Anitta's POV
For once I thought that my life could be completed by a man who would finally save my family and be able to help me with a good job and a sustainable amount of money. I guess not. Now, after one year, I would have to keep finding jobs that could allow me to pay for our living. I guess I could not keep it up. Right now, I have realized myself that I signed up for a fake girlfriend's job which would result from me quite an amount of money but it's not enough for both of us to be able to survive in the long term. Even worse, I have to attend events with the guy in front of everybody who I don't know of and I am sure I would be a hell of an embarrassment for him.
Why would he want me to be his fake girlfriend? He has thousands of other girls to choose from and yet he wants me.
Maybe he had dug up my past and saw what was left for me to pay. The thought gave me chills down my spine. If my past wasn't a horrible past, a past that I wish even Rosie wasn't a part of. Rosie didn't know this and if anyone would know about my past, it would be between me and them only. I have decided to raise Rosie in a world where good things could happen and that she must know about it.
This made me feel bad about myself. I have lied to Rosie that our parents died in a car crash, not wanting her to know about her father killing her mother in front of her older sister. It was all the past but I know the little girl would be mad if I keep something out of her life.
Oh please help me now.
Jared's POV
After the heated discussion with Anitta, I need something to cool myself so I head over to the mafia's main quarters where our gang lies. To be honest, I need a distraction. Hell, Anitta is a very attractive girl but I wouldn't want to give her my everything just because she would use it. I don't know why I feel this but when I see her, I just want to hold her in my arms and protect her. Just where she would be.
Reaching the basement of the quarter, I realized I have to let my frustration go so I decided to have a work out in the boxing area. Just then, Marcus came and gave me details on the people who are being held inside the dark rooms. They crossed our borders and now they are going to pay. I heard 5 gunshots and another 10, all being executed by my guards. Don't get me wrong, we don't kill innocent people, we kill the ones who were being ruthless to us and the ones who touched the wrong gang. I felt that something was off today. It didn't feel right at all.
"Boss, we need your confirmation to take over the land in Greenwald," one of my assistants called out.
"You got the confirmation, do it." He got the approval, nodded and went to do the job. Little did I know that my pretty little PA is living in Greenwald.