"Hi Darling." He smiles and cocks his head to the side. "So I guess Mr. Royce let you in on the gang."
I just stare in shock "But... No. You're meant to be dead."
"I had to fake my death. Now let's save that for later. Jake Rosso is after you and we need to put a end to it." He says through gritted teeth.
Alas nods "Agreed. Call the men."
"Wait, you knew?" I glare at him coldly.
"Baby, did I ever tell you how much of a turn on it is when your pissed at me?" he chuckles "But yes, I knew, they had people watching you until recently to make sure he was dead."
I roll my eyes "Of course they did. Let's go."
We walk into the house and there is a double staircase in the foyer with doors under it. Which we go through to enter a ballroom. As we enter I gasp, at least 300 people await us, if not more.
"Welcome to the Gang." He whispers in my ear.
I just gulp as he leads me down the center of the crowd. All eyes are on us as I get a mixture of stares. Lust, protectiveness, happiness, sadness and more.
Once we reach the stage, Alastair takes the microphone. "Men. You may know why we are gathered here. Your Queen is in danger by the Russo Gang."
A chours of shouts erupt and I flinch back.
"Men! Enough!" Alastair shouts.
The crowd falls silent.
"Group One, Track anything you can on them. Hack their systems if you must. Group Two and three start trainning, incase of a fight. Group four, come with me after this." Alastair gives out orders and looks back at me.
"He wants you to speak." Dad whispers in my ear.
I take a nervous step forward and Alastair moves to let me speak. "Hello, I just wanted to thank you for not only protecting me but welcoming me to your family. I swear my loyalty to the Royce Gang and hold utter most respect for every individual. Please, feel welcome to come speak to me, even if it is over something small."
I nervously look to Alastair and he steps up next to me and wraps an arm over my shoulders. The men kneel and bow their heads.
"They are pleaging their loyalty to you now." Alastair smiles. " Tell them to rise."
I muster up as much strength as i can and mutter the words. "Rise Men."
Not once have I ever felt as safe and as empowered as I was right then and there.
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"Ever used a gun before?" Zavien asks, holding out a handgun.
I take it and take it off safety lock, shooting it dead center in the board. "Yeah. I'd say so."
"Don't get too cocky, what about knife's?" He says, picking up a engraved dagger.
I take it, and get comfortable with the wieght in my hand, before flicking it towards the board, just missing dead center. I turn to Zavien and raise a eyebrow.
"Alright, so your good and two elements of weapons." His eyes light up "Arrows?"
Alastair stops him "No. She is hopeless. Lets move on to the Tech side shall we?"
He pulls me away and out of the trainning room. I pout and cross my arms across my chest.
"I was having fun! Why do you ruin everything?" I say in a childlike tone.
He just rolls his eyes "Because, I don't want you here longer then we have to be and we have a flight to catch."
I pause and wait for him to realise I'm not moving "What do you mean, we?"
"We have to get you out of the country for a bit, so... I thought we could go on a holiday in Tortola in the Virgin Islands, I have a private villa and security there and it's listed under another name."
I tilted my head. Mhmm. Island get away or New york... "Fine, only because you said it was in the Virgin Islands."
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Six hours later and we have finally made it to Tortola, let me tell you it was gorgeous. The sea was bright blue and you could see the bottom of the ocean for miles.
"Wow, this is goregous." I whisper softly as we drive up to the villa.
Alastair chuckles. "Well get used to it we are here for three weeks."
My eyes widen "Three weeks? Why so long? Don't you have work? Wait I have to record!"
"I have skype for meetings, emails for paperwork. And there is a studio in the villa for you to use." He smirks, clearly having it all figured out.
This is going to be an interesting three weeks.
