Salvador
It's around one in the morning. Mona fell asleep in my arms a long time ago and I slept for a while too. I'm awake now, insomnia. I'm surprised I slept for as long as I did. It was probably because of Mona. She is so fucking sexy. My heart almost shattered when I saw her on the floor this morning. I just wanted to fix it. But not even the level of power that I have can do that.
I initially came in to give her a piece of my mind. To maybe even kill her. But looking back, I would've probably just asked her out for dinner. I guess in a strange way I'm glad I found her vulnerable. Because I really don't want to kill this woman.
It irritates me how much I want her though. Wanting a woman this much was not the plan. It can't ever be the plan for a man like me. I've never treated a woman, or anyone for that matter, with this much respect and patience. It feels weak, it's feels wrong.
But, fuck, there's just something about her. She's unforgettable. And sexy. All I've ever seen her wear is that basic, blue, nurse uniform, and i still can't help but think about what's underneath. No other woman I've met could pull that shit off.
I look down at her face, she's now lying down on my lap, spread across the bed. As I sit.
She's not sleeping well. Every now and again her face scrunches in pain. I keep having to refill her hot water bottle every hour, and I'd say that it's irritating me, but I'm more than happy to, for her.
Her face is dangerously close to my dick. I try my hardest not to think about it. This is really not the time for a fucking boner.
Instead I rest my head on the wall behind me, and close my eyes. Trying hard to fall asleep. Mona's presence always seems to calm me down. She has this ability, this warmth about her. I don't know if it's because she's a nurse, but when I'm with her, I feel warm.
***
I wake up, lying down on the hospital bed. I actually slept properly without the use of those stupid painkillers for once.
Mona's on the other side of the room, helping one of my men with a face injury. I turn to my side and watch through sleepy eyes.
I know I shouldn't feel jealous right now. But I am. Shit. She's just a good nurse Salvador. This is her fucking job. Don't get jealous.
I see the man's hand gravitate towards her ass and grab it. What the fuck. She pushes his hand away in annoyance and he goes in for a second time. He's a dead man.
I sit up abruptly. "What the fuck." I say, standing up. I reach for the gun that sits beside me. I walk towards him slowly. "I'm sorry Senhor." This fucking asshole.
I turn the safety off. I lift him up by the neck against the wall, holding the gun up the side of the man's head. Ready to pull the trigger.
"Salvador." I hear Mona's soft voice call from behind. My eyes widen, she's never called me by first name. I look back at her with a scowl. She shakes her head. And with that I let the man go. He looks between me and Mona and then sprints out. I don't take my eyes off of Mona.
"Mona," I say, softly yet angrily "how many men do that shit to you?" I ask her. The silence says it all. I clench my jaw in anger. She looks at me sorrowfully and it breaks my heart. How dare they touch her like that?
I'm furious. Blinded by my anger, I glare at her spitefully and leave. I am going to find and kill that man.
***
After washing the blood off of my hands and changing my suit, I go down to see Mona. If I ask her out now, she's not going to say yes. I may have just ruined my chances. But i don't regret killing that fucker. Not one bit. These men need to know that touching Mona, or any woman like that, against her will, is seriously fucked up.
When I enter her room, Thiago is sitting on the bed flicking through his phone, eating brownies out of a container and Mona is nowhere to be seen. Thiago spots me at the doorway and he instantly smiles and jumps off of the bed. "She went home lover-boy," he says walking towards me. What the fuck did he just call me?
"You want her address?" He asks me cheekily, implying that he's been there before. He sneaks out behind me, running down the hall, laughing proudly. I smirk, what an idiot.
I feel my phone buzz, maybe it's Mona. I open it to see that it's just from Thiago. Her address. A large smile forms across my face. I fucking love him.
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Salvador
RomanceSalvador Estaban, feared, dangerous Brazilian cartel leader, surprises himself when he falls for the nurse that caters to his and his men's injuries, Mona Capriotti. Little does he know, she's so much more than just the nurse...