The Fighter's Broken Angel

chapter 9

ANIMAL

The ride to the mansion is rather quiet, except for the slight murmur of Charles and Martin in the back seat. I can't make out what they're saying but they seem concerned about something.

I just want to go in get the girl out safely and get back to my girl before she decides to leave me for someone else. I have been in jail because of my last job protecting a woman and I don't want another repeat of that. My Bunny is the only person I want to be with. She is a little pixie but she's got a lot of enthusiasm for life. Just a look from her and I give in to whatever she wants. Guess this is why Demon had me come straight to here when I was released so that I wouldn't say no after seeing my girl. But I think he knows that his sister has me wrapped around her tiny little finger, after all so is he.

I see the driveway up ahead and look up at the massive wall surrounding the mansion. We pulled up to the iron gate and it's only seconds before it's opened for us to continue our way through.

I noticed a limousine in front of main doors that are open with lights spilling through the entrance lighting up the front stairs and I see some staff coming out to greet the people in the limo.
As the door is opened I can see a gorgeous red head stepping out. Her athletic build keeps her curves in all the right places, if you are into that type. I don't.
A small girl gets out afterward and she has the same red hair so I assume she's her daughter. The child is probably not more than 13 or 14 years old. But she is clearly upset by something as she starts to cling to the woman and I can see her trying to console the child. I am curious about what happened but I have to put it aside and get my attention back to what I am taking a risk for, Marsha.

Charles and Martin are both leaving our car and heading to the girls. I watch as the little girl runs to Charles and jumped into his arms. I can see her tears and it breaks my heart to see her cry. It's reminded me of when my Bunny cries and I don't think I can handle it well.

I slowly approached the little group and I watch as the child tensed up. I have a bad feeling about what happened to cause this reaction in such a innocent child.

I listen as Charles tries to quickly explain to her that I am a good man and I am his new driver. I keep my distance . "Hi princess, I'm sorry for what's made those tears happen. A beautiful princess should never be made to cry." I quietly told her.

Quickly her head popped up and I watched as she brushed off the tears. A small smile appears on her face and she turns to Charles and loudly whispered " Daddy, he called me a princess, he is a very smart man to know that I am your princess. "

Charles pinched her cheek and looked back at me as he told her " That he is princess."

The redhead walked up to me and held out her hand to me." My name is Carol and you will call me Carol no matter what my husband Charles says. "

I shake her hand and only nod in response. I will leave it up to Charles to do the introduction. The less I say to her the better it is since I am aware of the fact that her husband is Jealous with a capital J.

Charles put the girl down and then has a maid take her up to her room to get ready for bedtime. She turns and gives me a tiny wave as she goes.

Just as Charles started to speak there's a horrifying scream.

" What the fuck is going on!" Yells Carol.