The Mafia Princess And Her Bodyguard

Don't give up on Trinity?....

Ya...About that...

It is time to stick my fucking ego in my sock. This is how it is supposed to work...

Protecting the Stones is what I do. It is what I am best at, and let's not forget it is what I get paid for. But it is not just that; I made a promise, and I am a man who keeps them. I will be damned if I sit back and let some asshole like Karlo do what I am supposed to do.

Fück that shit...

My decision has been made...

"Yeah, there is no fucking way I am letting her leave with Karlo."

"I was hoping you would say that."

Ya...Alexa seems pleased...I do not know who is smiling the most...

"So who is the lucky ass that is going to tell Vic and Karlo?"

"I will take Karlo; you go and convince Vic."

Here comes shit...

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So I am finding myself taking the longest walk of my life. And as I pass each drug smuggler, every crime boss, and even a runner here and there, my knees are getting weaker and weaker. There is only one thought that is running through my mind... Ya...I am going to die...

But my presence does not go unnoticed by Karlo; the asshole still rises from his chair, but I stop him right there...

"If I were you, I would put that ass where it belongs."

"If it is about Trinity, then I have to be there."

"You do not need to be jack shit. This time I won't just kick your chair from under you."

"Are you threatening me, Cruz?"

"If I were threatening you, then you would be dead, now get the fuck out of my way."

Well, I don't exactly wait for him; I politely shove him to the side. Now I would have loved to punch him, but the idea of seeing Trinity kiss him again does put my bruised ego to the side. So now I find my crazy ass walking up to the Head of this Crime Family to tell him what I, a nobody bodyguard, want him to do. So, yes, as they say...

I am being ambitious...

Maybe brave...

Nah...Just fucking stupid...

As I come to stand by Vic's side, his first instinct is...

"Did she give you the slip?"

Fuck I wish...

"No, she is busy packing, but we have another problem."

"Did something happen with one of these fucks?"

"No, they are still under control, well apart from Karlo."

"Then what the fuck is wrong?"

So what do I say?...

Oh, by the way, I fucked your daughter...

Ya...I don't think so...

The thought of being naked with Trinity only a few hours ago is swirling around in my head as I am trying to find the right words to say to Vic. There is only one way, and I am just going to say it...

"I am in love with your daughter."

Ha! I am not that fucking stupid...

Let us try that again...

"Vic, I do not feel comfortable leaving Trinity alone with Karlo."

"He will protect her; I don't think you have anything to worry about."

"And what happens when he is off to fück another woman?"

"Mmm... You right, I have not thought about that. Get ready to leave with Trinity in an hour." "Thank you."

Thank you?...More like fuck yes...

...TRINITY POV...

I just saw Colton speak to my father, and now he is off to his place. I hope he did not fire him for what he did to that damn asshole. These boys are fighting over me; to Karlo, I am just another trophy to add to his collection of women, but to Colton, I actually mean something.

But now I have gone and hurt him; it was not my intention at all. My reasoning behind it was a bit skewed; I know that he is more than capable of standing his ground. But the sad reality is that Karlo will be my husband, and he is going to want to kiss me. What am I going to do when Colton is not around?

It is a mess...

So it is with a saddened heart that I find everything that is the least revealing and chuck it in my bag. If Karlo thinks he is going to see any of this...then he is dreaming.

And then...

...There is a knock at my door...

As I swing it open, I am fully expecting to see my father or even Karlo standing there, but instead... "Colton!"

"Hey, I am just checking if you are ready to go?"

"Almost. Do you want to sit while I finish packing?"

Much to my surprise, he does not protest, so he goes to sit in the chair in the corner of my room...

But there is something wrong...

Is he still that upset with me? But if he were, then he would not be sitting there, would he? Maybe he does not want to walk twice to fetch my bags. But I have to know...

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"Colton, is something wrong?"

"Believe me; there is a lot that is wrong."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, this...this whole thing. You are going to Karlo because two grown fucking men do not know how to negotiate a thing."

I do not understand him; who is he mad at still, my father, Karlo, or me? Should I even dare to bring up the question then...

"Did my dad fire you?"

"No, why would he do that?"

"I saw you walking up to him."

"I see you still sneaking around. I went to him to let him know that I will not let you go to Karlo alone."

"What? Does this mean you are coming with me?"

"Yea... It looks like you stuck with me."

Then this messed up heart skips two beats, and all sanity leaves me...

...COLTON POV...

Fuck...

I have seen this look before, and it is coming straight for me. The question is, what am I going to do? Well, that answer is simple, it depends on what I value the most, those body parts that will give her pleasure...or something essential as my job...

And...

Then she is on top of me...

"Princess, your dad already has an itchy finger; I don't want to give him a reason to have it scratched."

"Oh, am I, princess, again?"

"You never stopped being princess to me, but reality says you can't."

"Then, do you still refuse to kiss me?"

"Ya...That memory is still stuck in my head."

And it is a crying shame...There are so many reasons that tell me that I should, but then you get that little nagging one that says you can't. Not because of who she is, but because you cannot bear to put your lips against hers. It is like kissing the fucking man himself...

So...

"Sorry, princess, but I can't."

Instead, I drive my fingers deep into that tight ass just because I know this is the last time I will get a chance. If there is any part of her that I shall miss, then this it is... But then...

There goes the fucking door...

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Ya...I am dead...I die a very slow and peaceful death as I hear a click-clack coming through the door. But thank fuck! it is only Alexa...Oh, but Trinity does not know... "Mom! Mom, it is not what you think it is."

I see as Alexa smiles at me. She is going to let her suffer...just a bit...

"Not what I think, Trinity! You have your fucking ass on Colton's lap!"

Now, if Vic were in the house, he sure as fuck would have heard that. When Alexa raises her voice, it is like a thundering cloud. But...

Then I decide also to play the game...

"Alexa, I can explain..."

"Colton, I am not in the mood for your excuses. I will let Vicdeal with you..."

We watch as poor Trinity goes whiter than all fifty shades of white. The damn girl is near to bursting into tears...

But Alexa is not done...

"What is going on here? Your dad gives you his best, and you fuck him with the best you have got. How many others have there been?"

"Mom, it is only Colton."

"Oh, so you did fuck him?"

"Yes..."

What? Does she not know how to goddamn lie?...

As Alexa turns to me, all I do is raise my eyebrows, and I give her my best innocent smile... Thank you, Trinity, for filling in the gaps that her mom might have had... And finally...

"Relax, Trinity, I know. Next time lock your door."

"How?"

"It is not important that dickhead is waiting downstairs. Please try not to get Colton killed."

With that, Alexa leaves, giving me one of the very few moments that I shall have with Trinity alone...And what do we do...

Nothing...

I am too proud to give in to what I believe. And my belief and feelings are not the same...

Am I the only one that thinks it is wrong?...

But this is not about me. It is about Vic Stone's little princess that is set to become a Queen. And believe me, then, she is really out of my league...I am not even touching base...

So I find myself tailing behind Karlo as we head down to the south. This is not my playground; I have no idea what to expect, but Karlo needs to know, the playbook is the same. I am here to protect Trinity, and that means I will protect her even from him.

As we pull up into his driveway, the smell of blood money reeks from every overpriced piece of shit that he owns.

And when we step inside, it makes my skin crawl. To think that women love all this crap, he truly is compensating for something he lacks.

When he finally notices me, I ever so politely smile at him. I only have been standing with the luggage for the past five minutes....don't mind me... Then I ask the question which I wished I just shut the fuck up... "Where is Trinity going to sleep?"