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“Bobby, they are all dead!” Someone yells.
Bobby’s dark eyes rake over me. He takes his expensive suit coat off and drapes it around my shoulders.
Bobby whispers, “relax Gwen. I’ve got you. You are safe. They are all dead. Nobody is going to hurt you ever again.”
“You saved me.” I murmur.
“Yes. You’re mine.”
He lifts me into his arms with his big hands. I rest my head on his broad chest. I close my eyes.
Bobby
I shot him. Dead. I always get high on adrenaline after I kill some fuck. Villalovos deserved to die after having his hands on Gwen. I pulled that bastard’s dead body off her.
I look down at Gwen Fielding. She is laying on the filthy concrete floor trembling. She looks like a lost lamb. Villalovos’s blood all over her.
But…
Those eyes. She has the biggest, bluest eyes I have ever seen. They sparkle like royal blue sapphires, framed with long and thick dark eyelashes. They haunt me. They take my breath away.
No signs of rape. I will have Dr. Gould, the Vincenzio family doctor, meet us at the Fielding mansion to examine her.
Gwen is frightened. Bruised. Fat lip. Gorgeous. Innocent. Naïve. Her hair is the perfect shade of blonde – long, thick, and wavy. She is wearing a white lacy bra with matching bikini panties. Perfect body. Hourglass figure. Large tits – full and heavy. They bob as I sit her up. I take my suitcoat off and drape it over her slender shoulders. Nobody ogles what is mine. She is more beautiful than any of the other women I have fucked.
Gwen’s voice is the sweetest sound I have ever heard. She is light as a feather from an angel’s wing as I lift her into my arms. She rests her head on my chest. She fits perfectly. She is petite, only five’4”. Her naked legs are long and sculpted. She smells of fear and freesia. Delicious.
I carry her to my SUV. She is helpless. Sweet. Compliant. Beautiful. Innocent. I will transform this little girl into a woman. She will be even more desirable after I mold her into a perfect Capo’s wife. I will rule Chicago with her at my side. Every man will be envious of me. With Gwen Fielding as my wife, I will be invincible.
I am surprisingly happy she is a virgin. I will be the first and only man to touch her. My cock is hard. I will kill anyone who ever touches her. She is mine.What the fuck? That must be the adrenaline talking.
I set Gwen down on the back seat of my SUV. She is out cold. I readjust my suit coat over her to make sure she is covered and warm.
“Where to, Boss?” My driver asks.
“Zachary Fielding’s mansion. Do you know where it is?”
“Sure. Everybody in Chicago does.”
I climb in the front seat with my driver. My soldiers and bodyguards stay behind to clean up the dead bodies.
My father and his bodyguards are already at the Fielding mansion, babysitting Gwen’s father, Zachary Fielding. I text my father. I call Dr. Gould and tell him to meet us at the Fielding mansion.
My SUV pulls up in front of the Fielding mansion. The modern mansion is a fortress made of concrete structures wrapped in glass and aluminum screens, asymmetric facades, and cantilevered sections which hang over the street. The location is on every Chicago landmark city bus tour. Critics either love it or hate it. Beautiful or a monstrosity. Designed by a famous Chicago architect especially for Zack Fielding. Fielding’s high-tech mansion screams, “I am a fucking billionaire!”
I carry Gwen up the shallow front steps. She is unconscious. Zach Fielding opens the door.
“Bobby, thank God. How is she? Why is she covered in blood?” He asks.
“Not her blood. The men who abducted her are dead. Gwen is passed out either from stress, drugs, or shock. Our doctor is on the way to examine her for any injuries.”
I step inside Fielding’s home. The interior of the modern mansion screams success, wealth, and power. Museum quality artwork. Expensive custom-made furniture. White, grey, and black color scheme. Like my penthouse.
“Let’s take her upstairs to her bedroom.” Zach instructs.
I carry her up a glass and metal curved staircase.
Zach notices my suit coat covering her.
