The cold blooded mafia

it’s for a reason.” “Okay... you could try to be less bossy. A “please” or “thank you” wouldn’t kill you.” “I’ll be more polite next time. This will be an a

rsonal guard from now on, though usually, he’ll be leading a team.” “I need a team of guards?” “I want to keep you safe.” Carter moves a step closer and reaches for her. She steps away from him before she realize what she’s doing, and his hand retract. “Okay. One last thing.” He pulls a phone from his jacket pocket and holds it out to her. “It’s safer to use a new phone on my company line than your old one.” “But i don’t need you to buy me new things. You’re already doing way too much for me.” “I don’t need to, but i want to. Besides, there’s a practical reason for this. Franco Dunvan, the head of the Bertals, has no idea about your involvement yet. Keeping your phone line secure will ensure it takes him a lot longer to figure it out.” Carter holds out the phone again, his usually cold gaze thawing. “Please Janie, it would make me worry less about you.” “Alright if you insist.” Janie takes the phone from Carter and turn it on. “Will you put your number in?” “I already have... as well as Mike’s, if you need help and i’m not around. Janie brings out Carter’s contact info on the phone, nodding. “Got it.” Carter peers at the screen as she edit the name. “Did you just change my name to Big Boss? With a wolf emoji?” “I’m trying to be discreet in case anyone takes my phone. And your eyes reminds me of a wolf’s.” Janie glances up and flushes at the way his gaze is locked on her. “Feral? Hungry?” “I was thinking more powerful.” “Because of my role in the Mauricio family?” “Because of who you are. You’re powerful all on your own Carter.” His voice drops into something soft and silky. “I’m hungry too.“ The air between them feels suddenly charged. “Janie...” This time, when Carter steps closer, she doesn’t move away. He slides a hand around the back of her neck and tangles his fingers in her hair. “Carter?” He pres