My Only Love

Chapter 7 - Ezra Floquet

Myra's POV

Valentina wasn't there when I awoke, thank God. I got up and changed into my outfit for the day, then walked out down to Gabe. "Gabe, where are you?" I called out to him. "I'm in here, princess." I heard him say in the kitchen.

I ran to the kitchen quickly, to see him standing in loose gray sweatpants, with bandages across his midsection. He wasn't wearing a shirt, and oh my gosh I was acting like a schoolgirl seeing a celebrity. "Uhm– I– okay bro." I got a little mad. I was stuttering.

Gabe heard me stuttering and laughed, "You've seen it before." ... "I–I have?" He didn't reply, only with a, "mhmm." Before setting a large pancake on my plate. Fuck I seem like such a pervert! I was too focused on his abs, and not the breakfast he was making me. "Thank you so much!" I practically beamed, and started eating the pancake.

"So, uhm, princess...your mother wants me to—" I don't think I heard anything after that. Just hearing the mention of her had my heart pounding. When she gives Gabe orders it just ends up being worse for me. "You listenin', princess?" I snapped out of my thoughts, quickly. "Huh? What'd you say?" Gabe sighed. "I told you, I have to pretty much be a personal bodyguard for you. I don't answer to your father anymore, and I can't let you out of my sight." What. The. Fuck. "So I can't even shit in fucking peace now?" Gabe snickered. " 'Fraid not, princess." This shit is so fucking ass.

Valentina's POV

I had to get out of Myra's place fast. I quickly left and handled my business. Those little hours of  sleep with her were one of the best nights of sleep I've ever got in my life. I need to see her again, and if Gabe tries to stop me again, I'll fucking kill him.

"Where were you last night?" My father sat across the table from me, as I ate takeout, because the servants were nowhere to be found, probably dead in a ditch somewhere. "At a strip club." My 'fathers' face contorted in anger. "You're a fucking embarrassment Valentina. This is why men are usually Alphas, because you can't keep your dick in your pants—" I didn't let him finish his sentence, and I threw my scorching hot Chinese food at his face.I got up and left him screaming. Wow so much for being a father, Fucking pussy.

I was sent out on a mission by my mom, who just watched it all happen. "I need you, to umm.." She was watching her words now. Good,I'd throw something at her too if she dares to disrespect me. I'm guessing she also was precaution because she's a short stack and I can easily throw her. "I need you to take out this man, no evidence, don't even leave our complimentary red bow. We need no witnesses, no nothing. If you can, try to erase his name from our systems too." she said almost mumbling "Got it, he looks easy. Name?"

"Ezra Floquet."

Myra's POV

"Your mission today is to keep this man alive. His name is Ezra Floquet. Can you handle it?" I nodded. "I can."

A couple hours later, I met Ezra at an abandoned warehouse at the end of town, and told him the situation. The Cascarino Clan has a big red target on his back, and he's some heir to a business, so he's paying us good money to keep him safe. I made him sign a contract, and we got in Gabe's sleek, black jeep. "Hey, Mr. Ezra, what did you do to the Cascarino Clan?" , "Oh, um, I made one of the members mad, and accidentally, erm, got in a fight with one." , "Which one?" , "The father. He was old, but agile, and he said my stature was put to waste on such a weak man." , "...You're best to not make any enemies from now on. They have a lot of connections." He sighed, whimpering softly and adjusting his glasses... "Myra, please...Protect me. I'm terrified.", ... "Of course, Sir."

Valentina's POV

Oh? So this is interesting. Why do I see the fucking dude I'm supposed to murder clinging onto my girlfriend? I'm this close to killing her, I swear, she just attracts everyone doesn't she? Or maybe, I should fuck her in front of the guy. That'll get my point across, and he won't be in the way any more.

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