4: Price And Loyalty

~Ethan John~

It was past midnight and I had sent the pictures I took of Dante’s associates to Mr. Vince, he wasn’t happy that I was not able to capture Dante’s face, since he was the main person we were after, I told him not to worry, there is still more time to do that.

“Don’t worry, Mr. Vince. I will get his face soon. I have already learned about two of their hideouts, and I’m working on uncovering more. Also, just so you know, Dante’s younger than most think, he’s not as old as people assume. I’ll keep you posted.”

I read the message I sent before deleting it, and just as I was settling in bed to go back to sleep, I heard voices from the opposite door. It was Dante’s room, I quickly stood up moved closer to the door and I strained my ears to listen.

Luca’s voice came first, sharp and filled with irritation.

“You shouldn’t have let him follow us, boss. I don’t trust him. He’s too curious for his own good.”

I could hear Dante’s calm response, though it was laced with authority. “I know what I’m doing. Don’t question me, Luca.”

There was a long pause, and then I heard the door to Dante’s room open. I panicked and quickly rushed back to my bed, trying to act as if I hadn’t been listening.

*

The sun almost blinding made me open my eyes, I had no recollection of falling asleep, but I must have drifted off in the midst of all my thoughts. I could hear Dante barking orders downstairs. My mind immediately went into overdrive, wondering what was going on.

I got out of bed and made my way down to the sitting room. As soon as I entered, I saw Dante, his face clouded with frustration. I noticed his men were all moving around, either preparing for something or dealing with the fallout of whatever had just happened.

I watched as Dante grabbed his phone, and began yelling in Italian. The words rushed out, clipped and furious, though I couldn’t fully understand them. But the anger was unmistakable.

“Come cazzo hai fatto a farti prendere dalla polizia?! E le merci che valgono miliardi! Come hai fatto a rovinare tutto?!”

“How the hell did you let the police catch you?! And the goods are worth billions! How did you screw this up?!”

I knew from the venom in his voice that this wasn’t something small. Whatever had happened had turned into a disaster for Dante, and I could tell it was personal. His usual control was slipping, and he was furious. The phone call ended with him throwing the device down with enough force to make it clatter against the marble table.

“Get the men together. We’re heading to the port.” He said to Luca as he strapped his gun to his waist.

I watched as they all went out and I quickly grabbed my first aid kit following behind, I watched as Dante got into the car and they moved, so I approached the last car and one of Dante’s men stepped in front of me, blocking my path. His hand went to his gun as he sized me up.

“What are you doing?” he asked gruffly.

I didn’t hesitate. “I’m the doctor. I need to be with him. You never know when someone might need medical attention. I have seen the way things go down here. You don’t want to take chances.”

The man’s eyes narrowed, but he seemed to think it over for a moment before he gave a curt nod and stepped aside. I could feel the eyes of everyone on me as I climbed into the backseat of the car.

The car finally stopped and from the rear mirror, I could see Dante and Luca walking towards a building in the port station, not long after I heard the sound of gunfire erupting from inside the warehouse. My blood ran cold. I immediately rushed out of the car, panic rising in my chest as I sprinted toward the building just like the rest of the members.

Through the open doors, I could see the chaos. Dante, Luca, and their men were running for cover, returning fire as the police poured in. It was a trap, a plan to bring Dante down, and he had walked right into it.

I looked around as I searched for Dante, my heart pounded loudly as I saw him go down and blood oozing from his chest, a gasp escaped my lips, I watched in horror as another bullet hit his arm and he groaned.

“Boss!” Luca yelled, rushing toward him, but before he could get close, he was shot in the leg.

Without thinking, I ran toward Dante, I dropped to my knees and tried to help him up, his breathing was rasped, and even though he was badly injured, he held still and made no sound.

“We have to get you out of here,” I muttered under my breath trying to carry him up.

The men rushed followed as they helped him and Luca toward the van, and I followed, my heart still pounding. The gunfire continued to echo in the distance while I tended to him. “Stop the blood doctor!” One of his men yelled, I had nothing to stop the blood and all I could do was remove my jacket and cover his chest with it.

Once we were back at the mansion, Dante was settled on the bed while I began treating him, he looked pale barely slipping in and out of consciousness.

“What were you doing there?” he asked, his breath hot against my skin.

“I’m your physician,” I said quickly. “I need to be with you always in case of emergency.”

Without a warning he suddenly pulled me closer, his breath fanning my ear causing an electrifying sensation to travel all over my body, it felt suffocating and for a moment I thought I was going to faint, even in his vulnerable state, he was still overpowering.

“I have my eyes on you,” he whispered, his lips brushing against my skin, sending shivers down my spine, immediately I felt my dick jolt to life and I tried to ignore it. “You might look ordinary, but you don’t seem ordinary. Don’t do anything stupid, Ethan, or you will regret it.”

I swallowed hard and he pushed me away suddenly, his strength surprising me even in his injured state. “Now, treat me,” he ordered.