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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
I stood in front of the mirror and admired my hot body. I knew how crazy my body drove men but there was only one man I wanted to be crazy about, my bodyguard Mark. I didn’t know at what point I’d gone and fallen in love with him, it had happened slowly, over an extended period of time. I guess it had always been inevitable. I spent more time and saw him more than any other man.Falling for him wasn’t the problem though. The problem was that he had zero interest in me. I don’t think the man even saw me as anything more than the child he had been tasked to guard.Which was a problem when all I could think about when I looked at him was his hands all over my body. Mark was just too upright for his own good. If it were any other man, I’d be the one fending off their advances. Why did I get myself fallen for the most stubborn, unattainable man on the planet?I had tried everything I could to get him to see me as a woman. Seducing him hadn’t worked, and the one time I had purposely f
Her protector indebted to the mafia boss Stefano’s pov
I smiled darkly when I saw her bodyguard drive her out of her father's mansion to the club as usual. I imagined how boring it would be to be her bodyguard. All she ever did was to go clubbing , shopping and to brunch with friends.I'd been following Tiffany for close to a week now, and not even the bodyguard was aware, I couldn’t blame him though. I had years of training in this.I followed the car carefully and patiently, making sure to keep a bit of a distance to avoid being noticed. Today was the final day the boss had given me to get the girl. I didn’t know what he wanted and I honestly didn’t care. This was a job to me, nothing more.The Don’s orders were to kidnap her and keep her locked up in one of the Mafia safe houses till he gave me further instructions.I pulled my car over a short distance away when I saw that they had stopped. I watched from across the club parking lot as the bodyguard stepped out and opened her door for her, she stepped out after a while. I cou
Her protector indebted to the mafia boss Tiffany’s pov
I liked to think that I'd have remembered everything Mark taught me on what to do in case of an emergency if I hadn't been out cold.It took me exactly one minute after I woke up to realize that I wasn't in my oversized four poster bed in my penthouse apartment.The bed I woke up in was a full size bed. I'd last slept on a bed this small in my college days. The mattress was also way too firm to make for a good sleep. I sat up in a rush and regretted it instantly.My head hurt like a bitch and my vision went spotty for a bit. I groaned.What !. What ! Someone had drugged me and dumped me here. The question was why?The last thing I remembered was feeling like a damn fool about being rejected by Mark and running off to lick my wounds in private.After that, everything else was a blur. I was supposed to be worried about myself, who knew what the sick psycho who had abducted me wanted? And yet the only thing I could think about was how worried Mark was going to be. I bit off a curse. I
Her protector indebted to the mafia boss Mark’s pov
What!There were very few things that could still surprise me. It came with the job for the most part. I had rigorous training in anticipating the worst. Always. Tiffany being taken from me was the first surprise I had had in a long time.The second came the very next day when Charlie Temper summoned me to his home office. Charlie’s home was the most unassuming, humble place you would think a billionaire, ex king of wall street, now aspiring senator would live. It was bullshit of course. It was all a carefully crafted image to draw in supporters for his campaign. It was also secure as hell. 24/7 armed security, bullet proof windows and doors and the whole works. It was overkill to me and I thought that Temper was one paranoid son of a bitch.I walked into Temper’s office ready to give him my whole spiel about how I was going to get Tiffany back and make whoever took her pay.The door had barely clicked shut behind me when Temper whirled around from where he was standing at the win
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Mark is my daughter's preferred bodyguard, but I do not trust him. Considering his demeanor and his reaction when I suggested that he takes a break off Tiffany case, I do not think he was convinced. In any case, though, why should I worry about Mark? He was dismissed from the military and I saved him, by offering him a job has my daughter's bodyguard—a six-figure salary. Not a single time have I withheld or delayed his paycheck. I always treat him on a shopping trip because he does such a wonderful job of keeping my daughter safe. What on earth is he looking for this time? If he ever wants to live, he needs to give up on my daughter's case; if not, I will find his mother and have her taken. I am a politician; he should know better than to mess with me. Or should I call on someone to trail him? Yes! I am going to do just that. I need to be specific about what Mark is working on to enable me to mount my guard. Grabbing my phone, I tried to contact Mark, but for the first time since
Her protector indebted to the mafia boss Mark’s pov
"Fucking Italian”? I slurred. I was baffled as to why he was following me. Last time I checked, nobody knows my identity in this city. Not even getting a job done as an ex militant , Have been very careful.I keep trying to figure out who the Italian guy was and why he was on my trail but I was clueless . I closed up my track properly after the escapade at the military base. At this point, I could think of only one prime suspect: Temper. I have worked with him for over 15 years now ,and I could tell how cunning he is. He noticed how I rumbled my eyes after he asked me to allow Tiffany case be. He did not send me on this long vacation for nothing. According to my understanding, he may have done so to keep me from finding Tiffany. I drove slowly to see if the car would do the same, and it did. When I stopped driving, the car stopped as well. I was completely dazed. I needed no one to elucidate further. “Hey mate, you there?” Rex holla at me over the phone. I was unable to speak fur
Her protector indebted to the mafia boss Tiffany’s pov
It's baffling how no one has come to my rescue yet, not even Mark, whom I considered my guardian angel. But somehow, I got this feeling that he would show up eventually. I have faith in Mark more than I do in my Father. It's the smallest place I have ever seen. I only see places like this in the documentary Or movies.Aside from the fact that the room was a little Dark with an old couch. it seems difficult for me to Escape. I only remember waking up with a headache not even a trace of how I got here. How do I then plan my escape if no one comes for me ,I thought to myself .A little door by the side of the wardrobe was the rest room and it also had some dreadful skull drawings and weird inscriptions on the wall written in Italian. I wasn't sure what those words meant, but I could tell they meant trouble. It's a good thing I couldn't read Italian, though. I mean, knowing what the words meant could sum up my sufferings.I thought I had seen it all when I leaned forward and caught a
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