Taken As Hers

Chapter Arnac-2

Jack's POV

Was he stupid? What would have happened if, Leo was not there?

And why was he sleeping on some other guy?

I remembered Arnold sleeping comfortably on that guys shoulder, and this guy running his hands in Arnold's hair. My blood boiled.

I regretted not ripping that guys hands off.

I don't like anyone touching Arnold, anyone! Except me.

My body felt agaitated, that guys face replayed in my head, taunting me that he can touch Arnold, but not me.

I am sure that guy knows what iam feeling that, i don't like him near Arnold, and he tried that much to irritate me by touching Arnold.

I will kill Max the next time, for sure, if i saw him.

Ugh! The irritation kept creeping in my body, imagining that creeps face.

I looked behind me, to see Arnold still sleeping soundly in the back seat, still in the position Max put him in.

That creep got to carry Arnold, when i was the one, who should. I gritted my teeth again.

I stopped infront of my house and stepped out.

I saw my driver, as he went to park Arnold's car, while i safely took Arnold in my arms so he does not get dashed into the head board.

My driver took my car, while i walked into the house gaurded with full tight security.

I have to have more security than  Ela, because she doesn't shows her face that much as much as i show mine to deal with her works as her right hand man.

I have to be careful every goddamn second.

I tried to cover Arnold as much as i can in my arms, as i bring his face and body as closer to me as possible into my chest.

I always tried to be discreet when i met him. I tried to avoid looking with him in the out, so no one knows about Arnold or about how much he means to me.

When i went in to my mansion, i found the maid of the house standing with the food ready, but she also works in mafia. Convenient for me.

I signal for her to leave.

She went away without another word.

I looked towards Arnold, who was sleeping in my arms, just like he did earlier in Max arms.

My arms shook, as i wanted to rip apart that guy for getting to be with Arnold, like  that. I took a deep breath, and i know what to do excatly. I laid down Arnold on my plush sofa.

I took up the stairs and went into the my room.

I took out my clothes, especially my white cotton shirt and pants, even though i has new clothes, just for Arnold i have buyed.

I bought the clothes out and went to Arnold waking him up.

Arnold sat up groggily to my force.

"What the f-" he said looking at his surroundings.

"Take this clothes and go shower and change into them" i said.

He looked at me still sleepy "what! You!"his eyes widened "you, what are you doing? What do you want? I don't want to see you" he said still drunk.

Even when he is drunk he doesn't want me near him.

I took a deep breath "See here Arnold, shut up and change into this clothes right now, i don't even care if you are still drunk, i want you get changed. You can ask your questions later, now do this" i said and chucked clothes in to his hands.