My boxing Angel

Chapter 3

~Jasmine~

"I think you should let go of my angel." A dark voice spoke gruffly from behind me. The hairs on the back of my neck stand up and I mentally curse at my body's reaction to only his voice. I open my eyes and let out a sigh of relief.

My angel…

Angel… I remember that name, Vincenzo called me that the first time we met. I thought he confused me with someone else, but when I asked around, they told me they didn’t know anyone named Angel. His brothers were also a dead end, telling me that Vincenzo has not been dating that much and that they had never met someone named Angel. So, the question is… is it a nickname? And is it for me?

"You...you're Vincenzo D’Angelo" stutters the guy as he just stares at Vincenzo. His grip starts to loosen on me, which I take advantage of, to quickly wiggle out of his embrace. The guy doesn't seem to notice as he continues to be fascinated with Vincenzo, I roll my eyes at his reaction. I quickly walk over to Vincenzo and beg him to get this guy away from me with my pleading eyes.

"Then you'll know how a guy ends up when he meets my fist" Vincenzo growls the words, he wastes no time and places a hand on my waist and pushes me against his side, just to prove his point that we are dating.

"Is this your girl?" he asks him while looking from Vincenzo to me a few times. "I... I didn't know dude" he coughs raising his hands in surrender and avoiding Vincenzo’s burning stare.

"How about you go away and stop harassing my girl?" Vincenzo says with a smirk and I couldn't help but let a small smile creep across my face as I watched the way this big man who just a minute ago was harassing me, rushes out of Vincenzo’s sight.

"You can stop leaning on me now" Vincenzo’s rough voice makes my smile disappear and I look up to see a frown on his face. I roll my eyes and push him away from me as I smack his hand off my waist with a slap. I give him another angry glare and start to walk away.

I feel a hand wrap around my arm and roughly pull me back. I look up and see Vincenzo’s light brown eyes. "Aren't you forgetting something?" he asks and I look at him with narrowed eyes. I squirm in his grip, trying to wriggle free of him, but with no luck.

"Let go of me," I hiss at him, but he lets out a deep laugh that makes me feel butterflies in my stomach. Who knew he could do that? I mean laugh, I thought he didn't do that anymore. He even has two dimples on his face and they are beautiful.

"I think I deserve a kiss for my chivalrous actions," I let out a snort at his comment, but he just smiles at me with his perfect teeth.

"Do you ask for a kiss every time you save a girl?". I ask him with narrowed eyes.

Vincenzo tilts his head towards mine and I startle, I avert my gaze and move a little away from him. "No... only with girls that look like you," he whispers in my ear.

"What?" I questioned suddenly feeling up in the air. But instead of answering my question, he lets go of my arms and looks at me with a devilish grin on his face. Once his hands were off my body, I seemed to control myself. "Asshole" I mutter under my breath and start walking in the opposite direction of Vincenzo.

"Where do you think you're going?" Vincenzo grabs my arm again and pulls me into his broad chest.

"To dance," I tell him with annoyance.

"I don't think so" before I could say anything else he pulls me behind him and starts walking towards the VIP section. The guard looks at me with curious eyes and I hide behind Vincenzo, looking for some sort of comfort, not like Vincenzo could give it to me.

"What you got there Enzo?" questioned Joaquin to his brother, trying to sneak a glance at me. Vincenzo gently nudged me from his back and Elias was the first to smile at the sight of me.

"But if it isn't the beautiful Jasmine," he says with a smile and gave me a kiss on the cheek. Elias has always been the kindest and most loving brother to me. "Came to take pictures of me?" he asked as he flexed his muscles and I laughed at him.

"Sorry Elias, but I don't have my camera with me," I tell him, and he frowns at my words.

"Rafael check her arms, some guy was harassing her and holding her tightly" Vincenzo spoke authoritatively to his brother as he slumped down on one of the couches. Rafael stood up and pulled me towards a chair. What is it with these brothers pulling me to wherever they want?

"Are you okay?" Joaquin asked me and I nodded with a small smile.

"Thanks again for saving me Vincenzo," I spoke softly to him, his eyes found mine, but he quickly averted them and starts typing on his phone.

"There is no “again”, this is the first time you've ever thanked me," he said with a nod, and I roll my eyes at him.

"Okay then, thank you," I say with a forced smile.

"Whatever" he mumbles as he continues to type on his phone.

"Don't mind him, he's just more pissed off than usual" I laugh at Rafael's words as he continues to check my arm. "It looks like the guy didn't leave any physical injuries, but you should take a few cold showers for the next few days, just to make sure" Rafael informs me with a smile, and I thank him. “Now how about a drink to help you forget?”

“No thanks, I think I prefer to get back to my house,” I tell them when I see the hour on my phone. “But thank you for everything”. I sincerely tell the guys and they all smiled at me, well except for Vincenzo.

“If you say so but can you at least text us when you get home,” Elias instructed as he takes out his hand, gesturing for me to give him my phone. I eye his hand but give in with a smile.

“If all you guys ever wanted was my number, you could have just asked without putting on the worried act,” I tell them smugly and Rafael chuckles at my words.

“I like her more and more every day” Joaquin is the first to speak.

“We should keep her. Apart from taking amazing photos, she has a smart mouth on her” Rafael says, looking at me amazed, as if I was some mystical creature that’s rare to find.

“No one is keeping no one, let her get back to her house.” Vincenzo scolded his brothers, looking at them sterling.

“Grumpy pants” Elias mumbles under his breath but we all manage to hear it.