The Mafia's Daughter [ON HOLD]

Chapter Three

“Merci” Josephine smiled at the driver and stepped out the car. She just couldn’t wait to dip into a warm jasmine scented bath and relax. Today had been a hectic day at the university and Pierre was becoming more of a headache now. Pierre Dubois was the playboy of their year and spoiled rich. He had his sights on Josephine who simply couldn’t tolerate his arrogant ways.

She walked into the main foyer and was about to ascend the grand staircase that lead to the second floor of their mansion.

“Mademoiselle, votre pere vous appelle” The maid said as she bowed and left.

“D’accord” Josephine said and sighed. What did her father want now? She walked down the corridor and entered the basement. The entire basement was converted into her father’s office for his business…the illegal business. She hated going down here.

She frowned as she stood in front of his office. She pushed open the door, a smile forced onto her face.

“Hello Papa” She said as she walked up to her father and placed a kiss on his cheek.

“How was your day cheri?”

“Bon. You called me?”

“Oui. I want you to meet someone”

“Who?"

“Your personal bodyguard”

“You have to be fucking kidding me” Jospehine thought but said “But why Papa? What about Maxime?” She said referring to one of her father’s bodyguards who always accompanied her. She liked him. She was in no mood to become acquainted with another brooding middle aged man who treated her like a spoiled little girl. Maxime was fun to be around.

“You know amour. I can’t risk your safety. Maxime is getting old.”

“But he is your bodyguard”

“Oui and I have six others. This man is perfect for the job. I can trust him with your safety.” Jacques said remembering the interview.

“Come in” Jacques said and Charles walked in.

He sat down from across Jacques.

“Why did you apply for this job?” Jacques asked

“Because I need it” Charles replied, his face expressionless.

“And why should I trust you with my daughter’s safety?”

“Because I wouldn’t think twice before killing off any threat to her” Charles said without batting an eyelash.

“Impressive. What do you know about combat and weapons?”

Charles resisted the smirk that threatened to spread across his lips. Only if this man knew the damage he could inflict with only his bare hands. Weapons and armed combat was a whole different story.

“I know enough Sir”

Jacques leaned back and looked at the American in front of him. His instinct told him he could trust him. Moreover he had this dangerous vibes that impressed Jacques. The American was ruthless and cold from what Jacques assessed.

“Well Charles, welcome to this world. Don’t make me regret hiring you and if anything happens to my daughter, I wouldn’t think twice before putting a bullet through your head.”

“Okay sir”

“I will call you and introduce you to Josephine when she comes back home. Corentin will show you the employees quarters. Hang around till I call you again.”

Charles got up and followed Corentin out.

Josephine wanted to scream and yell but sat down from across her father.

“Okay Papa”

“Parfait!”

“Perfect my ass” Josephine thought as she smiled at her father.

A minute later there was a knock on the door and deep, sexy voice said “You called for me Sir?”

Josephine turned around and came face to face with the most handsome, ruggedly handsome man she ever laid her eyes on. This man was going to her bodyguard?

He was not wearing one of those suits but rather was dressed casually in a black shirt which clung to his broad shoulder and perfectly sculpted chest with a washed out denim. His black hair was tousled in a sexy way, some straying on his forehead. His lean and tall frame filled the room with its dangerous presence. He had a brown leather jacket slung over his shoulder and a gun holster was strapped to his shoulders.

Charles glanced at Josephine and then looked straight ahead. He clenched his jaws and tried not to focus on her. She reminded him too much of her.

Josephine turned back in her seat and frowned. It seemed like he didn’t like her but he didn’t even know her.

“This is Charles Hunter. From this day onwards, he will accompany you whenever you will step out of this house. Understood?”

“Oui papa” Josephine said as she looked at him again. “He is perfection” Josephine thought and he didn’t look much older than her.

“May I leave?”

“Of course” Jacques said already busy scribbling on his notepad. Josephine walked out followed by Charles.

“You are not French” Josephine said as she stopped at the foot of the grand staircase again and turned to look at him. He was glaring at her.

“It is kind of obvious isn’t it? I am from the States”

What did she do to him? He was literally growling out his responses.

Charles looked away from her.

“You timetable Ms. Laurent”

“Call me Josephine”

“Give me your damn schedule for the day!”

Josephine’s eyes widened and she stepped back from him

“I will discuss it with you when you learned to talk with some manners. Americain stupide.” She retorted and walked up the stairs.

Charles restrained from dragging her back down. As it is this job was a pain and she wasn’t making it any easier.

“Madame, puis-je avoir votre horaire quotidien” Charles asked for her schedule in French, stressing on the please. He needed to work on her protection detail.

Josephine smiled as she paused at the top of the staircase. “I am not going out today so you are free to go. I leave for university at eight in the morning. I don’t have a fixed schedule. I will keep you in the loop.” She said and walked away.

“Christ” Charles muttered as he ran a hand through his hair. She had trouble written all over her.

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