Resse- SOLD TO JESSE KLAVER (Mafia AU)

Mark Rutte do be a dilf tho...

All men started shooting at each other, and I, stood in the middle of it all.. i dodged a couple of bullets as they got close.

"NO DONT SHOOT HIM!!!!" Jesse and Mark screamed at the same time.

I pulled out my sword and fought very good. Out of the corner of my eyes i saw that Jesse Klaver was surprised.

Someone I recognised as Thierry Baudet, also known as the whisperer of women, because he understood what women needed, namely a strong man who spoke Latin, saw it too. And shot at Jesse the moment he was distracted.

"WATCH OUT!!" I screamed as i pushed my new boyfriend to the side.

We fell on the ground, me on top of him.  Our noses almost touched as we were very close.

"Oh Rob, you got shot." I heard Wopke say.

I looked down and saw that i had been shot in my side. I hadn't noticed.

"OMG BABE!" The brunet exclaimed scaredly. He sat up. Holding me close.

I shrugged, I knew I could fight more. I looked over his shoulder and saw how Wopke had opened up the briefcase and was throwing the grenades at the rival gang.

"I can fight more. I'm not done yet." I said. I gazed in his dark brown orbs. His eyes were wet from tears, which he wiped away right after.

"No! I'll take you home. Right now!"

Jesse wouldn't take no for an answer, and he picked me up bridal style and walked us to the car. I felt very safe in his arms.

"Shouldn't we wait for the rest?" I asked.

"We can't, we have to give you medical attention." I nodded, even as i disagreed.

We drove home silently. And arrived to the base.

Jesse lay me down on the couch.

"I don't have any medical experience," he whispered quietly in my ear. I felt much safer already.

The brunet bandaged me up and handed me an asperin for the pain. 

I jumped up from the couch. "T-thank you." I stuttered.

He nodded and walked away, and started watering plants.

Then Wopke, Sjoerd and Gert-Jan slammed open the door.  

"JESSE KLAVER, SIR!!!" 

The mafia boss looked angry: "Can't you see I'm busy??!"

"We kidnapped Mark Rutte!" from behind their backs they showed the unconscious prime minister and rival mafia boss.

"How.?" said Jesse seriously.

"We kidnapped him." stated Sjoerd. Jesse nodded.

"Tie him up in the interrogation room." 

The man walked away with Mark Rutte.

"Why did you take him?" I asked

"Just because." Said Wopke.

"Why did he want me?" I wondered.

Wopke shrugged, "Don't know."

I realized that they weren't telling me everything. Just like my mother did.

It was midnight, I snuck out of my bedroom. I needed answers.

Mark Rutte was kept on the other side of the building. I opened the door quietly. The Rival boss was tied to a chair.

"Hey sexy." The man said. His voice was sexy, but older than Jesse.

"What do you want." I stated, i decided not to show how scared i was and put up a though act.

"I just wanted to talk, so you don't have to be scared" The man said. I released a breath i didn't know i was holding as i gazed into his chestnut orbs and did not detect any lies.

"What do you want to talk about?" I tucked a strand of loose hair behind my ear.

"You don't belong with this gang, they're weak-willed, Jesse isn't as strong as us."

"I-I don't know what your talking about.." I stammered.

On that moment the door got kicked in my an out-of-breath Jesse. "Rob my beloved! What are you doing with him?!"

"Ask him about his previous boy toy." Rutte managed before he got punched in the throat.

"Jesse no!" I yelled.

"Silence you filthy car driver ." The curly haired man spat. "We'll talk later."

AN. yeah i dunno, heres the uncalled for love triangle.