Page 14 of Unruly Protector
“Donya Rosellinno,” I reply.
He gives me a nod and stalks away.
“What’s going to happen?”I ask and keep my eyes locked on Clemente, who looks utterly calm.
“Watch your man work,” Leandro says from my left.“There’s very little he can’t fix.”
“Such as?”I mutter.
“Bring people back from the dead,” Leandro deadpans, making me shake my head.
Clemente shoves his phone back into his sweatpants and stalks our way.He holds out his hand and Arturo places my phone in Clemente’s hand.
His eyes are locked with mine when he tells Donya, “Pack your bags, your ass will be on a plane within the next two hours.”
He doesn’t say anything else but hangs up and hands me back my phone.I’m completely stunned by all of it.
“I need a shower.Be in my office in fifteen minutes for our meeting,” he snaps at his guys and stalks away.
“What just happened?”I whisper, mainly to myself.
“Arturo here just fed his redhead addiction.He’s going to marry your friend, cousin, whatever.Happy now?”Leandro snickers.
Without thinking twice, I throw my arms around Arturo and give him a hug.
“What the fuck?”a lethal voice bellows from behind us.
I step away to face a furious Clemente.“You two, assholes.My office.Now.”
His two guys don’t even flinch but head into his office without one word.His anger is crackling through the air and I have no idea why.Unless.Ugh.Possessive asshole.
“I was thanking him,” I huff, raising both my arms up and away from my body to add the whole “What the hell is your problem,” statement I’m making.
“You should be thanking me,” he snaps back.
A growl of frustration rumbles through my throat before I grumble, “You weren’t here.”
He takes a step closer.“So, if I’m not around you launch yourself at any available man’s arms?”
“Oh, for crying out loud,” I mutter and rub my temples.“I didn’t think it was a huge issue if I hugged your friend, your freaking underboss, who is loyal to you.It didn’t mean anything.A spur of the moment thing because I was feeling emotional about my cousin not having to kill herself, because that’s what she was about to do before you jumped in and helped.”
His eyes go thoughtful for a moment, but then the angry glare is back full force.Remember, you’re the lovely trained future wife of the head of the Famiglia, I mentally reprimand myself.
Taking a deep breath, I swallow my pride and try to put sincerity into my voice.Though, it’s not hard to do since he did help to save Donya and bring her here, and for that I am grateful.
“I’m sorry.For both my outburst and not respecting your boundaries.It won’t happen again.And I would also like to thank you for saving my cousin.”
“I didn’t do it for you,” he says and suddenly looks bored.“I did it for Arturo.He’s been fucking all the whores with red hair these last few months and even has a few that dye their hair to be noticed by him.It’s been messing with a lot of things.So, having a wife will allow him to have an easy fuck at home and let the whores focus on making money.Not to mention the fact that he can be here when I need him within five damn minutes instead of half an hour.He lives in the mansion next to mine but the fucker is always at the whorehouse.That will end now, I’ll make sure.”
I should have known.Ruthless mafia men.It’s the whole “Pick your poison,” deal in this world because there is no better option.
“Asshole,” I mutter underneath my breath.
His left eyebrow raises.“What was that?”
Swallow your pride, lovely trained wife to be, I mentally chant again.
“I could have sworn I heard you calling me an asshole while I just arranged for you to have a little friend to keep you company when I have to deal with business.”The snap in his voice with the whole “I deal with business,” is another sneer at me that I should mind my own business.
