Guarding The Mafia's Son

Chapter 19

Jeremy's POV

"Are you sure about this Ace?" I question for the third time as I wrap the bandages over his knuckles, "you do know Diamond is with Sienna upstairs, right?"

"Jeremy, I am sure about this," I do hope he gets what he's hoping for.

"I don't think Diamond would like you any less. The girl is head over heels and I don't think Trace is gonna change that."

He only chuckles and walks out after donning on his mask and pats my shoulder.

"Good luck," I say to myself long after his gone.

I walk out and upstairs to join my girl and Diamond.

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Violette (Antonia)

I stand rooted at the door and watch as Clint, the man himself, lands a slap across Mrs. Maryse Milan's face. The woman grunts and whips her head back to face him full on. The woman's strong and fearless.

Her hair is in tangled mess around her shoulders, and she was bleeding from the mouth. She looks young enough to seem like in her middle thirties, a striking beauty and looks so much like Ace.

She groans when he hit her again. Her head whips back again and she actually laughs in his face. She dressed in black jeans and a white blouse which was now drenched in sweat and blood.

I wonder what this woman ever did to the man to deserve such awful treatment from him but it's not in my place to ask. I can't risk blowing my cover or I'd be the one tied to the ceiling and feet's dangling in the air.

"You are such a coward Clinton," Maryse says each word in between pauses and ends up getting smacked in the face.

Maryse shakes it off and laughs harder, irritating the man the more.

"What?" she says and grin, "you don't think so? But you are."

She laughs again and shakes her head mocking him, "you want to know why I think you are coward? That's because you are not man enough to face my son and you and I know he's going to find you, and when he does, he'll kick your..."

He smacks her again and she coughs, spitting blood in the process.

"One more word Maryse..."

"Or what? You'd try to have for yourself what you can't have?" she smirks, "huh."

"Shut up."

"No one shuts me up Clinton. By the way, how's my dear Richard? Huh?"

I wait to hear what Clint's going to say but he only glares at the woman.

Maryse scoffs, "he left, didn't he? That's bad but for one, Richard did the right thing you know."

"And what's that? Because I still have Richard with me."

"You think? Richard might still be under your wing and trapped her in this gang you call Prey. Oh wait, he's your prey not your son," Maryse guffaws in laughter and the annoyed man grabs hard her hair making her flinch in pain.

"You should be worried about your son sweetheart, not mine."

Clint yell in pain and I realize Maryse had landed a knee on his...you know...striking had. Clint straightens up and hit her hard across her face. Maryse yelps.

What did this woman ever do to the man?