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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
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
Her protector indebted to the mafia boss Temper’s pov
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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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?”
