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Chapter 3

Author: Leah Al
last update Last Updated: 2025-02-22 18:28:49

Erico’s POV

“She’s smart but can’t control her mouth.” I said looking at Angelo, one of our men. 

"But she is trained. She can fight." He replied looking at the laptop in front of him. 

"The big boss put this plan so you can gain the trust of Antonio Romano." Angelo said while accessing the cameras of Antonio's villa. "You have to go back down there." He said and I nodded.

I went back to the banquet and saw her dancing with Raffaele's son. I approached them and when it was time to change I took her hand and danced with her. She couldn't keep quiet. 

After our short conversation, I ingnored her and kept dancing as the music stopped. 

It was time now for our little show, as the announcer was talking I gave Angelo a sign. He immediately went into action, and he heard the gunshots. 

She started running smartly and I knew that it was my chance. I had to lock her here. 

"Angelo aim next to her." I said and the gunshots were mainly aimed at her. Her father was out watching from the window, wanting to come in, but was stopped by Matteo who was ready to come in. 

I ran towards her and tried to grab her, but she was fast. Damn how hard is it to grab this girl. I started to get irritated, as my first mission have to be successful. 

"Bianca!" She was disrtacted by Matteo calling her name and I smirked as it was now my chance. 

I jumped at her shielding her with my body as the gunshot continued raining at us. I felt a bullet piercing my back. That fucker Vin it was all his plan. At least he could have given me heads up that I would get shot. 

When the bullets stopped I got up grunting under my breath.

She looked around her before getting up, ignoring my hand. She looked at the blood on the floor and turned back to look at me with wide eyes. 

"Shit you have been shot!" She exclaimed turnning around to look at my back. 

"It's nothing." I replied. 

"You have to come with us so we could inspect it." I smirked. 

Going to the Romano's mansion. 

Bianca's POV 

"Dad." I exclaimed running towards him. He gave me a small hug and turned back towards Alessandro.

"Thanks for saving Bianca." He said. 

We got into our cars while I put my jacket on his back to control the bleeding. 

Alessandro was sitting a little hunched, but he wasn't grunting from the pain or anything. 

"Bianca we have to talk about Matteo." Dad said putting his phone aside and looking straight into my eyes. 

Alessandro looked bored ready to get out of the car as soon as possible.

"Dad I don't want to marry him. He only wants to take your place." I rolled my eyes.

"That's what you think Bianca. This world is bigger than what goes in your little head." He snapped and I kept quiet. 

Once we arrived to the mansion, the family's doctor was waiting for us at the entrance. I tried to help Alessandro but he avoided me. I rolled my eyes and walked next to him towards the guest's room. 

He removed my jacket, and tried to pull his shirt but it was impossible for him as it was sticky with blood. He kept his features unfazed. 

I took the scissors and started cutting his shirt so we could remove it. His chieseld back came into view and I shivered as mt fingers touched his bloody back.

"Miss Bianca can you move." The doctor said and I nodded. 

I moved to the corner and watched as the doctor pulled the bullet from his back. I wasn't a fatal wound, I knew that. I was experienced with wounds. 

"I will now close the wound, it will sting a bit." The doctor said and Alessandro nodded curtly. 

"Bianca your dad wants to see you." Clara said and I locked eyes with Alessandro's brown ones. 

I turned my head and followed her outside, towards my dad's office. I heard talking and I knew he wasn't alone. I just hope it wasn't who I dread was inside. 

I opened the door and entered the office, and thankfully it was just dad's men. They were all sitting in front of his desk and they looked at me. 

"Bianca come in." I walked slowly under their watchful eyes.

"What is the matter?" I asked standing in the middle of the crowd.

"I found the perfect bodyguard for you Bianca." Dad said smirking. 

He knows how much I hate being followed, and he is still searching for a follower to stay with me. 

"Dad I can take good care of myself and you know that." I snapped.

"Watch your tone with me young lady." He said glaring at me and I backed away a little. I was intimidated by him even if he was my father. Although he never laid a hand on me, he can punish me still. 

"And who will it be?" I asked.

"Alessandro. That man that saved you."

" But if I wasn't distracted by Matteo I would have gotten out with no obstacle." I tried to argue with him but the look in his eyes made shut up.

"Bianca my decision is final." He yelled and I turned out to leave. 

Alessandro was standing by the door looking at the scene with bored eyes. Did my dad talk to him about the bodyguard position? 

"I was just telling Bianca about you becoming her bodyguard." Dad addressed Alessandro. I saw a small smirk on his face. 

Well shit. What am I getting myself into. 

"But first, you have to pass a test." One of my dad's men said. 

"Let him heal." Dad said dismissing everyone, following them out. 

"Talk to her." He said to Alessandro and left closing the door. 

"Well hello again, princess." Alessandro said walking slowly towards me like a predator. 

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