Page 28 of Run to Me

She looks fucking gorgeous lying on that bed, hair disheveled and sleepy eyes staring up at me. The only way the view could get any better was if it was my room she was in, and I was lying next to her.

I never thought I would even speak to her. So to have her here, in my apartment, in my space and in my spare bed is a goddamn fucking miracle.

She’s only been here a couple of hours and the place already smells like her. She commands my attention in a way that I’ve never known. I’ve always found it hard to concentrate on things. But Robyn? She’s the exception.

She’s the one thing in this world that I can solely focus on and never lose interest, I don’t ever want to look away.

But I have to, because Marco is here to keep an eye on her for me while I deal with the little fucker who’s after her.

I watch as she climbs off the bed and runs her fingers through her hair.

What I’d do to be the one running my fingers through her hair, maybe give it a little tug before wrapping it around my fist and—

No. Fuck no. Nope.

I can’t be having these fucking thoughts right now, not while she’s peering up at me from under her lashes and gnawing on her bottom lip. If I keep thinking like this, I’ll never let her leave this room, then she’ll be in danger, and I’ll still be in the dark about how to fix this.

And that’s just not a fucking option.

Resolve firmly in place, I spin around and stalk out the room with Robyn following behind me.

I walk into the living room where Marco sits waiting for us on the sofa.

We agreed that Robyn needed someone to stay with her while I waited for the asshole who’s coming for her and dealt with him. I didn’t trust anyone but family with her and with Luca still taking his nap in the hospital, Marco was the only option. Dad did offer to stay with her, but we figured having the Don of the New York Mafia come and stay with her might scare her a little.

It’s one thing being aware of who our family is and what we do, but it’s a whole other thing to come face to face with the man who runs it all.

My dad would take care of her, he’d turn on his sweet side like he does with Izzy, but he can still be an intimidating bastard, so we decided to go withMarco.

Not that he’s very welcoming. The asshole will probably only say a few words to her the whole time he’s here and I may have threatened him into being nice to her.

It’s not Robyn’s fault that he fucked up years ago and can’t handle the repercussions of his actions.

My big brother comes off as an emotionless bastard, but really, he’s just in pain and has a tendency to remain stoic to try and push that pain away.

I wait until Robyn takes a seat on the chair opposite Marco before introducing them.

“Marco, this is Robyn. Angel, this is my brother Marco, he probably won’t speak much, and you’ll hardly know he’s here. Just think of him as a piece of furniture,” I say with a grin while Marco rolls his eyes.

“Uhhh, okay… nice to meet you Marco,” my angel says softly, and my brother gives her a brisk nod and lets out a grunt of acknowledgement which makes me snort as I give Robyn anI told you solook.

“Don’t leave until I get back, I’ll text if I can,” I say, leaning down and pressing a quick kiss to her forehead, giving Marco a warning glare as I straighten before turning around and leaving the apartment.

I don’t look back at Robyn, knowing that if I do, I’ll never be able to leave.

I head out of the building and towards the alleyway which has a direct view of both the entrances to Robyn’s store and her apartment. A spot which I’ve become familiar with over the lastfew months as I tried to catch glimpses of the girl who stole my attention from the very first glance.

We have men stationed around the area, hiding in plain sight and tucked away in corners where they won’t be seen unless they want to be, ready and waiting for when I have the bastard in my sights.

I lean against the wall of the alley and take a deep breath, ready to stand here for the long night ahead.

I’ve been standing in this fucking dingy alleyway for the last few hours.

It’s currently 2 a.m. It’s officially Friday.

I’m aware that the man who threatened Robyn may not come until tonight, but we figured it would be best if we were here and ready just in case the asshole decides to show up early in the hopes of ambushing her.

Since that’s exactly something I would have done if I were him.