𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 | 18+

50.

Vince

"You're the don Italian mafia."

Why the fuck am I nervous. 

Do I lie?  I never lie. But maybe this should be the time I start.

Of course I know he's the police chief. I've done my share of research on her entire family. I have men in law enforcement that work for me, he would have to be stupid to not have known what was going on right below his nose.

It wasn't like I was hiding it. They would get a cut and keep their mouths shut. 

"yes," I said emotionless but I couldn't help feeling like shit at the thought of his rejection. Why the fuck do I want to be accepted right now? People's opinions of me, I couldn't give a shit about. Until her. I want to be everything for her for the rest of her life. 

"She needs someone with power to protect her," her father said as he gripped the wheel tighter.

Relief washed over my body.

Thank God.

"She's my number one priority, you have my word that she's safe," I said. There's no fucking chance that she would be in danger or put her in harms way.

"I trust you, but if you fucking dare..."

...

"how was it," Vero asked holding my face in her tiny hands. My hands holding her thighs as she sat on my lap.

"He didn't crash the car or kill us so I would say it was fine," I said pressing a kiss to her lips.  "I missed you."

I did.

"You were gone for an hour, you couldn't have missed me that much."

"But I did," I groaned wrapping my arms around her waist pulling her closer so that her body would be flush perfectly against mine. 

"I hate PDA," Luca annoyingly screeched. 

"Leave them be, come help me set the table," Her mother said pulling Luca away thankfully.

"I wanna show you something," She said with a wide smile jumping up from my hold, and her simple excitement made me smile. 

"What?" I stood as she pulled my arm, or I let her think that she was pulling me. 

"Ahh h h h a! Nope! Just come," She said excitingly bringing me upstairs and to a hallway of closed doors, and I couldn't help but to just laugh. She brought me in front of one that had a "V" shaped with dried flowers. 

"Your room?"

"Mhm! Wait! Let me make sure it doesn't look like a complete disaster first." She gasped slipping behind the door and locking it. I stood in the hall as I heard her banging around opening drawers and banging them shut.

She looked out of breath as she opened the door with a smile a single strand of hair out of place for I to put back, "Okay! It's decent now!"

I pushed myself off the wall I leaned onto stepping into the blue and white room. It truly was the epitome of her. A large bay window that had bookshelves along the sides of it, which were filled half of books and the other half small trinkets, it was looking onto the garden behind her house., traces of stickers still on the corners of the windows. 

The bed was of course filled with colorful fuzzy blankets, a quilt that looked like it was made of her old t-shirts, and stuffed animals. There were some trophies and medals on shelves of the walls and there was a little picture of her in a gown posed next to a man flowers in her hand and a big smile on her face, another one next to it of her with her parents in Disney World. I continued scanning the walls of picture collages of her and her friends and scenic photos and posters lined the walls. Next to the mirror on top of her dresser there of course was another pin board with ribbons that she ties in her hair.