Chosen By The Mafia by Nina Daniel (funny books to read .txt) 📗

“What’s your name, Sir?” I asked the butler who had his eyes continuously lowered,

“Ma-Malady, I pardon if that is me?” he formally asked,

“Yes of course, that’s you,” I replied with the same tone,

“That is Pablo, Malady,” he enlightened me

“Pablo, if you mind, can I get a minute to speak with Nicolas in private,” I said in a slight Armando’s tone. I wondered that if I’m known as his lady, then how would they react to my unfriendly behavior, maybe, they’ll complain to Armando about it.

“Por supuesto malady,” he said yes in Spanish and left in a wink. Leaving me and Nicolas alone as per my request.

“Um- you can sit with me,” I said with sweaty palms while pointing my hand towards the seat opposite of me, “I’m fine this way ma’am,” he resentfully rejected my offer, “But I insist, I need to speak a few words with you” I kept my tone professional this time

His brownish buttons first eyed me then gave a pensive time to think about my offer. Without any further delay, he gracefully made his ways to my opposite seat while I took a mouthful bite in.

I finished my bite and stated, “while coming back to my room I was fighting with a thought that why did he choose you for my surveillance,” I asked him in a monotone

He first smiled, “Because I can protect you,” he said in his deep voice with eyes locked on my face and the same still smile. For some reason, I was flabbergasted, I didn’t expect this kind of manner from him. I felt like my inner self was dancing on his words.

The way his eyes were fighting with my gaze compelling me to find his real intentions. His eyes spoke a dissimilar purpose of his arrival like he has a motive to accomplish which somehow includes me, I took a time to come back to reality

“Why you?” I inspected softly

“I saved Armando’s life and he trusts me,” he briefly explained, casually saying Armando’s name on which I furrowed. I was beyond shocked that he called him by his name because no one under him can call his name, they call him master. I became more suspicious,

“Can I know about you? I mean what is your life, family, goals, etc” I asked him informally. How he replied was not I was expecting

“Armando knows me and it’s enough,” and that kind of a reply was a slap on my face

“But you are my bodyguard and so I need to know what type of a man is trying to guard me,” I blatantly blurted out

“You are being protected by a divorcee who is military trained,” he said, pressing his words to indicate to me speak less. He didn’t want me to interrogate him,

“And?” I was just being Lana; which meant stubborn. I threw an indirect question on his face while sipping my coke

“And you’re safe when I’m around,” there I choked on my coke, It took me a while to get back to normality, should I take it as flirting?, my frown got deeper as I gained a heavy feeling inside me, I caught this as a double-meaning

“I’m destined to shield you with my life,” he said this in his defense.

The way he conveyed his mysterious message with a steely look, it confirmed to me that he has reasons behind all of it, he’s on a mission.

“Maybe Armando hired him to kill me and he’s trying to gain my trust,” a single doubt crushed my happy mood in a second