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"Oh my sweet angel, did you really think I was going to give it to you so easily? Anyways, when I let you cum, it's going to be from my cock, not my fingers."
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Leaving Cillian's house I can't help but notice the feeling in my chest and stomach, it's anxiety-inducing, I haven't had a panic attack in weeks, maybe months. But my body is in fight or flight mode, I just can't figure out why.
As I arrive home, Ally and Niki smother me in a group hug, "I can't breath" I manage to gasp out, their arms loosen as I suck in some much-needed oxygen, I enjoy their embrace until I don't, why are they sucking up to me?
"What did you two do?" I instantly ask, they let go and avoid eye contact with me sheepishly, "Not us" Ally mumbles, confusion lacing my face. Papa clears his throat drawing my attention to him, "привет, папа (Hello Papa)" I smile, he smiles back softly "пойдем со мной в мой офис полевой цветок (Come with me to my office wildflower)" He speaks softly, am I in trouble?
I cautiously follow him, what could this be about? I've been good, I know I've been good. Sitting down in the spare chair I watch as he closes the door, taking a deep breath before sitting in his office chair. "полевой цветок (wildflower)" He sighs,
"Papa" I respond shifting uncomfortably in my seat, "что-то привлекло мое внимание (Something has been brought to my attention)" He begins, dear god what now?!
"The flowers..." He trails off, he's pissed cause Cillian sends me flowers? "If you don't want flowers in your house I'll tell Cillian to stop" I sigh, Papas eyes widen as he shakes his head no, "No, no it's not that Willow".
Uh oh, he only calls me Willow when he's being serious, "The other ones" He says pursing his lips, fuck.
flashback
'Willow! What the hell did you order?!' Papa yells from the front door, I run over to him to see the Amazon truck dropping off heaps of boxes, yay my delivery is here.
"It's a secret project" I smile at Papa, I force Ally and Niki to carry them in because that's a man's job, duh.
"Secret project?" Papa asks raising an eyebrow, "I'm making some care packages to drop off to the homeless around town, and some shelters too" I reply in a quiet voice, I don't need Ally and Niki to know that I have a heart otherwise they're going to start asking me for presents.
"Winters almost here, I don't want them to suffer more than they are" I smile, as Papa goes to close the door someone knocks on it, Papa opens it again with a sigh, a man holding a large vase of flowers stands there awkwardly, "For.. Willow?" He asks looking at the both of us, it's not the usual man that brings them but I don't think twice about it, Papa grabs the vase and thanks him before closing the door. Handing me the flowers I smile and rush up to my room to put them somewhere, pulling out the little card expecting a note from Cillian I stop in my tracks.
'You deserve the world willow'.
There's no name signed at the bottom, Cillian usually signs his name, maybe it was Papa, or the boys, I'll have to ask them later.
End of flashback.
I had completely forgotten to ask Papa or the boys, I was too distracted with my secret project.
"What about them?" I ask, fiddling with my fingers in my lap, "There has been letters coming to the house, I wasn't going to read them but they had no return address on them, they are... disturbing" He mumbles, confusion contorts my face "What are you trying to say?".
"I'm worried about your safety Willow, there's someone out there who seems to be infatuated with you, I don't want you leaving the house without two bodyguards, they have already been informed of this and start this afternoon, I also don't want you out with Cillian unless his bodyguards or yours are there too"
I scoff "Papa, Cillian literally beats people up for a living I think he can keep me safe", but Papa shakes his head "You don't understand Willow, there are awful people in this world, who don't know how to take no for an answer".
I cringe at his words, I do understand Papa, trust me I do.
"You have never been exposed as much as you are now, people follow your every move, you know that. And it's hard to think straight when there are cameras shoved in your face every 30 seconds. I need you to take this seriously okay? Until the police can figure out who it is" He nods to himself.
"The police?!" I yell unintentionally, Papa winces at the loudness of my voice "Yes Willow, the police. This is serious, I've seen too many people killed because of their 'fans'".
I slump back in my chair, I'm not a fucking child, I can take care of myself. But to keep Papa happy I'll agree, "Okay Papa".
This seems to calm him down as I watch his shoulders visibly relax, "Now I know next week Cillian starts training, and unfortunately, that means I start my press conferences, so I won't be here, but I will see you at the fight. Aleksandr and Nikoli will bring you to Las Vegas for it"
"So not only is Cillian abandoning me but you are too?" I huff out, "We're not abandoning you полевой цветок (wildflower)" Papa sighs pinching the bridge of his nose, I know they aren't, but it sure as fuck feels like it.
"Fine, you're both leaving me alone with dumb and dumber" I reword it, Papa chuckles at my statement, "At least they will be good company, keep you distracted" He smiles, good company my ass, more like annoying little gremlins that fight every 30 seconds "You just want a break from their arguing don't you?"
"Yeah, let's go with that" Papa chuckles.
After our chat papa set me free and on my way, walking downstairs I'm met with two huge guys, like I mean huge, built like a damn castle huge. "Hello henchmen" I greet, they look at me with soft eyes, one of them has the faintest smile on his lips, I'll get you to crack, give me time.
"I'm Marco, this is Milo" the other speaks, they look very similar, maybe related? "I'll call you two... m&m" I nod, this seems to make Milo, I think, laugh. Ha! Cracked already.
Like Papa said they followed me around, what I didn't expect was them to follow me around my own fucking house. I walk from the living room to the kitchen looking for a snack, they follow behind like lost puppies, may as well make some friends with them "Want some food?" I ask looking over my shoulder as I grab ingredients out.
Marco shakes his head but Milo nods, I already like Milo better.
