Bound By Fate

7. Leo

Leos Pov

I walk into the house after having the meeting with the handsmen and I nod at mark and brian at the door. I walk past them and stop when I remember something, “did you get her belongings?” I ask mark and he nods

“your sister is waiting in your study.” mark says.

Without a word I walk in, martha is in the kitchen washing something and I peep through the door. “ tell Max to get ready will you?”

“yes boss.”

There is something about her that I can't seem to wrap my head around. She looks so fragile and innocent not to mention stubborn and annoying sometimes.

She looks like she is fighting some demons from her nightmares, she doesn't want to talk about it and I respect that but I still need to find out what is going on between the Russians and her dad.

I walk into the study and fiona jumps to her feet spreading her arms, “ hello big brother.” she looks happy today.

“what did I tell you about placing your legs on my desk.”

“you know I never listen, why am I here?” she asks and I gesture for her to sit.

She is the family assassin, or should I say hit woman.  She is always so accurate with her job and dad likes her for it. She is the last born but received crazy training including being shipped to the amy to be trained even more, she can be lethal.

Her job is to assassinate anyone we want dead without leaving a trace.

“ I need a favor.” I say in a low tone and her eyes go wide.

“the mighty Leonardo Millan asking for a favor. Looks like everything has a first time.” she says the last part more to herself.

“its nothing you can't do and pick your jaw from the floor .” I say standing and walking towards the window tucking my hands in my black trouser.

“fine, who do you need me to kill.” she asks standing and leaning on my desk facing me.

“no one. I need you to train someone.” I say and I turn to look at her.

“ isn't that Joe's work?” she asks a little confused.

“she is not an employee.”

“its a she?” she looks surprised.

“are you going to do it or not?” am loosing patience.

“I'll definitely do it... under one condition.” she never lacks conditions.

“which is?”

“you tell me who she is to you and why me?” she asks folding her hands.
“she is a friend and she needs it.” I answer hesitantly. “ and you're good at what you do.” I conclude.

“since when do you care about another person apart from yourself?” she genuinely looks surprised.

“am yet to figure that out.” I honestly respond because if she was someone else I wouldn’t care if the Russians did whatever they wanted with her.

“okay I…” she is cut of my mark knocking .

“what is it Mark?” I ask when I notice he looks a little tensed.

“ Max sneaked out.” he says and my heart sinks.

“shit.” I cuss under my breath running my fingers through my hair. “and where the hell were you?” I snap. She could be dead as we speak.

“ she left like an hour and a half ago.” Fiona says and I turn to look at her.

“ how did you know?” I ask hoping that she is safe because a lot can happen in an hour and a half plus I know what the Russians are capable of.

“ because I ran into her scaling the perimeter wall on my way in.” she answers like its not a big deal. “ wait is she the one that needs training?”

“what you want to take back the favor.”

“hell no. I like her. I'll definitely teach her a thing or two.” she says raising her legs and placing them on my desk earning a glare from me and she raises her hands in surrender taking them off.

“get out and find where she went before I punch you into oblivion” I snear at Mark. His mere presence it pissing me off.

“we tracked the phone, she is in a club down the street.”

“And what are you waiting for, get the car ready.” I am losing it. “ you coming?” I ask Fiona.

“as much as I'd like to, I can't there is a job I need to get done before midnight.” she says standing “ I'll call to let you know where I have fixed her in my schedule. Good luck with your pretty girlfriend.” she says making to leave.

“she's not…”

“soon brother soon.” she interrupts me and leaves before I say anything else.

I quickly draft a message to Nick to get there in case we need some back up and I pick my jacket from the couch and I quickly jog downstairs. Why is she so stubborn its like I am benefiting from keeping her safe. I am so pissed at her I might scold her when I see her like my kid.

She need to be trained so that she can be able to protect herself and I won't need to keep a close eye on her. I walk out and Mark and Roman are already in the car I get in the back as soon as Brian holds the door open and Roman is already stepping on the gas.

The drive to the club is fifteen minutes and I am trying not to punch the car window because of anger pulsing through  my nerves.

We finally arrive at the club and I order each of them to surround the area ad give me the updates on what is going on in case the Russians are here. Nick is a few minutes away and I walk in to look for her. I walk past a few  drunk people some puking and some making out like their lives depend on it. I push past a crowd that is dancing and my attention is taken by people yelling and making noise like they're arguing. I get closer and I notice Max pushing a guy away and he keeps refusing to leave her.

“ leave me alone.” she says pushing him and he grabs her hand.

Without thinking I walk in and I send a jaw breaking punch into his face, “she said leave her.” and the guy goes reeling and knocking some people behind him. He gets back trying to punch me and cowers when he sees me.

“am sorry.” he says and walks away.

She turns to see me and rolls her eyes, “i had it under control .” she says turning to walk away and I hold her hand leading her in a different direction. “ I can take care of myself.” she keeps complaining.

She is way too drunk to even say her own name. “you're drunk we need to leave.” I say bending and circling my arm around her knees and carrying her on my shoulder.

“put me  down.” she yells and everybody in the club turn to look at us.

I finally put he down once we are out of the club. And she lazily raises her smoky eyes, “ you are a snack.” she says and I hide my smile I can't help but feel fluttered.

I draft a message to mark and we are waiting for them to get the car so that we leave. “ it doesn’t hurt to smile once in a while you know.” she says in between hiccups.

The  car stops in front of us and I carry her placing her at the back seat and shifting her to create room for herself. “ Nadia.” she says after gasping like she almost forgot.
“ Nick will take care of her.” I reply looking at a message from Nick saying he has it covered.

As soon as were in, Roman drives and we head home. The russians were in the club but didn’t seem to have a plan of abducting her, may be they were planning on following here to know where she stays now incase she leads them to her dad.

They must know right now that she is under our protection. She looks passed out so I carry her bridal style to her bed as soon as we arrive. I take off her shoes and I place her under the covers. She looks so  peaceful when she is asleep, her skin is beautifully tanned and the alcohol made her cheeks turn a shade of red, my eyes finally land on her lips and I fight against all odds to kiss the shit out of her, I push the thoughts away and I pull the duvet to her shoulders and she stops me.

“don’t leave me.” she says holding my hand.