The Lawyer Vs The Mafia (Mafia Series #2)

Cowboy?

Emersons pov

I have come to realize that Vidalgo is a cartel leader. Ivan- that sick bastard is his cousin.

If I didn't know any better I would think he was a good guy from the way he has treated me and protected me from Ivan.

He feeds me and keeps me company. He has also begun bringing me books to read.

He said that Ivan should be gone for three days starting tomorrow and that if I'd like he would show me around his farm/mansion.

He told me that he was not wise to the way Ivan treated me and who I was to him. He said that Ivan claimed that I was stolen from him by Kieran Russo.

My husband.
I remember now that the drugs have been out of my system.

I tried to tell him that it wasn't true, but again he isn't a good person and now his reasons for keeping me around are different.

He wants me to become a pawn in getting that sick bitch Fran back in his hands.

He also said that he wants to finally take over the Russo empire once and for all. He said he has been patiently waiting for this moment for years.

He doesn't care what Ivan has in store for me, but he said that as long as I was under his roof no harm would come to me. I hope he keeps his word for the time being before I can get out of here.

He is clearly older... in his late thirties, early forty's maybe. He is well built and always wears a black cowboy hat and boots.

The man has a farm style with class. But when I look into his eyes sometimes I see pain in them. Deep pain he cannot hide.

I never question him, too afraid he will decide to drug me or hand me over to Ivan's open arms.

I can't let that happen.

I sit alone in my assigned room thinking about what Kieran is doing now.

Is he looking for me?
Did he even care?
What the hell was taking him so long?

I need him.

I don't feel safe here, who would? A pretty room and some books don't make being held against my will any better.

I want my husband. I need to go.

The door swung open as Vidalgo walked into my room, a new book in hand as well as a tray of snacks.

He sat down as I scooted to the head bored of the bed. I watched as he gave me a smile then sat on the edge of the bed.

"Hello mija, I did not arrive empty handed." He smiled beginning to pull out snacks from the tray.

He got an assortment of different types of snacks.

Things I have not laid eyes on since I was a child. I didn't speak, just nodded my head in a silent thanks.

"Will you not be speaking to me yet?" I left him waiting for a response... not feeling like talking, I don't want him to believe he can form some sort of trust between us.

I do not, and will not trust him.

Ever.

He wants to take Kieran's empire.

"Okay, I understand."

"I will come back with your dinner later." He said before he patted my shoulder and left.

I know the door is kept locked from both sides so No one can come inside but him.

I watched for a few seconds after the door shut.