CHAPTER FOUR

MAXIMILIAN POV

That was almost perfect, only my heart hurt a little when tears covered her eyes when she was thrown out of the bar, but it was working out better for me.

I wanted to ask the manager to just fire her and I would find a reason to speak with her and make an offer to her but she did it on her own.

“Her clumsy ass placed herself in my own arms” I mutter to myself

“Are you okay?” Javier raises a brow at me.

“I have to go change these trousers,” I say quickly to catch up with her outside before she disappears and I can't find her.

I step out into the dark the streets which are crawling with homeless men and women, “fuck” I whisper to myself turning the other way and I spot her enter an alleyway I'm too familiar with.

I immediately follow behind her, my guards following behind me, I stop them, if I'm going to approach her I'm not going to make it look like some threat.

I enter the alley and I don’t spot her, the space is dark with a few fires lit with homeless men huddled up, they share looks, eyes yellow and filled with greed as they watch me, but in twice their size and covered with tattoos, my gang tattoos, that's enough to keep them away.

“Stop!! Leave me alone!!” I hear a scream from the alley on my left

My feet are fast and my heart drums in my chest, tasting blood in my mouth already if someone hurts her.

“Leave me alone!!!”

“Aaaaahhhhh” I hear her scream again and I reach the entrance of the alley.

She's pushed to the ground by four grown men, shock in her eyes

“What’s a fatty like you doing on the streets uh? Did your daddy disown you?” the one in the middle kicks her leg the others laughing

“Yeah that's not happening on my watch” I walk forward quietly walking towards them, I tap the one in the middle.

“You might want to stop that” I place my hands behind my back.

Her scared and panic-filled eyes turn to me “Max..” she says the words halting in her throat

Now that's enough to turn me on, to beat the men in front of me just to save her from them.

“And who are you big boy?” they turn around the one in the middle coming forward.

My hands reach into the back of my shirt pulling out a silver pistol, my fingers slide across the gun smoothly, “Do I need to speak twice?” I raise a finger at their scared faces

“Won’t risk it for this fatty” he says and they scram before I can hit him.

My eyes move to Giana’s, I don't understand what is everyone's definition of a hot woman but she's the most gorgeous definition of a woman I can describe for a man, like me.

“Here” I tuck the gun behind my back reaching my hands out to touch hers but she pulls back fear on her face.

“I think you have to trust me here, I just saved you,” I say a brow raised at her

“Someone just recently told me not to trust anyone” she whispers her tone low and scared.

“I'm not just anyone am I?” I raise a brow at her, her fingers gently fixed between my knuckles, I pull her up to her feet and she's stained in mud and dirt from head to toe, u remember the kick in her leg?

“Are you okay?” I turn my head down to point at where the homeless man kicked her.

“I’m fine” she nods reassuringly, “Thank you” her arms go around her body protectively, “I’m sorry for earlier too”

“It’s fine, let's get you cleaned up and comfortable” I point at the exit of the alley, “I'll assume you've not had dinner.”

She stands at first, her eyes filled with panic as they meet mine, “you will be fine, trust me” I say my voice low and reassuring, I grab her fingers gently leading her outside, my guards find me easily with the cars and I fix her into the car.

Her palm tapping on her knees nervously as we travel in the car.

“You should calm down, I’m not going to hurt you,” I say turning back to the window, soon we reach one of my apartment penthouse

Her eyes move up gulping air right after.

“You should have a bath, I will ask the maids to bring you some clothes, and the chef will start on something what do you want to eat?” I say after directing her to a spare bedroom

She stands in silence in the middle of the room, shock written all over her face at my sudden help, “Thank you Sir” she says

“It's Maximilian to you Giana” I call out shutting the door after her.

A while later she comes downstairs, her body wrapped in a matching pajama set, she's covered from head to toe but still, the most seductive person to walk the planet, I take a sip of my wine watching her enter the kitchen and seating on the dining chair across me.

“Here,” I say pointing to the chair.

In shock she stands up and takes a sit beside me, the chef starts serving dinner and I notice one thing quickly, she knows how to use her cutleries really well.

“So tell me Giana where you actually disowned?” I raise a brow at her

“No,” she says quickly, “my parents are dead” she mutters her eyes moving down in sadness

“I'm sorry for bringing them up, I didn't know it was a soft topic for you,” I say watching her face

I have an offer for you Giana” I say my voice low and steady, ready to put my plan into action.

“I don’t want to do anything illegal,” she says abruptly turning to me with sharp eyes.

“Completely legal” I mutter pushing her plate to her side and placing a contract in front of her.

“Marriage contract between Maximilian North and Giana Marino” she reads out her shocking eyes rising to meet me.

“Giana, I want you to marry me” I whisper in the dining, the candles the only thing reflecting our faces to each other.