Protecting Her

10

Jezzabelle's POV

"You two make such a beautiful couple" The tall model like woman with noticeable botox injections says with a smile as I forced myself to smile back.

I don't even know why these people try so hard to look young if they're way past their expiration date already.

It was hard enough to be engaged to this man child, but having to link arms and act like a couple in public for 4 hours made me want to rip up the entire marriage contract already.

The only nice thing about this whole night was the endless amount of champagne glasses I got while walking around this big ass museum. Who the fuck even came up with the idea of having a bunch of mafia people walking around this thing? That doesn't even make sense.

"Viktor! The brilliant young man next in line. This must be your beautiful fiancé that I've been hearing so much about"

My face was hurting from being forced to smile for the past 2 hours but I managed to do it again since the couple in front of us now looked excited to see us compared to some of the other couples that rudely greeted just Viktor without even a glance towards me.

"The compliments I've been hearing so much about you don't do it justice. You could easily be the most stunning woman I've ever met" The man says with a wink before the woman beside him hit his chest.

"Forgive my crazy husband, he's been drinking way to much tonight. My name is Margaret and this is my husband Daniel Lyon" She says shaking my hand as I realized they're part of the Scottish mafia.

"Jezzabelle De Leon" I reply as she smiles before pulling her creepy husband away from us since there was another couple walking up to us.

"It's a great evening tonight isn't it Viktor?" The tall blonde man asks while staring at me as I see the red head woman on his arm staring at Viktor with a smirk.

"It is cousin. You didn't tell me you were bringing Scarlett with you tonight?" Viktor asks with a nervous look on his face as the woman looks back at him with a devious grin.

"And you didn't tell me your fiancé was as ravishing as she looks right now. The names Vincent Vasiliev. I'm the one you should've been engaged to if my cousin didn't snatch you up first" His cousin replies while lifting my hand up to his lips before planting a soft kiss as I feel Viktors grip on my arm tighten.

"Last time I checked, you were engaged four times but they all failed because you can't even be in with just one woman without wanting to jump into another woman's bed" Viktor scoffs while pulling my arm back as I roll my eyes at his jealous action.

"Not my fault they never satisfied me correctly, but seeing your fiancé tonight makes me mad at myself for not taking up your fathers offer to make her mine before he asked you. I mean, you always were the second option"

He comments back with a wink towards me as I turned away from this little pissing contest these two grown men were having in the middle of a museum.

I didn't have to look far for the one person in the whole building I was actually interested in. And when I spotted him, I already knew his eyes were on me. Like they always were.

Domenico was standing on the outside the crowd of rich mafia people looking around the museum. Every time I went out with him, he made sure to give me space but always be close by in case something were to happen. I know it's his job to protect me but the way his eyes are always on me made me feel butterflies in my stomach and some slight tingles in the body part below my stomach.

"Fuck off asshole!" Viktor snaps at his cousin making me turn back to see my fiancé storming off with the red head following right after.