Escaping The Mafia King

Hope was awestruck. The erratic beats of her heart increased even more. She did not know how she recognized him immediately, but she did. His face had changed a lot, matured with age and his body had strengthened with muscles. He stood taller than her, his eyes holding the same look that she was so used to seeing for herself. There was a ruthlessness in his gaze, but his eyes were gentle as they stared at her.

"V... Varys?" She breathed.

"You still remember me?" He asked, a small hint of smile immediately breaking out of the corner of his mouth.

Her eyes were wide open. She was afraid of it all being a dream. And then before the thought about what was happening could cross her mind, heavy darkness consumed her mind and she fell into unconsciousness.

As she started falling, Varys rushed forward and engulfed her body into his arms, saving her from falling. Lifting her body immediately up in his arms he rushed to put her on the bed which shouting loudly,

"Ren! Call the doctor!"

His heart almost leaped out of his chest seeing her fall. The worry driving him mad.

"What the fucking hell damn it!" He bellowed, striding out the doorway to find his men, "where the fuck is the doctor?!"

Xander, one of his main men approached him,

he was not a doctor, he had great knowledge of it. It was not like he was not sure of Xander's expertise in the medicine thing. He was just not a great fan of watching one of

second but then instantly led the way, hearing

ruffle his hair in worry, "she was

sleep in his room. The only people allowed to come into his room were Xander,

nonchalantly while his hand slipped up to feel the artery in the

the driest voice

her head and other vital body parts for any injuries, "She has just fainted from fatigue. Nothing serious as far

he would have done if something serious would have happened to her even before she barely took a step

man...

dismissed Xander before he could

had suddenly robbed Varys of all the important work that he never missed even in drastic conditions just with her entry in his life, and walked out of the room while closing the door behind himself. He was smart enough to understand he and nobody else was welcome to disturb his boss until he said

murder of his family had forced him to forget everything that had been between him and Hope. The reminder was just too painful and always came with the warning of

Italian bastard a year ago and found out that Hope had gotten married to him, all the bounds that kept him in check behind an iron cage broke loose. After all, she had gotten married into