Honor (Made Book 1) by Melissa Ellen

Author:Melissa Ellen [Ellen, Melissa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Honey Bee Publishing, LLC
Published: 2019-03-18T18:30:00+00:00

11

Lena

Mario held the rear passenger door open for me as I tucked myself into the back. After closing it, he rounded the hood, climbing into the driver’s seat. Neither of us said a word as he steered the car out of the garage, taking a right onto the one-way street.

“Where to?” he finally asked.

I snorted a humorless laugh. “I don’t know. I hadn’t anywhere to be.”

His eyes locked on mine in the rear-view mirror, mischief dancing in them.

I rolled my eyes and grinned, tossing my purse into the front seat, then unbuckled my seat belt.

“What are you doing?” His eyebrows lifted as he glanced between the road and mirror.

“I’m not sitting back here,” I responded, slipping off my heels and hiking up my skirt before climbing over the center console.

I grunted, falling clumsily into the front seat beside him. He chuckled, and I smacked his shoulder playfully as I righted myself. He pinched my side in retaliation. I laughed, flinching away from him.

Finding the silver lining, I decided maybe having him as my bodyguard was an answer to my prayers. At least this way, we could spend time together with little suspicion, and it meant my father wouldn’t be forcing him to do his illegal dealings or worse, kill someone else.

Mario pulled the car into a parking garage near the Met. “Power off your phone and dismantle it,” he ordered as he maneuvered into a space.

I did what I was told and placed all the parts back in my purse.

He glanced at the ring on my finger. “Take it off.”

I slid the ring from my finger, opening my purse again.

“No,” he said, stopping me. He held out his hand and I placed it in his palm. He opened the middle console. My eyes drifted to the gun inside as he placed the ring beside it. He closed the lid and reached for the door handle. “Let’s go.”

“Where are we going?” I asked as soon as he opened the door.

“You’ll see.”

“Mario, wait.” I latched onto his bicep. “My father, Lorenzo…they’ll have questions when I get home.”

“We’ll tell them you spent the day staring at art and your phone died.”

I nodded and he got out, walking around to my side of the car as I put my shoes back on. He opened my door and gave me his hand, helping me out of the car. He didn’t release me as he walked us through the garage toward a rear emergency exit. And for once, I didn’t worry about getting caught.

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