The Mafia King

Chapter 61

Song for this chapter:

We Are by Justin Bieber

Justin's POV

Rose sauntered into my office, looking as gorgeous as ever. A huge smile plastered across my face, as I looked up from the email I was sending. She span around in a circle giggling.

"They the took the cast off baby? No crutches!" I smiled, holding my arms open as she walked into them. Planting a chaste kiss on my lips, her hands running through my hair.

"They said it was a remarkable recovery, I just need some scars and bruising to heal up" she told me, looking at the email on my computer screen. It was to another CEO of another business, I think she was happy it wasn't gang work.

"You look gorgeous, scars or not" I smile weakly at her, knowing I was the reason she was battered and bruised. My fingers run over a fading scar on her cheek, and she sends me a shy smile.

"Stop feeling guilty over it, I helped distract you while driving" she shrugged, concentrating on playing with my hair.

"I'll try not to" I whisper out, kissing her collar bone lightly. I turn back to my laptop sighing, I hadn't spent a lot of time with Rose lately. I felt bad, but I had business I needed to attend to.

"Did you want me to go and grab you some lunch?" Rose asks me, playing with my t-shirt. I smile up at her, she never got angry at me for working instead of spending time with her.

"Careful. Just because the cast is off doesn't mean you can walk everywhere care free" I wrap my arm around her waist, pulling her into my body again.

"I'll be fine, the doctor said it would help more if I walked a bit" she rolls her eyes at me, I chuckle at her attitude.

"Alright, well where are you planning on going? You can take one of my cars?" I ask her, concern written all over my face. She's the only person I'd let touch my cars.

"Well what do you feel like eating?" She asks me in return, rolling her eyes at me again.

"You could grab me one of those huge subs that I like? With meatballs in?" I ask her, giving her puppy dog eyes.

"Let me guess, you want a latte with it too?" She asks, laughing. I nod like an excited kid of Christmas, she laughs even harder. "Coming right up"

Rose leaves a long kiss on my lips, my hands holding her hips. I cherish every second with the woman, the amount of times I've almost lost her. I wasn't so happy with her going out to get me lunch, but I couldn't be too overprotective.

She left the room, and I went back to typing on my laptop. I sorted out some bills, and some more deals in order with other businesses. About ten minutes went by until I had a call from the lobby guy of my building.

"Hello?" I answered, confused.

"Mr Bieber, you have a visitor who would like to speak with you, by the name of Ray Rodriguez?" The lobby desk guy spoke down the line.

Rose's dad was here to speak with me? Probably going to give me the daddy's little girl lecture. Telling me to take care of her, not that he ever did.

"Fine, send him up" I sigh, I suppose I had to face it now or later. I hang up the phone, standing up from my desk walking out into the hall.

By the time I make my way into the foyer of my apartment, the elevator is dinging open. Ray walks out, dressed in all black and some ray bans on his face.

He lifts them from his eyes, onto his head. Sending me a kind smile, before shaking my hand and giving me a hello nod.

"Justin, nice to see you again" he says to me. Yeah, not so nice when I'm fucking your daughter. Dad encounters are never good ones.