Ransom (On Hold)

Chapter 6

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Luca's POV

Rage. 

That was the emotion that pulsed through my veins when I saw one of Moretti's men on top of Miley. My body worked faster than my mind as I threw him off of her. Beating him senselessly without realizing that Miley was right beside me watching the animal in me arise. 

"Get her inside," I yelled to Damon. 

Once I was certain she was out of sight, I didn't think twice about pulling the trigger on both of Moretti's men. 

"Get rid of them," I motioned to Ben, one of my loyal crew member's. "Everyone else, inside NOW." 

I stormed inside. Rage still had control of me as my breathes came out in aggressive huffs. 

Miley was sitting on the couch as I neared the living room. Her eyes stared blankly ahead of her and her body was shaking. I could feel the boiling anger inside of me start to melt away. It was replaced with guilt. 

"Miley," I rushed to her side, bending down in front of her. "Are you alright?"

She flinched as my hands grabbed her hands. Her eyes flicked to mine and I was shown how terrified of me she is. 

"How many people have you killed, Luca?" Her voice was soft and unsteady. I couldn't answer her, it would frighten her even more. 

"They would've done terrible things to you," I avoided the question. 

"That means nothing to you. You just want your money," she whispered breaking eye contact with me and looking down towards the carpet. Silence fell between us. My mouth couldn't form any words to tell her that her statement wasn't true, but all I could do was squeeze her hands. 

"Boss," Damon pulled my attention away from the gorgeous woman in front of me. I stood up and walked over to him. Each step that I took away from Miley felt like a punch in the gut. 

"Someone on the inside betrayed us," I stated in a hushed tone. "We've been compromised. I need you to find out who here is working for Moretti and leaked our location." 

"I've got it," Damon replied. 

"I'm taking Miley somewhere else. She's not safe here."

"With all due respect, Luca... She's not safe anywhere with you," Damon said gripping my shoulder before walking away. He was right, but I was way too selfish to give her up this soon. 

I turned back to Miley who was situated right where I left her. 

"Come with me," I said quietly extending my hand towards her. Her eyes landed on my hand before meeting mine filling me with such a foreign feeling. Giddiness. 

She took my hand and stood up off the couch. It took every bit of self-control to not let my vision rake over her perfect body. I led her up the stairs and back to her room. I closed the door behind us as she sat down on the edge of the bed.

"I'm sorry you had to see that," I sat down next to her. 

"Do we have to go somewhere else now?" she asked. 

"Unfortunately," I responded. "It's peaceful out here isn't it? Or at least it was." 

She let out a small giggle and god did that make my stomach backflip. 

"Miley."

"Hmmm?" she answered looking sideways to face me. A stray of hair fell in front of her face. I pushed it back behind her ear, my hand rested on her cheek. She leaned into my touch. 

"Like I said before, you're safe with me. I'll always protect you," I declared quietly. She smiled at me, which caused my heart to beat erratically. 

"For now," she rebutted, hinting at the fact that one day she'll return to her father. My jaw clenched as my hand left her face. I stood up and walked slowly to the door. 

"Pack a bag," I stated numbly. I continued my venture to the door of her bedroom. The thought of her going back to her father made me sick.  

"Luca." I could feel her tug on my shirt. I turned around, gazing down at her. Her beautiful blue eyes were wide and were searching mine. 

She wrapped her arms around me, engulfing me in a hug. Her head laid against my chest. I was certain that she could hear my heart beating embarrassingly fast. 

I was taken aback at first by her action, but shortly after I encased her in my arms, writhing of the feeling of holding her against me. 

"Thank you," she whispered into my chest. 

I wasn't sure how long we stayed like that for. I could tell that she was relishing in this feeling just as much as I was. She pulled away only to lay her soft lips on my cheek. The notion was an act of kindness that I hadn't experienced in a long time. Too damn long.

"Are you going to tell me where you're taking me this time?" she giggled, strolling toward the closet to grab a bag. 

"Not a chance sweetheart," I smirked at her. "But I hope you like the beach," I winked. 

"I've been wearing your clothes. I don't even have a swimsuit," she retorted. God she was adorable.

"Oh, we'll get you a swimsuit," I responded letting my mind wander to what it would be like to see her in a bikini. She blushed at my flirting. 

She threw the few belongings that she had here in a bag before following me into my room. We engaged in harmless banter while I packed a bag from myself. Her legs dangled off the edge of my bed and my thoughts kept going back and forth on all of the things I wanted to do to her on that bed. 

"You ready to get out of here?" I asked as I zipped up my bag. She nodded as I grabbed both of our bags and led her out to the car. 

A/n-

I'm going on vacation for a week! I won't have internet, but if I find some I will try to update!

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