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-Twenty Two-

{Jackson}

"I'm telling you mother fuckers right now your only job is to protect her. If I catch any of you talking to her without my permission so help me God.." I blared over my group of men trained for security.

Thursday rolled around, and everything had already been set in place. My jet and flight crew were waiting for us all at the airport, chauffeurs out front ready to transfer everybody, and everyone's bags were packed. The only person we were waiting on is my princess herself, who said she'd be here shortly.

I never played around when it came to my partner(s), especially now with Natasha. I could only see red the last time I brought her to the estate because everyone couldn't get enough of her.

So I made sure I made the message loud and clear before we even set foot outside.

"She's here sir," a guard stepped in to inform.

"Alright, let's go everyone," I dismissed the following crew set to leave. We all filed out of the living room and to the suvs waiting outside, a few being designated just for luggage.

Natasha's spotless G wagon immediately got taken off of her hands as instructed. One of the boys retrieved her Louis luggage from the trunk before a driver took the car to my personal garage.

"Hello beautiful," I smiled down at her, pulling her petite frame into my body.

"Hi handsome," Natasha's heavenly voice giggled.

"Thank you. Your boys are well trained," she complimented the fact that I had her taken care of as soon as she got here.

"Of course. Is there anything you need before we go?"

Pierce was already in our car with the door open yelling to us obnoxiously.

"Dude can we leave already?!" He whined not too far away.

"Can you shut the fuck up?" I asked back.

He flicked me off childishly before slamming the door shut.

"No. I won't hold you guys up any longer."

"You're not, Pierce is just a fucking crybaby. I might run back in the house just to piss him off," I rolled my eyes as we began walking hand in hand down the cobblestone pathway.

"You guys are so funny," she giggled.

"He's annoying," I shook my head but couldn't help and smile at her contagious laughter.

I opened the door for Natasha to get in. In the middle row of the suv sat Pierce, Natasha, then me. Along with two of my biggest men in the front, and three other guys apart of my team in the back.

I already advised for them to not touch a single door for her when I'm around.

My father, someone I rarely hear from, is a piece of shit- but he is also the wisest and smartest man I know, and certainly knows how to get and maintain a woman. He just chooses not to.

One of his many pieces of advice though is to never let your woman open her own door in your presence. In his book chivalry is never dead because it will never be dead in a woman's.

Details have always been his thing. He says there's details in every aspect of life, you just have to pay attention to them.

"Wow it's.. 'cozy' in here," Natasha tried for the appropriate word as I slid in, locking her between Pierce and I.

"Sorry, I had to leave all of my personal cars to get their biweekly detail," I apologized.

I would have loved to have driven Natasha and I separately , but I guess the less vehicles the more time saved.

"It's alright.. hello Pierce," she greeted him politely since he was the only other person she knew besides me.

I don't mind Natasha speaking to Pierce because I already know she isn't too fond of him. I also know Pierce is dumb, but has enough common sense to know better.

"Hello Natasha," he greeted back, but faced the window when he spoke and his voice flat as an opened soda.

Since my arm was stretched out behind the seats head rest, I took the opportunity and flicked his head harshly.

The action went unnoticed by Natasha who sat curled towards me, until Pierce's over dramatic ass jumped and grabbed her attention.

It was his warning that he didn't have to like her, but sure as hell would respect her.

He's still iffy about her since he knows she worked at the club, and even less willing to like her after being rejected.

"How are you today, Natasha?" Pierce asked, voice sounding much better now.

She glanced at me slightly shocked but answered normally.

"I'm great how about you?" Her sweet voice asked.

I noticed some of the boys in the back seat biting back a laugh. We had an hour until we'd be to the airport, and several more before we made it to Italy.

"Just peachy," he flashed a small smile before turning back towards the window, where I watched his face twist into anger towards the glass.

Natasha gave me a 'that was weird' glance before paying attention to a game on her phone.

I turned toward the window and sighed heavily as I tried to mentally embrace myself for the lengthy journey ahead.

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