Loving The Boss.

10.

Sitting here was dreadful, looking at him was disgusting, I didn't know why he hated me so much, the man I loved didn't want me and I was slowly getting to terms with that, Cortez's feud or hatred for me I didn't understand where it stemmed from because I hadn't shown any interest in Hugh, and he himself had done things that would make others assume we were a couple but we weren't.

I was just his loyal best friend.

Trying to mitigate my obvious boredom and gutting Cortez like the fish he wasn't with my knife I resorted to texting the one and only Tyrell Striker. I knew having an attachment to a man who was very much single would be bad for me but I wanted to feel something for someone else.

To forget Hugh Lamont.

"Mel, how is the fish?" Cortez asks with a very obvious forced smile. "Lovely at least it's averting me from doing a spit take on the bottle of wine with your obvious fake performance at liking the fish." I plaster a smile and Hugh stifles a chuckle.

"May I be excused I need air." Hugh looks to Nolan and nods. "Take your time." I was going to take a lot of it because sitting at that table was making me plot murder and the scenarios were grim and the gore was too bloody a scene to recognize the victim without a barf bag.

I walk away with Nolan leading me out, his hand on my back. "You know you could always tell him that you don't like Cortez." Nolan speaks as we were outside by the sidewalk. "And create yet another problem in my life no thanks." He chuckles.

"You know he does care about you, and he does listen to you, it's only that he doesn't know how to express that care and at times protection of his prized possession is all that he can do even it hurts the person." I hadn't taken into account Hugh's background with his behavior that more prominently, I know he had a very bad past but the lengths in which he goes to 'protect' was wrong.

I may love him but that didn't give him a free access pass to torture me as he does, emotionally not physically, it's always a conundrum having to understand him at times and it seems I had yet again failed at understanding him.

If I were to consider his background, how he grew up with that nut job of a father, I could explain a lot of his behavioral patterns and characteristics, even so, it still didn't justify his actions it was still wrong.

"Even though I may consider that Nolan, we both know that cannot sanctify his behavior, it's still wrong." He sighs and goes back to being the silent and stoic guard. "Let's go back inside I need to bid my farewell to the latest gossip cover in there." Nolan smirks and led me inside.

"Well I'm beat and I don't feel too great, I think I might've caught a big or must be my allergy acting up."

"I forgot, let's get you home." Hugh stands up. "You always forget, and you cant leave your date alone can you, Nolan can take me home.....right Nolan." I say with a strained voice. "Right of course, yes sir enjoy your date." Hugh furrows his brows. I knew he suspected I forced Nolan into this. I sort of had.

"Alright get him home." Nolan nods. "It was nice meeting you again, Cortez, you should visit the office more often and threaten me it was such a highlight to my day." I could feel Nolan smirking. "What are you talking about?" Hugh asks. "Ask the lovely Cortez." I turn to leave with Nolan.

"What the fuck did you say to him!!" I hear Hugh yell. "My work is done here Nolan, take me home." He only replies with a small nod. "Of course."

Arriving home with my Wendys order I make it to the kitchen and flop down to eat the heaven that was a burger before I get Hugh telling me how he didn't expect his new conquest to come and threaten me.

I finish my meal and go upstairs to just chill and talk to the only three people in my life who have balls enough to stay in my life because of the hurricane named Lamont. Somehow it felt satisfactory having called out Cortez on his shit but it didn't feel like before when I used to get rid of his conquests because I had an unruly obsession with him, this time I did it because I felt pity for him and because I didn't want that snake anywhere in the house.

As I'm texting Striker something shattering makes me flinch and look out below to the lounge area. I couldn't see anything or anyone.

"Hello Mel." I stood frozen when I was, what was Marko doing in here. "Nolan!!" I yelled before he could come any closer. "Will you relax I'm not here to kidnap you, not yet anyway. Just came up to check on Hugh Lamonts one and only weakness, prized possession also the love of my life." He steps closer and I see Nolan standing by the stairs aiming his gun at him.

"Drop the gun boy or my men on the other side of that glass will shoot you." Marko adds and I nod to Nolan. "Do it, Nolan, he's not kidding and he won't do anything for now it seems." Marko smirks. "Ah still very savvy of the ways of the mafia, I thought leaving the mafia world would also dull your brain but you're as sharp as ever, it's why I always liked you, Mel, you were always so resilient, loyal to a fault and always filled the quota."

I hated being reminded of the old me, it was a bad time in my life that I wish I could get rid off, I wish it would go away but it seems even though I've passed that phase it's still drawn to me however I leave it behind me. "So you just broke into my home to look at me, you've looked now leave." He scoffs taking more steps closer to me, he was taller than me and could easily knock me out.

"Take another step and you won't leave walking." I know he would take me seriously he's seen me threaten before. "Sweet, you're not as cold as you were back there little Melbourne, you're loving and you have what do you call those, ah emotions, it makes you weak." Caressing my cheek, he smiles, his coffee breath was repulsive in that moment.

"Marko leave before I hurt that's parts of you that won't grow back." I say with a sneer. "That's more like it, it seems the master is almost home times up. See you later my love." He kisses my cheek and I motion for Nolan to move aside for him, there was no need to have blood paint on the very white walls of the penthouse.

"Are you alright?" I nod toward Nolan. "I'm fine go check downstairs to see if anything is amiss, I will check for any wire or bugs, call two other guards and we'll do a sweep of the whole penthouse. Marko never just shows up with leaving a bug." He nods and gets to work.

I wondered what Marko wanted, had his obsession with me grown to that extent or does he have a motive in doing whatever he did. This was yet another problem I didn't want. I wanted peace and love no more guns and bloodshed, dabbling in the mafia was like me going back on a hamster wheel,  you spiral and it never ends well.

I just hope this doesn't affect my life even more, I need a little serenity.

I seriously do not have enough Sage for this crap.

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LMJ

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