Page 34 of My best friends little sister

Today is the day. The day of our big shipment.

Its currently 9pm and I'm waiting for Sullivan to arrive to stay with angelica.

After her almost fucking dying and stabbing someone in the face last time, i think she needs some extra security.

Considering how big this shipment is I would not be surprised if anyone tried anything here or at the dock.

I stand behind the kitchen counter, prepping dinner for angelica.

I look over to her in the living room. Shes laying across the large couch quietly reading a book.

Her glasses sliding down her nose every now and then causing her to push them back up.

Reminder to get those fitted better for her

The doorbell rings and I walk over to it swiftly grabbing my gun. I open the door to see Sullivan, holding a small bouquet of flowers. White tulips to be exact. ''Sully. Come in'' I gesture for him to enter and step aside. He walks in with a polite nod and kicks off his shoes.

Angel peeks up from the couch, instantly smiling as she sees sully. ''Sully!'' she jumps from the couch, rushing over to him and pulling him into a bone crushing hug. They see each other almost daily but its mostly small interactions, general greetings.

I grab my jacket and my gun and head towards the door, stopping by angel swiftly on the way out. ''I love you. Ill be home soon'' I say, planting a kiss on the top of her head before leaving.

Once I arrive at the safehouse, I walk inside, being greeted by my men who are preparing their gear. I notice Ivan and Mateo standing by the bar area and I stride over to them, only to be stopped in my tracks by a figure in front of me.

Stephanie. A casual hook up that I made one too many times.

She was a frequent call when i needed a release.

Shes standing in front of me, her body barely covered in a latex jumpsuit with multiple large cut outs.

I internally cringe at the sight of her.

She is aware this could get messy right? Its not a strip club.

I roll my eyes and walk to the bar before she can say another word.

Mateo looks at me, still pissed like he wants to blow my brains out.

''What was that about?'' Ivan says putting his phone in his back pocket.

''Someone clearly didn't get the message about angelica, thats for sure'' I roll my eyes again as he laughs.

Everything was going smoothly, too smoothly. We had no issues with offloading the container into our vans when I really expected something to go wrong. Just as we finished up and everything was going great the air fills with gunshots. Bodies flop to the floor almost instantly. Shit

I stick beside Ivan and Mateo, taking cover behind a container. ''Do we know who this is?'' I say as I jump out shooting a few rounds and ducking behind it again. ''Giovanni'' Ivan say as he hands me ammo to reload. Giovanni, fucking great.

I fall to my knees holding my arm, inspecting the wound. Its just a graze thank god. ''You good?'' I nod and stand up again, reloading my gun.

A few minutes pass and the shooting dies down, quickly coming to a complete stop. ''Boys. We meet again'' I hear his sick fucking voice behind us. Its almost like hes teasing us, like this is all a game to him.

We all turn slowly to come face to face with Giovanni. Men surround him holding their guns steady, pointed at our heads. We do the same, not one of us daring to lower their gun.

He wants angelica. Thats what hes wanted this whole time and I refuse, for obvious reasons. Not only is she fucking mine but even if she wasn't I would not let him take her. I know what he would do to her. The torture he would put her through for years until he kills her or she does it herself.

Hes right. I am the reason for angel being in danger. Being with me makes her a target. I would do anything to protect her, I would fucking die for her, but maybe that causes more trouble than its worth.

If I let my guard down, if I worry constantly about the bigger things to protect her from, she may just slip out from under me by something much smaller. I wont let that happen...I cant

He turns on his heel and walks away, his men trailing behind him. I let out the breath that I didn't even know I was holding and turn to Ivan and Mateo. Both of them frozen in place, pissed as hell, but Mateo catches my attention more.

His eye is twitching, his jaw is locked shut and his nostrils flaring up. His grip on his gun still firm, pointing it to where vanni was standing. ''Mateo'' I say trying to snap him out of it but he doesnt.

I grip his shoulders and shake him, snapping him out of his trance ''Mateo!!'' he lowers his gun and shakes his head quickly.

I say nothing and begin to walk towards one of the vans, both Ivan and Mateo doing the same.

I drive in silence. Nothing but my thoughts, and not very good ones.

Maybe...just maybe angelica would be safer if we weren't together.

She wouldn't be a target, at least not as big of a target.

She could get her own place, live her life happy and carefree.

She wouldn't have to worry about getting hurt or killed.

Fuck I wouldn't have to worry about her being hurt or killed.

I would know she was safe in her home, untouchable to anyone from my world.

Before I know it I'm at the safehouse, pulling into the loading bay. I dont bother to help unload. I'm the fucking boss, theyre the ones being paid to do that. I walk to my office and slump down into the chair, my head in my hands.

Ivan and Mateo walk into the room, shutting and locking the door behind them. ''Dante what the fuck is going on? You were silent the entire ride'' I dont look up at them. I cant.

Both of them look at me in shock, looking at each other and then looking back to me ''wait what? Why?''

They stay quiet, almost like they know I'm right. They know this is the right thing to do and that just makes it feel so much worse. I stand from my desk and walk towards the door, unlocking it and pushing past them both. They dont stop me.

I make my way to my car and drive back home, spending the whole time thinking about angelica and her reaction.

I cant tell her the real reason I'm doing this.

She cant know the details of the situation, ever.

This needs to be genuine for it to work, for it to keep her safe.

Thats what I'm doing. Keeping her safe. So why does it hurt so fucking bad.

I pull up to the house and park. I dont get out immediately. I just sit there staring at the house, knowing exactly whats about to go down. I dont think I can bare seeing her cry. I wont be able to handle not being able to hold her close to me.

I sigh and exit the car, walking up to the front door. A shaky breath leaves my lips as I open the door, fully expecting to be greeted by angelica, but all I see is sully and the cat sat on the couch. ''Boss. Welcome back''