"I can't deal with your bullshit anymore, you need to learn to think before you act, you could get yourself killed. " he scolded her, she was impossible and impulsive, she didn't think before running straight into gunfire. Sometimes he wondered if she even cared about herself. "My job is to protect you, and if it comes down to it I would willingly die. isn't that what you brought me here to do? " she looked up at the man that stood before her, he's cold blue eyes staring into her's .To others he was a self centered mafia king. But to her he was caring and loving. What happens when Alia, a girl that's knew nothing but pain and suffering , falls for the man she's suppose to be protecting, her new boss the head of the biggest mafia group in her city. Blood shed, revenge, disappointment and death. ~~~~~~~~~~~

Lilah James has never had any troubles with getting into a club, even though she was not 'of age' yet. Still, no bodyguard ever demanded to see her ID. That all seemed to change when a handsome, tall and not to forget tattooed-to-his-neck bodyguard came in the game. Before she knew it, he had denied her entrance to the city's local club. She was beyond embarrassed, but over all angry at him. He was just doing his job, she knew. Yet she couldn't shake off the feeling that there was more behind it. Especially after seeing him let teenagers in. He didn't ask for their ID's, but Lilah could swear they looked like ten! She's never met him before and really wasn't planning on getting to know that handsome, ink covered devil. But after she discovered what he did when he wasn't guarding the club, she knew she would never hear the end of it. Especially because of her brother's interest in fights and his unmistakable admiration for one specific fighter: Prince Charmink. »»» "Jason." I hissed at my brother. "What?" He asked absentmindedly. "That's him." I whispered, eyeing the three men in the cage. Prince Charming stood tall and proud with a knowing smirk on his face. "Yes, I know. He's my favourite too." He informed me and I scoffed. "No, you dumbass. He's the bodyguard I was talking about." I snapped at Jason and his eyes widened. "You mean he was the one who didn't let you in?" He almost stuttered. "Yes." I nodded and looked back at the man who hadn't left my mind in a week. I could feel my anger rising again as I glared at his smug facial expression. As if sensing my eyes on him, his confident look faltered and it got replaced by a surprised one as his eyes settled on me. My eyes widened and I looked away. Jason's breath hitched. "He's glaring at you." He whispered and then he gulped. "Now he's glaring at me."

*Book Two of the Neurotic Series.* Salubrious [suh-loo-bree-uh s] : favorable to or promoting health; healthful, healthy. After three very long years, Jason McCann is finally released out of prison, and the asylum. The two places he so much hated, yet loved at the same time. With him having good behavior, the warden granted him a lower sentence. Being in confinement has changed his outlook on many things in the world. He's given a second chance in life to start over. To be the better boyfriend, maybe even husband. And a father to his two growing children. As well, as adjusting to his so called freedom. Freedom of not running, or hiding out anymore. Although it wont be easy, nothing is easy for Jason. There's still people who hate him, and people who still want to kill him. Positivity is all he has at this point. Copyright © 2015 Alexis W. All Rights Reserved.