Zane's hand was holding mine like life depended on it as we exited the hotel. Last nights bullets to still rung in my ears. The event terrified me but I wouldn't let anyone know it.

Every part of me just wants to curl up in a ball and cry about my circumstances. But crying doesn't help anyone. So I hold in my tears and think about the future and how great it could be.

In a blur we were in Zane's car and speeding down the highway. Zane drove for about an hour before he pulled into a county road. A few miles later we drove down a driveway surrounded by trees.

Not very far down the driveway a large 10 foot wall and gate could be seen. Two guards stood outside the gate and as soon as they saw Zane's car they hurried to open it.

After we pulled through, I watched as the large gates closed. Sealing my fate right along with it.

"Were home." He mumbled. As we rounded a curve I watched it appear.

The house was a large 2 story house covered in ivy. The Large windows allowed the light to escape from inside showing the warm decoration.

"Our house?" I asked shakily while stepping out the car.

"Our house." He replying while helping me with my door.

"Woah." I gazed in marvel. he grabbed my hand and started up the steps. I jerk my hand away from his and shoot him a small glare before walking up myself.

It wasn't seconds later I realized the 20 security men behind us following us up the stairs. Zane stole this chance to grab my hand again.

"Put in a show. Remember?" He teased in my ear. He was right so I kept my hand in his, but not before giving his hand a good squeeze.

The thumping of someone trying to get up the stairs faster followed me and I turned to find my security guard in close tow.

"Hello tattle tail." I tease once he's at my side. He doesn't respond instead he turns to Zane.

"I believe it's a custom to carry your bride into your new home." Tattle tail tells Zane.

That's all I needed to hear before I picked up the pace trying to escape Zane but he was too fast. Seconds later he was carrying me bridal style and stepping in the house.

The feeling of being enchanted hit me as soon as we walked in. The house was wonderfully trimmed in gold and brick. Every piece of furniture was placed expertly placed making it feel bigger than it already was.

"How big is this place?" I mumble in awe glancing around.

"Big enough for now" he replied heading into a different room. It wasn't until I was moving with him did I realize he was still carrying me.

"How many bedrooms?" I say sliding down from his grasp on my own 2 feet.

"16 I think." He replied now leading me up the brick stair case. To the left there was a short hallway with a door.

"This is our room." With that he turns the nob and the door swings slowly. "Go ahead." He smirks.

The bedroom in front of me was even larger than my old house put together. The large king size bed was what caught my attention first. Then the couches and the tv perched on the wall.

To the right was a large walk in closet. To my surprise it was already filled with clothes just waiting to be worn.

"I have business to take care of so I'll be out a little while." He says from behind me.

"What do you want to eat?" I rub my arms turning to look him in the eye.

"You won't be doing any cooking or cleaning. I have people here that will do that for you." He insisted.

"I want to help at least."

"That's not necessary." He turned to leave.

"At least once a week." I plead. I couldn't stand it if my freedom to cook was taken.

"Okay, angel." and with that he disappeared.
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2:32am was blinking on the alarm clock while I paced the floor. Zane hasn't came home home yet. Every time I try to sleep all I can do is think of where he is.

I sat on the bed wrapped in a fuzzy blanket just staring out the large window. My stomach was in knots thinking about last night and wondering if somehow the western mafia had gotten to him.

Although I was deep in thought, the opening of a door snapped me out of my trance. Without even looking back I jumped from the bed and headed his direction.

The man before me wasn't what I was expecting. When he left earlier he wore his suit but now he was dressed completely different.

He was in a dark pair of jeans with a few rips in them. The t-shirt he wore was hard to read because of the red stain that seeped through the fabric. The more you looked the more blood you realized on him. It was on his pants, face, shoes, the list goes on.

"Zane?" I whisper coming closer to him.

"Hmm?" He grunts and starts heading for the bathroom. Deciding to let him go I peeled back the blankets to the bed and slipped under the cool sheets.

My head kept telling me something was wrong so I sat up and waited for Zane. Moments later he exited the bathroom. He had taken his shirt off and was heading for the closet when I saw his wound.

"It's getting worse." I state although we both knew it.

"It's fine." He rolls his eyes while exiting the closet with a shirt in hand.

"Come here and let me see it." I order But he doesn't listen. He heads for the bathroom again but then stops.

Ever so slightly he started swaying back and forth before he grabbed onto the wall for support.

I rush to his side and with his arm around my shoulder assist him to the bed.

"You've been working to hard. This cut was going to be fine but whatever you did made it worse. You've lost some blood which is why your getting dizzy. You need to eat and I need to see if I can find something to help this." I stand to go look for bandages and when I do Zane started to sit up.

"I told you, I'm fine. Now leave me alone." He attempt to sit up but I wouldn't let him.

"Zane blade your going to stay right here. If you so much as move I will strap you to the bed." I say while bending over to pick up his bloody shirt he discarded on the floor.

With a glance his direction I scanned his face. All trace of sweet was gone but the cold was gone too. It was replaced with a look I wasn't to fond of; lust.

"I take that back." I crinkle my eyebrows as a deep laugh erupts from his chest.

I leave the room only to return back a few minutes later with a plate of food from the super he missed.

"Eat this, you need some food in your body." I set it on the table next to him and watch as he practically gulps up every bite.

Once he was finished I took the plate back down stairs and washed and put it away before making my journey back to the bedroom.

Zane wasn't on the bed but the shower water running assured he was nearby.

My tired body couldn't hold any more so with a sigh I flopped my body in bed and snuggled in the blankets

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The room was dark but the tiny crack in the curtains showed the moon light shining overhead. The clock was blinking 4:19 am now.

With a huff I turned around to the other side of the bed. A scream escaped my lips when I cam face to face with a sleeping Zane.

...well mostly sleeping...or he was sleeping. Then I screamed. he's not sleeping any more.

"What's the matter!?" He sat up in bed and out of nowhere pulled a pistol and was pointing it around the room.

"What are you doing?!" I whisper yelled at him while maneuvering my body to sit up with him.

"You screamed?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Well I didn't expect you to be next to me." I waved my hand at the pillow his head was just setting on.

"That's why you screamed?" His shoulder relaxed but his cold face didn't. "I told you that one day we would sleep in the same bed. Now get over it it's not like I was even touching you."

"I'll make sure of that." I crinkle my nose and head to the couch.

"Your sleeping on the couch?" His tone unbelievable.

And give up the bed? He must be out of his mind.

"No." I grab the pillows from the couch and then go back to the bed. Placing the couch pillows in between me and him. "Goodnight Zane."

"Yah yah. Just try not to scream again okay?" He pulls the Blankets up over his bare chest and practically cocoons himself into the bed.

"No promises." I scoff but still return back under the covers and attempt to go to sleep.

Attempt.

But I couldn't. Because all my brain could think about was the aggravating man next to me and how I was supposed to live with him for the next two years.

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Self defense....who ever said I needed self defense lessons?

"Get Up angel" he chuckled from beside me. I pull my body off the ground and brace my feet again.

Zane decided I needed to be able to take care of myself and after 5 days all I had was a bruised body and aching back.

Zane slowly started in once more. He never actually hit me, more like taps since he wasn't wearing any gloves.

He grabbed my wrist gently and with the other hand quickly tapped my stomach.

"Protect yourself, angel."  He said for the 1000 time.

"This is pointless. I haven't learned anything." I try and yank my hand from his but his grip is firm.

"You will thank me one day." He let me go but took a step closer. "Hit me."

"Excuse me?"

"Go on you heard me. Hit me anywhere you want." He spread his arms out wide.

A small laugh escaped my lips but I still raised my fist and playfully bumped his chest.

"Harder. It will make you feel better."

"I'm going to hurt you."

"You couldn't do that, angel. Now harder."

"No. I'm done for today."  I back off.

"Fine whatever." And with that he left.

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Almost one month later I hadn't left the house. But today was the day that Zane said I could get out. He didn't tell me what was happening but he said that we were going out and he would explain when he got home.

We had gotten along surprisingly well the last month. We seemed to be able to stand each other a little more. He hasn't mentioned anything so far on the mafia but the constant phone calls that would that ended with him yelling at the person on the other end proved that it wasn't going well.

As if on cue Zane walks in the door. Under his arm is a box and in his hand he gripped a bag along with his phone.

"Here these are for you." He stated dropping the box and bag on the bed.

I didn't even touch them. Whatever is inside those can wait until after I know what is going on.

"You said you were ganna explain." I hop off my spot on the couch and head his direction.

"Your going to want to sit down." He grabbed my shoulders and pushed me until I sat on the bed.

"Just explain." I shove his arms off.

"I-." He stopped and ran a hand through his hair. "I need you."

" For what Zane?" I raise an eyebrow up.

"I need you...to meet your dad. Your biological dad, king of the western mafia." He clarified.

all of my happiness shattered like glass.
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