense his surrender.Men.Men will always be men. Just moments ago, he was trying to assert his dominance, to prove to me, that he was in total control here. But now, this very second, he’s putty in my hands, if I were to ask him to jump, he’d ask how high.He’s body betrays his arousal, He’s already so hard, and I’ve barely done anything to him.I can feel his warm breath on my skin, his eyes are locked in mine, filled with a hunger I know he can’t contain. I’m playing a dangerous game, but I can’t resist the thrill of having him at my mercy.I won
Her protector indebted to the mafia boss Dave’s pov
It took my few seconds to realize I’m still breathing.Another second to realize that no sound came out after the trigger was pulled.And another second to realize that Mark knew all along, he wasn’t going to kill me, he just wanted to scare me.And it worked, I swear to God it did.I heave a sigh of relief, exhaling a breath I didn’t even know I was holding.“I don’t plan on killing you,” Mark said at least “not yet.” He added “I need you to do something for me. do you think you can do that?”Why would he even ask me that, I’d do anything not to get killed.“Yes” I respond firmly.“Good, I need you to watch Temper, follow him, keep an eye on him, whatever you need to do to get me info on who’s holding Tiffany captive and why, understood?”What? I can’t do that, I can’t show my face to Temper ever again. If Mark didn’t kill me, Temper will, definitely. So how the hell I’m I supposed to do what he’s asking without getting close to Temper.Oh God! What sort of mess have I gotten myself
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Her protector indebted to the mafia boss Mark’s pov
Tiffany turns to me, her face hurt and confused. "Was that what this whole tantrum you've been throwing was about?" she asks, her voice trembling.I feel a surge of shame and guilt, knowing I've hurt her. I try to speak, but she cuts me off, turning to Stefano."And you," she says, her voice cold and venomous. "You're just as bad. Using me as a pawn in your twisted game of cat and mouse. I'm not a prize to be won, Stefano. I'm a person."Stefano looks down, guilt all over his face. "Tiff—" I try to speak, but she cuts me off."No, I've already dealt enough with my father's manipulation. I'm so over this," she says, her voice firm and hurt. She turns and walks out of the room, leaving me feeling like I've really messed up.I realize now that I should have kept my emotions in check. But why would she get involved with her captor in the first place? Is she that naive?"That wasn't a nice thing to say," Rex says to Stefano, his voice disapproving. Stefano looks genuinely remorseful.Mark
Her protector indebted to the mafia boss Tiffany’s pov
My eyes narrow at Mark. What the hell is wrong with him and why the fuck is he acting so selfish. He just shot a man, and he isn’t even concerned one bit. I get, he has every right to be cold towards Stefano. But right now, he’s acting really insensitive.“You have no idea what you’re talking about,” I whisper, taking a step closer to him, my fist clenched. “ you don’t know what he’s been through.”Mark snorts, rolling his eyes. “oh, spare me the drama Tiffany. I do not fucking care. What the fuck is wrong with you? He fucking kidnapped you Tiffany, and now what - I’m the bad guy, cut the crap. I just wasted my time. Let’s get out of here Rex, I’m fucking done with this bullshit.”“Will you chill Mark, you fucking shot someone.” Rex says, trying to calm him down.Mark shrugs “Yea so what, he fucking deserves it, I’m not sorry, look, I’m leaving.” Mark says and start moving towards the door.I’m shocked by marks behavior, What the hell is going on with him, he’s usually not like this.
Her protector indebted to the mafia boss Stefano’s pov
I burst through the door, my heart racing with a mix of fear and adrenaline. I see Mark, Tiffany’s bodyguard, gun raised, and Tiffany’s desperate attempt to stop him. I try to dodge, But it’s too late. The bullet hits my arm with a searing pain, and I feel my self flying backwards, crashing to the floor.My other hand instinctively grabs my wounded arm, I look up, I see Tiffany’s horrified face above me. “Stefano, no, oh God no!” She screams, tears streaming down her face.Despite the agony, I manage to croak out a reassurance “I’m fine,” I lie trying to calm her down. But I know I am far from fine. The pain is intense, and I can feel blood seeping through my fingers. I glance at Mark, who looks like he’s in shock, and wonder if he meant to shoot me.“What the fuck Mark,” Tiffany says angrily ruining to my side.Mark looks distorted, his eyes darting back and forth between me and the other man whose gun is still pointed at me.“put the fucking gun down and help him, Tiffany pleads, he
Her protector indebted to the mafia boss Mark’s pov
“The fuck!” Tiffany exclaims as I and Rex burst the cabin door open “mark?!” She looks like she’s seen a ghost, her eyes wide open with shock and fear.The state I meet her in is not what I expected. She’s wearing old sweatpants and a worn out shirt. Her hair is damp, obviously from a shower. And she’s lost a lot of weight obviously, her cheeks sunken and her eyes prominent. But that’s not it either, she almost look… contented. A sense of calmness radiates from her, like she’s found a sense of peace in this isolated cabin.I scan the room for signs of her captive, while Rex makes a sweep the cabin, his gun drawn. But there’s no one else here. Just Tiffany, alone, looking almost … happy. The realization throws me off guard.“Tiffany?” I say but it comes out croaked“Mark?” She repeats again. Her face switching to relief as she comes forward and hugs me, throwing me off guard again.“Ohmygod we literally spoke about you this morning. Stefano was on his way to come find you. Oh my god. S
Her protector indebted to the mafia boss Tiffany’s pov
“Promise to be careful,” I say to Stefano as he sets to head back to the city.He nods, “I hate leaving you here alone” he whispers leaning into my neck and placing soft kisses. “You’ll be fine till I come back for you?” He says looking into my eyes, his gaze searching mine.My heart literally melts at his concern, I nod, “I’ll be.”“And you’ll wait, till I’m back.” He presses on, a hint of a smile playing in his lipsThat makes me chuckle. “Of course, where could I possible go. We’re in this together right?”“Right.” He replies, his voice low and gentle, he tilts my face up and presses his lips to mine.I kiss him back, savoring the moment, tasting him. I love the softness of his lips, I love how he always seems to taste of peppermint. We had spent last night cuddling, kissing and talking way into the night. I intend using the time he’s away to have a proper rest. And I’m worried about him, he didn’t sleep last night either, and if I think about it, I don’t think he’s ever had a prop
Her protector indebted to the mafia boss Mark’s pov
“You know what, you don’t need to answer that,” Sarah said, I heave a sigh of relief, I doubt I would have told her anyways. “Can I use the restroom?” She asked in the calmest tone you’d least expect from someone who has just been informed about the death of her husband.“Yea sure,” I and Rex reply in unisonShe gets up, “I’ll be quick mom,” she said to her mom, gives Chloe a quick peck before leaving for the bathroom“Do you think she’s—" Rex is asking when I cut in “do you think she’s going to be okay?” Thinking again, I add “of course not, that was a dumb question.”“She’s not okay now, but she’ll be. My daughter isn’t one to show emotions. She just needs time to take it in that’s all.” Her mum says “Thank you so much for your help?—"“Mark,” I respond.“Mark,” she repeats, her eyes welling up with tears “thank you.”I nod, feeling a sense of helplessness as I exchange eye contact with Rex and Joe. I want to do more to comfort her, but I know I’ve done all I can for now.Rex leaves
Her protector indebted to the mafia boss Stefano’s pov
“It’s still not reachable?” I ask Tiffany for the hundredth time frustrated. You’d think that when you need someone urgently they’d be there to help.But no. We’ve been trying to reach Mark for hours now, his line went from ringing to no answer to now, finally unreachable.“What do we do now?” Tiffany ask wearyI sigh. “I don’t know honestly,”“We need to come up with plan B. If Mark’s not picking up then something must be wrong. Mark is always with his phone incase if emergency.” Tiffany response pacing.“ what do you suggest we do? I can’t tackle Don on my own. I’ll need help if I’m going to get us out of this alive”I rub my temples, thinking. We can’t just sit and do nothing, we need to take action. But what?I could take Tiffany with me to a different location, one Don isn’t aware of, but that would create more problems. And what happens if I’m found?, I’ll be shot dead straight away.“Okay,let’s think this through,” I say trying to calm my racing mind “do you perhaps know where
Her protector indebted to the mafia boss Mark’s pov
We arrive at Rex’s apartment, a nondescript building in a quiet neighborhood. I pay the driver and usher Sarah and her mom out the taxi, with little Chloe who was asleep, exhausted. Rex answers the door, a look of relief on his face when he sees us.“Uh thank God you made it,” he says ushering us inside. “We tried calling you severally.”That’s when I feel my pocket and realize I left my phone inside the car. “Fuck!” I exclaim“Mark,” Joe calls out coming from the living room “fuck you got us worried for a minute. We were this close to start looking for you.” He says heavy of a sigh of relief.“It’s fine. I’m fine. Abandoned my phone due to the chase. It was intense. I’m just glad no one got hurt. This is Sarah, Dave’s wife by the way, and her mum,” I turn to introduce them. “Little Chloe is asleep.”“Come in, come in.” Rex says, welcoming us “you’re safe now.”Noticing Sarah’s hesitance I nod, “it’s fine. They’re the good guys.”Sarah nods slightly, still looking uncertain, but she f
Her protector indebted to the mafia boss Tiffany’s pov
I can’t believe how much I’m enjoying myself. The diner is cozy and warm, and the waitress is friendly and welcoming. And Stefano…Stefano is being sweet and protective. I feel like I can trust him.As we wait for our food, I ask him about the plan. I know I can’t stay here forever. I need to go back to life. I don’t know what plans my father has or what Don’s intentions are if my father doesn’t pay up, but I don’t think we need to wait to find out, we need a plan.Stefano leans in close, his eyes locked on mine “we’ll figure something out,” he replied, his voice lie and reassuring. “We’ll get through this together.”I nod, feeling a sense of relief wash over me. I feel like I can count on him. I’m not alone in this anymore and that’s all that matters.When the food arrives i take a bite of the “kitchen sink” and my eyes widened in amazement. It’s incredible! Big enough to feed two people, the flavors and textures all work together perfectly.Stefano laughs at my reaction “that good?”
