His Girl

Daniel Cortez

*Danny*

"What were my orders?" I ask staring coldly at the bumbling idiot standing in front of my desk. He looks about to piss himself, good so he should. I didn't get this far in life putting up with kind of moronic arsehole.

"Keep an eye on your girl?" The fucking idiot mutters making my anger rise to dangerous levels. It's partly my fault giving him this task as a way to prove himself useful. I know my rage is visible on my face because the morons stood behind him have stopped their sniggers. Are these fucking shit heads for real? Where the hell is Jared finding these fools. She is the only thing that can bring out this kind of emotion. My last shred of humanity, the only soul I have.

"So tell me, how has she been? Any changes?" I ask my tone taking a chilling edge. I hate being this person but the power, oh the power. I would rather do the stepping on than being stepped on if you get my point. My mind wonders to Madeline for a brief second wondering what she would think of me if she saw me like this. Would I still be her hero? Ha doubtful, my innocent Mads would be ashamed, disgusted if she ever knew. She can never know. She can't ever leave me.

"Ah...Well...You see..." Go on lie to me I mentally taunt. "Alls good she seems happy enough."

"Do I strike you as an idiot?" 

"No...No Sir." He stutters shifting from foot to foot. Its shameful but the harsh reality is he knows what's coming his way. There are not a lot of reasons I will kill a man but this unlucky fucker had to pick the worst offence he can commit in my book. He fucked with Madeline, then lied like a little bitch.

"Then why bullshit right to me face?" I ask with dark humor.

"Sorry Sir...I didn't....I mean..." I cut off his ramblings with a single shot to the head, he stands suspended in the air for a second, gravity not yet taking hold. Shock marring his already unpleasant features as a lone trickle of blood runs down his face. Then finally drops to the floor like the sack of shit he is. Fuckers gonna bleed on my rug.

"Clean this up." I bark out the command to nobody in particular so long as it gets done I don't care. I have things to fix.

"Jared!"

"Boss."

"I didn't realize you were into fucking lurking in doorways now." He smiles stepping over the body like it's normal. Shit it is around here. He has been here almost as long as me. He is just as fucking jaded.

"Everything has gone smoothly this side of the border whilst you were gone. I can see you came back well rested with that sunny disposition of yours." His sardonic tone would get anybody else dead. But not him, I need him. Shit I almost like him. 

"Fuck off. You know he deserved it. Give me a brief run down I got shit to do. Next time hire someone who can fucking babysit is all I ask." I snap, shaking my head as that fucker is still bleeding on my damn rug. Somebody better clean this up because I like this rug.

"What happened to her this time?" He asks and I glare at him. He likes to call me out on the fact I treat her like a glass doll. Like the fact I do everything for her makes her unable to function alone. Maybe he's right but that's the way it needs to be. I need her to need me, like I do her.

I spend the next hour finding us a place to live, I can live here but I can't take the risk of Mads finding out just who I really am. Too much goes down in this house, even with Madeline's impossibly sweet innocence it wouldn't be long before she started asking questions.

Is this who you really are though?

It doesn't take long to find a penthouse apartment with two bedrooms and set to work making the arrangements, I can't wait to finally have some time with her. God I missed her so fucking much, I wished a million times I could have taken her but doing that would ruin everything. Everything I have done, the person I had to become would be for nothing. She would never forgive this. I have to protect her.

I used to think I could do what her Father had done and be two separate people, the ruthless murderer that runs this shit and the loving caring man Mads needs but I could never deserve her. He certainly never has. Maybe one day I will, when all this is over and I can take the noose from around my neck. I can tell her the secret of her Father and every other fucking secret that hangs between us. So dirty its almost toxic. We can be free. Until that day I just have to be her best friend whilst she continues to date these idiots. I really don't know how she finds all these losers.

Ah yes that idiot she dated, I pick up the phone and dial.... Finally a bit of fun.