Page 85 of Mob Queen

I tap Rome’s thigh several times. “You have my word. She won’t be hurt.”

“I want to take her to the store.”

“No fucking chance you’re going on your own with her. Although I’ve given you my word I won’t hurt her, that’s not to say someone else won’t.”

“I know.” Rome gulps as he stares at me. “I want a full team assigned to her too.”

Fuck, he’s got it bad. “A full team?”

“Wherever she goes, I want men with her.”

“Jesus, Rome.”

“I’ve asked you for nothing, Frankie.”

“The fucking guilt trip doesn’t work with me. But she can have three men.”

“Five. Two with her all the time when she leaves the house, and three to hang back and be back-up.”

“She’s better protected than the fucking president.” Rome smirks. “Or me.”

“You know how to fight, and you wouldn’t hesitate in pulling the trigger. I don’t think Elena has ever been in that position in her life.”

I snicker and shake my head. “You have no idea what a woman would do if we had to. Your girl included.”

“She’s too soft for violence.”

“She’s going to be a mother soon, and I can tell you already that she’d lay her life down for that child.”

“I like how she always puts her hand on her stomach protectively.” He’s noticed. “And I want to protect her.”

“You need to find out how she got pregnant. I know her father killed that man who knocked her up, but I don’t want anyone showing up and thinking they have a claim on her kid. I need to know what – if anything – is coming.”

The door opens just as Rome stands. G furrows his brows and tilts his head to the side. “Did I miss something?”

“Rome has a hard-on for the girl.”

“Really?” Rome grumbles.

“He does?” G asks.

“Five men for the girl.”

“Five?” G asks. “Who the hell is she? Queen of the fucking East?”

I laugh and look to G. “Rome wants a team of five.”

G looks to Rome and shakes his head. “She better have a golden fucking pussy for five of my men.”

“Hey,” Rome says with irritation.

I laugh and open my laptop. “If you two want to take it outside, then go ahead.”

G grumbles as he walks out of my office, “Five fucking men. What the fuck is going on here?”

I look to Rome who’s now sitting at his desk. “All I can say is she’d better be worth it. Because if she screws us over, she’ll be dead, and you’ll be hurt.”

“I’ve never felt like this before, Frank. It hit me like nothing I’ve ever experienced. I just know she’s important to me.”

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