Page 70 of My Broken Bodyguard 3: Catch & Bianca

I didn’t think this was the time to tell the man my family was deep in the mafia life. And that my family was wealthy. I wasn’t lying about receiving generous payments for the government jobs I performed. Those payments only made me wealthier.

His brows rose. “Are you in special ops?”

“Yes, sir. I’m a sniper. I can hit a target at almost any altitude,” I replied, bringing the glass to my lips.

“Thank you for your service, Catch,” he said with a straight face.

“Sir, you’re welcome. It was an honor to serve my country. The Marine Corps taught me invaluable skills.”

In particular, how to kill a person and make the body disappear without a trace.

“Why do you find it suitable to murder for my daughter?” he asked.

It felt like he saw me as a murderer than a man protecting his daughter.

“I assure you; Mr. Landry, I only handle problems that leave ugly stains on the planet.” I twirled the tumbler on the desk slowly.

“What would you say if I told you a man blackmailed a woman? Told her if she didn’t do what he asked of her, then her brother would lose his shiny internship.” It really wasn’t a question. I was just making a point.

“This man asked her to carry out ill-suited acts for him and his friends. She didn’t want her brother to return to their crime ridden neighborhood.” I ground my teeth together. Just talking about those assholes made me want to kill them all over again.

“The deplorable actions of men who throw their power around to get what they want from a woman are unforgivable.Those kinds of men don’t get to walk this earth anymore.” I stated, holding his shocked gaze. “Would you agree?”

“Are you insinuating a man asked my daughter to carry out sexual acts?”

“I’m confirming if anyone hurts Bianca in such a vile manner, they won’t be able to hurt her again.” I brought the tumbler to my lips and gulped the harsh liquid.

“You can ponder on that another time. Let’s talk about something joyous. Mr. Landry, in the short time I’ve known Bianca Landry, she’s stolen my heart. I love seeing her face every day. And knowing I’m the man protecting that woman...” Gives me a hard-on. Of course, I couldn’t say that.

“...makes me a happy man. We’ve been getting to know each other for the last month. Bianca makes my heart skip a beat. Whenever we’re in the same room together, I can’t help but smile at my bombshell. I love her deeply.”

Sitting up straight, I lifted my chin. “Mr. Landry, I’d like your blessing to marry your daughter.”

I knew asking for his blessing was the right thing to do. However, if he refused to give his blessing, I’d still marry Bianca.

Her father’s eyes widened, and he sat back in his chair.

Silence fell over the room.

“Have your parents met Bianca?”

“No, my parents live in New Jersey. She’ll speak with them soon.”

He nodded. “I noticed the way she looked at you. I hadn’t known another man to make my daughter smile like that.”

And you never fucking will.

It was getting really hard to hold my tongue.

He stood and stretched his hand across the desk. I rose to my feet, placing my hand in his.

“You have my blessing, Catch.” He smiled.

A huge grin curled my lips. “Thank you, sir.”

“I plan to ask her very soon,” I stated as I released his hand.

“Let’s celebrate. Would you like a Cuban cigar?” I reached into my cargo pocket.

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