Author's Pov
Picasso stood by the door, fuming at the sight in front of him.
He's brows furrowed that the fact that if he was even a minute late, Rico would have been raped mercilessly.
He clenched his fist to his side, shaking furiously, before dashing towards the men holding the slim figure to the floor.
Raising his fist up, it collided with the face of one the men within some few seconds.
" Hey! Who the fuck are you? " The scared face man shouted, hurriedly coming off Rico to help is colleague.
" P... " Rico whispered, shocked to see the fuming man before him.
" What the fuck are you guys waiting for, get him " the man screamed pointing at Picasso.
Picasso dodged the fist flying in the air, punching some of his own.
It did not take long for the police to get into the room, to separate them.
Picasso pushed his hands into his hair, ruffling them out of frustration, before turning to look at Rico, who was now up on his feet, adjusting the buttons on his shirt.
He marched towards him, gripping his arm and pulling him out the door.
" What the fuck calm down. " Rico whisper yelled.
" Sir " one of the policemen called out to him.
Picasso turned to look at him, with blazing eyes, making the policeman back away a little.
" We need to collect some statement before you leave. " He continued trying to contain himself from showing any sign of fear.
" Later " Picasso spoke before pulling Rico out of the room, marching downstairs.
Rico stared out from the corner of his eyes trying to check if Rose was also alright.
" Alfonso will get her. " Picasso spoke out, as if reading his mind.
" Hmm " he answered following him quietly.
Rico closed it as eyes, immediately they got out of the house due to the brightness.
Hearing the sound of a car door being opened, he opened his eyes.
Picasso turned to look at him before gently pushing him into the car.
" Move " he told the driver in a grumpy tone.
" Wait! What the fuck P, your friend is still in there, they might need our help. " Rico yelled, trying to open the door of the now slowly moving car.
Picasso jaws clenched, vain showing slightly at the top of his head.
He turned to look at the slender figure opening the door, before gripping his hand tightly and slamming back the door.
" Leave it. " He yelled, still not letting go of his hand.
" It hurts Damm it. " Rico yelled, wiggling his hands out of the grip.
" I have to go help them Damm it, you don't get to order me, I don't work for you. " Rico yelled at the outrageous man in front of him.
Picasso close his eyes, before raising his other hand to slightly rub his forehead.
" Don't dare me Rico " he yelled.
" You lock the door " he order the driver
Rico pouted his lips, before slamming his back against the sit of the car.
The car slightly made his way out of the plantation, with a nervous driver, a furiously and a quite man seated at the back.
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Meanwhile back at the plantation Alfonso carried a shaking Rose out of the house in her arms.
Gently placing her in the back of the car seat, before going back to finish stuff up with the police and going back to the car.
" Are you okay? " He asked gently rubbing circles on her back.
She looked up at him with tears in her eyes, before hugging him tightly, her tears busting out of her eyes.
" It's okay, it's okay. " He said gently, soothing her.
" I was so scared Alfonso. " She said sobbing.
" Can I not really trust anyone around me? " She asked again slightly chocking on her words.
" No no Rose, shusshhh. Let's get home okay. " He said trying his best to comfort her.
She sat up straight cleaning her eyes, as more tears pour out her face.
Alfonso clenched his fist to his side, he couldn't even explain to himself, why he was feeling so angry.
He turned and looked at her.
She looked so fragile, her tear stained cheeks glittering under the sunlight, not the more she look more beautiful than ever.
" Shush " Alfonso called, drawing her closer to him.
" It's going to be alright, I promise. I won't let anyone hurt you or get to you from now on. Okay " he said rubbing her arms sideways.
" Do you really promise? " She asked, not believing herself at the moment, but all she wanted was someone genuine beside her right now.
He looked at her glistering eyes filled with tears, before replying in his throat.
" Hmm "
She threw are arms around him, hugging him tightly around the neck, tightening her lips together, trying to control the sobs from escaping.
Alfonso was taken back slightly by her action, but wrapped his hands around her back soothing it.
They remained in that position until they got to the villa.
Alfonso slowly unwrapped her hands around his neck, before getting out of the car.
" Sir " Sofia called out, rushing out of the mansion towards them.
" Shush! " Alfonso said, raising his middle finger against his lips.
He bent down to the level of the car before scooping her into his arms, taking her into the mansion.
" Sir is everything alrighty. " Sofia asked, worried to see her mam burying her face into her master's neck.
" Prepare her room and a bath for her. " He said ignoring her back question.
" Okay " Sofia said running up the stairs to get everything ready.
Alfonso dropped her gently on the bed ceasing her hair, whispering sweet nothings into her ear, to calm her down.
A sound blast through the suddenly, making Rose startled, as she moved back shaking her head, shocked at the sudden sound that erupt in the room.
Alfonso cursed slowly, rubbing his face with his right palm and taking out his phone from his pant pocket.
He groaned in his throat, as he saw who was calling from the caller ID.
" Not now mom, not now. " He said, before sliding his finger across the screen, cutting off the call.
" Sorry " he whispered to her.
He furrowed his brows as he saw her face had loosed color looking pale white.
He placed his palm against her forehead, checking her temperature.
He groaned, cursing again before dipping his hands into his hair, ruffling them a little.
" Shit! How many times am I going to curse today. " He spoke to himself.
" It's ready " Sofia spoke getting out of the bathroom.
Alfonso nodded his head, before getting up on his feet to excuse himself.
" Alfonso! " Rose yelled, startled at the fact that the one person she trusted and the one who saved her was leaving.
Alfonso turned back quickly, with his eyes widen.
He quickly rushed back to her.
" Am not going anyway okay, I will wait right out the door. Go get your bathe okay. " He said calmly soothing her.
She looked at him with a confused expression for a moment, before slightly nodding her head.
He got back to his foot and waited out the door, folding his arms across his chest.
His brows furrowed as he thought of how he as been treating Rose.
He his self couldn't explain how his being calm to her the way he his.
He raised up his hands and rubbed his head slightly.
He groaned out loudly, before taking his hands out of his head.
Sofia popped out her head from the door slightly.
" Sir! She out. " She said, before straightening her posture.
Alfonso looked around slightly with a confused expression.
How long as he been thinking, he thought.
Clearing his throat, he stood up straight and went back into the room.
He looked at her slightly, smiling.
He was about to ask, how she felt when his phone suddenly went off, blasting off sounds from it.
He groaned for the nth term.
Dipping his hands into his pocket he took out the phone.
Raising his left eyebrow slightly at the name on the screen, he slide his fingers across the screen.
" Picasso? "
" I need your help. " He said immediately.
" Speak "
" Transfer your head of guards to me for a few months. " Picasso said, making Alfonso furrow his brows in confusion.