His protective love

Chapter 11

Ty's POV:

"And he told me that this girl he used to mess around with was in the store and tryna make a play at him, and I just felt like that's what he wanted from me, you know?" I tell Ameera over the phone.

"Yeah girl, I feel you. But as much as Antonio's a hoe, he's also super respectful. And, ya'll are dating, he would never expect something like that from you." She tells me.

"Yeah, but now I'm scared he's gonna be mad. 'Cause, there's more." I say.

"What?! There's something you didn't tell me?" She yells.

"We were at his house and we started making out. I started to go farther, thinking that's what he wanted. He reached and unclipped my bra, and it just got too real for me. I bailed and I feel so bad." I explain.

"Mama, he ain't gonna be mad at you, he cares a lot. You should hear the way he talks about you to the guys. And plus, if you explained to him why that was your reaction, he'd understand. He would never be mad, trust me." She tells me. And, she's right. I just need to explain to him what's going on, and he'll understand.

"Wrap it up Tyara, break's over!" I hear my dad yell.

"Okay, coming pop!" I yell back. "You're right, I think I'll explain to him. I gotta get back to work, we're still on for tonight, right?" I clarify.

"Yeah of course!" She says. "Bye, babe!" She yells and makes a kiss sound over the phone.

"Bye, bebe!" I say back, and repeat the kissy sound. I put my phone in the pocket of my apron, and get back to work. It's been two days since the whole situation with Antonio. I've been avoiding him any chance I get. He's been making the effort, calling and texting, but I've never texted back. I know, I'm a pussy, leave me alone.

I check my phone and the time reads 9:45. Only 15 more minutes until closing. The last people pay and leave, and the time is now 9:50. "Hey, bebe, can you lock up tonight? Your uncle and I are going out." My dad asks.

"Aww, you guys doing on a date?" I joke.

"Oh, didn't you know? The only reason I married your mom is to get to her brother." He says and we both laugh.

"Of course, pop. Have fun!" I tell him and they walk out. I go to the register and start emptying it. I start cleaning up the tables when I hear a knock on the door. I walk over and look out the window to see three men.

One is tall, and thin, another is big, and buff, and the last one is shorter than the rest, but muscular. They are all wearing sunglasses, gold rings, black dress pants, and trench coats. I open the door slightly.

"I'm sorry, we're closed." I tell them. I start to close the door, but the big man sticks his foot in the door, stopping it from closing. They push the door open, and I back up.

"We have a couple questions for you." The tall man says, and holds one of his hands over the other. "We heard, that you have some ties to the LoSpeechio family." He says. My stomach drops. Oh shit, how do they know?

"I don't know-" I start but he cuts me off.

"Oh, don't lie to us dolcezza. We just want Vincenzo's debt, but if you're going to lie to us, then maybe something might happen to Antonio." He says. My eyes widen. If something happened to Antonio, I would NEVER forgive myself.

"Don't hurt him, please. I promise, I don't know nothing about a debt. Just please, don't touch him." I beg. He chuckles lightly. He steps closer to me.

"Shh, bella. We won't do anything. Not unless, you cooperate with us." He says and places the back of his hand on my cheek, the cold of his rings making me move away. He leans in on my ear and whispers. "We'll be quick."