ROCCO

I'd wanted a spot in the Cafiero Syndicate. Without connection, that wasn't an easy fit, especially because, in the mafia world, trust isn't handed over like candy. And getting to work for a man like Aldo Cafiero requires a lot of background checks.

When I heard they were looking for a bodyguard, I knew it was my time to shine.

Creating a fake background? My best friend Leo got that covered. I had nothing to worry about. It was so perfect that the right-hand man, Axel, was pleased. He recommended me to his boss. And now, I'm set for a meeting with the Cafieros, as my job starts sooner than I had expected. I can't complain, as that was my wish anyway.

I've been looking into the Cafiero Syndicate long before my return to New York. I came back from London a few weeks ago, after living like a black sheep for almost a decade.

The night before I report to work, I decide to attend the event that has been trending online. Triana Cafiero’s opening ceremony. She and I have never met eye to eye. I've never really looked into her, since I was always interested in the big fish, her father.

However, when I see her talking to the guests, I find myself lost in her looks. She's gorgeous. Or even that is an understatement.

She's wearing a pink floor-length dress, which makes me jealous of how it hugs her. I shouldn't be eyeing her like that, but I can't help it. The way she smiles at the guests...I bet that beautiful smile is what brightens this whole event.

I make a plan to ruin her dress, in my quest to stage something to ‘accidentally’ bump into herandd it works like a charm.

I deliberately act like an asshole, so I can apologize later to spark up a conversation. However, what I hadn't planned was to fuck her with my tongue in the ladies’ room. My body reacts to her in ways that I've never imagined. Her pussy is so sweet that it makes me want to do more to her body. I don't just want to fuck her with my tongue. I want my fingers inside her. I want to feel every place there is to evoke pleasure. She moans in the most sexy way that it turns me on, making me harder.

My dick anticipates being inside her. I desperately want to thrust inside her and release every drop of my cum.

Her friends interrupt us, and ironically, I feel like I should thank them for saving me from making a mistake. Although I want to be inside her so badly, this is not how I should do things. Having ties with Aldo Cafiero’s only daughter is akin to scoring an own goal.

When I leave, I stand at the door for a while, where I overhear her telling her friends that it meant nothing.

She's right, and it's for the best. I have my duties and plans I should stick to. Fucking Triana would be a total distraction. That should be the last time my body reacted to her.

Besides, it looks like she doesn't know I'll be her bodyguard as of tomorrow. I don't want her to see me and ask her father to fire me because we had a one-night stand or something. Once I lose that spot, it would be difficult to get another chance back in.

Contrary to my body’s reaction towards her, I should forget the incident and focus.

Except that's the problem. She stays on my mind for most part of the night. If I don't take care of this situation as soon as possible, then I'm going to have a big problem. Being Triana’s bodyguard means spending almost all my time with her. How can I maintain my focus when she's giving me erections already? I give myself pep talks, telling my stubborn head to see Triana as a job to handle.

The following morning, Axel calls to summon me to Aldo's office so we can discuss the terms of my job.

This is also the first time I’m speaking to Aldo. His reputation is what I've interacted with for months. If the word ruthless had a face, then it would be Aldo's. He is the type of man who would kill you while looking into your eyes without blinking.

Behind those expensive suits lies a cold-blooded murderer.

Axel introduces me to him, and the man scans me from top to bottom. I'm dressed formally, since I thought this would be my first day at work.

“Have you searched your instincts well enough?” Aldo asks his right-hand man.

“You don't trust me now? I ran a whole background check. He's clean,” Axel reports to his boss, while I stand there, switching glances between them.

“No one is ever clean,” says Aldo, and I hate to agree with him.

“In case he's hiding anything, we'll find out, but for now, he's the perfect candidate.”

After their little argument, I'm finally allowed to take a seat.

“Have you met my daughter?” He asks.

My mind immediately goes to our encounter the previous night. Our heated moment in the bathroom. The taste of her sweet pussy. Her sexy, soft moans…

“No, we haven't had a one-on-one conversation,” I lie.

“Well, in case no one told you, that girl is my life. And if anything happens to her, I'll kill you,” he warns.

Not before I kill you first, I think. “That, I understand.” I nod.

“You'll have a colleague and the two of you will take turns,” he informs me of something I wasn’t aware of. But on the plus side, I'll have time to run some important errands.

In the middle of his instructions, the door suddenly cracks open, and there enters the woman in question.

Even today, she still looks gorgeous. She's in black, tight pants, and a sleeveless red top, revealing her very attractive skin that my hands itch to touch. Today, her back hair is tied into a ponytail. Gosh, she's so beautiful. Her red lipstick matches her top, which makes her look even sexier. It makes me want to mount my lips on hers and kiss her deeply. The thought of it makes my cock twitch.

I have to force myself to tear my gaze from her to avoid raising suspicions from her father.

On the other hand, she looks like she's just seen a ghost.

I don't blame her.

What would you do when you find the stranger who gave you head, seated in your father's office?

“What's going on here?” She asks Aldo, and then looks at Axel as if he's the one with all the answers.

Axel is standing, so he ushers her to take the empty seat, which means sitting beside me.

She sits down slowly, gives me a brief glance before refocusing on her dad.

“Honey, I couldn't talk to you about this last night because I didn't want to ruin the evening for you,” says Aldo.

Triana looks at Axel, at me, and then back at her father.

“You're scaring me, Dad,” she says, concerned.

“Something bad happened last night with the Zerillos. I think they are coming for us, and that’s why we should be prepared. You can't walk alone on the streets, or anywhere for that matter. We need to tighten your security. Which is why we got you the perfect bodyguard.” He points at me, and Triana slowly turns to look at me.

“This is Rocco,” Aldo introduces me. “Rocco Mercado. Your bodyguard.”

I almost smirk, not because I love the introduction, not because Triana and I met last night, but because Aldo is wrong and he doesn't know it. No one does, actually.

I chose to retain my first name.

However, my name is not Rocco Mercado. My name is Rocco Marshall. And I'm not here on bodyguard duty alone. I'm here to infiltrate the Cafiero Syndicate!