Mafia King and the Waitress

Chapter 13

The next morning I awoke from the best sleep I have ever had. Looking over my shoulder I notice Jӧrgen's spot is empty. Looking around the room my eyes fall on the closed bathroom door and the vague sound of the shower running. Looking at the bedside table my eyes widen at the sight of the time. I'm late for work! Literally falling off the bed, I rush over to my bag and open it looking for my uniform. "Where is my..." I started mumbling to myself when realization hit me.

I left my uniform on the sink in the bathroom and Jӧrgen's in the bathroom. Just then the bathroom door opens and Jӧrgen steps out in nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. "What's wrong?" He asked but all I could concentrate on is his chest. It's nice and big, with lots of muscle, and a six pack with that v shape just below it and going under the towel.

"Blaire? Babe?" I heard as a hand waved in front of my face snapping me out of my thoughts. "Sorry what?" I asked as he stood back up, helping me up as well. "As much as I love you staring at me like you were, I asked what's wrong? When I opened the door you looked rushed." He said, a small smirk in the beginning as he talked about me staring but then vanished when he thought something was wrong.

"I'm late for work and I was looking for my uniform when I realized I left it in your bathroom but you were in there but then you walked out and now we're here." I rambled. "I called your boss and I told him you're not going in today." He said it like it was no big deal because in reality it wasn't a big deal to him. He has all this money so he can afford to blow off a day of work, I however can not.

He walked over to his closest and I followed. "Why would you do that? I need the money to pay rent and groceries." I asked very confused. He set the shirt he was going to button on down and walked over to me. "Blaire, I told you you're staying here from now on so you don't have to worry about rent or anything like that. We can go by your place today to grab your stuff if you'd like. I also think it's a good idea not going back to the diner but if you want to we can work something out."

"I don't like the idea of living off of you and I don't want to quit my job at the diner." I told him making him sigh and walk over to me. "Blaire, I want to take care of you." He said and I knew I wouldn't win this so I just nodded. "Now about the job at the diner. If you wish to stay working there you will take two of my men with you to watch over you. And there is no way you are getting out of this.

"The only way I know you'll be safe there without me there is assigning two of my men. They'll update me every hour so I know everything's going fine. They'll take you to work and then take you back here when you're done unless something else is scheduled." Jӧrgen finished. Knowing I have no way out of this, I let out a big breathe and nodded.

"Now that we got that all covered, I have to get dressed but you are welcome to watch." He smirked as he started to take off his towel. My eyes widened and a blush quickly made its way onto my cheeks. Rushing out of his closet, I hear him roar with laughter. While he got dressed, I decided to get dressed as well. Grabbing my bag that had my clothes I wore yesterday before work, I went into his bathroom.

After getting changed, I did my business and my morning routine of washing my face and brushing my teeth with the toothbrush he gave me. Grabbing my uniform that was still on the sink, I put it in my bag which I slung on my shoulder as I stepped out of the bathroom. Jӧrgen was already done changing when I walked out.

"So I was thinking we go back to your place to get your stuff and get you out of your lease, then we come back here so you can unpack. I can help for a little while but I have a meeting so I'll have to leave for that. It shouldn't take long and it'll be in my office so I'll still be in the building." He said strapping his watch to his wrist. I could tell he is in business mode.

"Sounds good." I replied. He gave me a smile and grabbed my hand, intertwining our fingers. We walked out of his room and down the many stairs. "Can I ask you something?" I asked when I noticed how empty the house is. He nodded and I said, "If you live with some of your men then where are they?"

"They all have jobs to do." He said simply. "All of them? At the same time?" I asked still confused. "Well no but while you were changing I called one of men and had him make sure everyone in the house who hasn't left yet to make them leave. I didn't want to overwhelm you with all of them." He said and I couldn't help but smile at the sweet gesture.

He pulled me to his car, opened the door for me and then closed it when I got inside. He jogged to his side and got in. The drive to my place, well old place now that I'm staying with Jӧrgen I guess, didn't take long. He parked and got out, coming over to my side to help me out. He locked the door and we walked into the building. Going up to my place, I unlock the door and we walk inside. "So I guess I'll start with my room." I said looking up at him and then heading towards my room with him behind me.

Walking into my room, I suddenly stop causing Jӧrgen to walk into my back. "Why'd you stop?" Jӧrgen asked and I felt him place his hands on my hips. "My room. Someone was in here." I said because there were pieces of clothes all over my room and my bed looked like it was rolled in as if someone laid in it. Then my breath hitched in my throat. "What if it was him?" I asked turning around to look up at Jӧrgen.

"Stay here." Jӧrgen said taking a gun out from the back of his pants making my eyes go wide. He cautiously went into my room and looked around. It's not like there are many hiding spots, it's not a very big room. You can hide under the bed or in the closet that's about it.

"You're rooms clear. Start packing, I'm going to check the rest of the apartment." Jӧrgen said and you could tell he wasn't playing around. Going to my bed, I pull out my two suitcases that I have under there and set them on my bed. Opening one, I went over to my dresser and went to take some pants out since it was already open but stopped when I see a note.

Picking it up cautiously it read:

My sweet Blaire. We will be together again soon.

-You're One and Only

Scared shitless is the best way to describe how I feel right now. So scared shitless I didn't know Jӧrgen had come back into the room until he took the note out of my hands. I just stood there staring at the wall as he read the note. Two seconds later I hear him do a pretty realistic growl and moving around. Next thing I know he was softly shaking me. "Blaire? Snap out of it!" Slowly turning to him I tried to hold back the tears.

"He's going to find me." I mumbled. "He's going to find me and he's going to do whatever it takes to do it. He'll kill to get me if he has to, he's done it before." Looking up at his face I couldn't help a few tears from falling down my face.

"Hey, hey it's going to be okay. I'm going to protect you." He whispered, wiping away the tears with his thumbs. Shaking my head I said, "No. I don't want you to get hurt because of me." I couldn't deal with myself if I let another person get hurt because of me.

"There's nothing you could do or say that is going to make me leave you. You're my girl, I'd do anything for you." He said pulling me into his chest. Wrapping my arms around his waist I squeezed tight. "I'm not letting you go just because of this guy." He whispered as he kissed my head.