My Protector

CHAPTER - 17

[ RUTH ]

I walk into the club and once we are in my office I ask Marcus "Any update on the fucker who's supplying the drugs in my territory ?"

"We caught a man selling drugs in one of our clubs. He's in the basement tied up like a fish, our men are extraction information. Soon we'll have a lead" he answers.

"I want all the people involved dead , marcus " I say with authority "put more men to get the work done asap"

"On it." He says sitting on the couch.

I own a couple of clubs in this city and this club is where I work from frequently. Apart from these I own few restaurants and businesses as a front setup. So when the police or someone digs into my information they get nothing that ties me to the mafia.

Though I have most of the government officials on my payroll i never take a risk.

"How's Ava doing ?" Marcus asks concern evident in his voice. I know what he's talking about he also noticed the bruises on Ava's shoulder during yesterday's dinner.

Immediately my mood darkens when the image of her bruises flashes in my mind.

"Her back is completely fucked up with belt marks." I say anger brimming in my voice.

"Jesus" he mutters.

"The wounds are still raw so she must have gotten them recently and I suspect there's a record of abuse." I clench my fist so hard trying not to break anything.

"Her father? Or that fucker Daniel ? it must be one of them or maybe both. Based on the information on her file I don't see any other person causing her harm" . Marcus says with a frown on his face.

"Whoever it is.. one thing is certain.. death." I say with a promise.

Looking at me Marcus says with a puzzled look "You didn't ask her who did this to her ?".

"Ava was in no condition to answer. She Literally panicked and shit scared when I saw the bruises. So i let it slide for the moment. but I'll know it soon..." .

"And we'll make sure that person suffers" Marcus says with clenched teeth . Looking at my brother I can see that he's already protective of her and has grown a soft corner for her.

My thoughts return back to today's morning events .

Waking up and seeing her in my arms, clinging to me her head on my chest , legs tangled with mine and her hair spread all over the place was the best thing I can ask for.

It felt so right and it made something shift in my heart. I started feeling things I thought I was not capable of which was surprising.

Later when i saw her walking towards the kitchen wearing my hoodie I wanted to throw her on the counter and fuck her senseless right then and there.

Only God knows how I controlled myself. Seeing her in my clothes is such a turn on for me.

The hoodie was twice her size, the hem reaching her thighs and hands too large but still she looked so beautiful.

If I can have my way I would throw all her clothes so that she can wear only mine.

The way she shuddered when pulled her in my arms and whispered in her ear.

When she clenched my shirt tightly while I was sucking and kissing her earlobes I know she felt good.

Satisfaction filled my chest by the way she responded to my touch. She probably would have not noticed that she stopped flinching around me.

Looking at my watch it's almost time for lunch.

Opening the penthouse door a pleasing Aroma hit my nose like a wave and I looked in the direction it is coming from.

Ava was standing in the kitchen wearing an apron, holding the pan and tossing the ingredients with one hand and spatula in another hand.

Her face so serious as if she's launching a missile. I couldn't help but laugh.

Hearing the sound she looks at me and immediately her lips form a smile.

She smiled looking at me ! And fuck if that didn't take my breath away.

She looks breathtakingly beautiful when she smiles. I make a mental note to myself to make her smile more often.

She puts the pan down and switches off the stove.

When she turned towards me I reached her in two strides and grab her waist pulling her into my arms and place a kiss on her forehead.

I take a deep breath of the scent before breaking the kiss.

"Whatever you are cooking it smells so good" I say.

Resting her hands on my chest she looks at me and replies "I mostly prefer home cooked food, I was anyway making some for myself so I thought I'll cook extra for you as well" .

She lowers her eyes and immediately adds "I don't know what you prefer so if it's not to your liking you can order a takeout I don't mind".

I take her chin between my finger tips and nudge her face up so that she looks into my eyes " I would love to taste what you cooked " .

"I'll set the plates while you get freshen up" she says and gets back to what she was doing.

I quickly go upstairs, take a shower, put on sweatpants and tshirt and head down.

Ava is already waiting for me at the table. I take a seat beside her. She quickly loads the food in my plate and then hers.

I take a bite, a groan rumbles in my chest. Closing my eyes I savour the flavour. It's so fucking delicious!

When I open my eyes I see Ava observing me with a doe eye waiting for the review. Chuckling I said "it's delicious Ava. Why would I order a take out if I'm getting to eat this delicious home cooked meal".

Happy with my response her smile grew wider "if you like it then I can cook for you daily" she says digging into her food.

"I would love that but don't over do and tired yourself "

"I won't" she says with a smile and we both eat our food in silence.