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?!"

your ass down, will you?" Xander, one of his

studied medicine. Even though 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

hesitated a second but then instantly led the way, hearing

in worry,

room were Xander, and the trusted cleaning ladies of the mansion. And even so, laying on his bed was a completely out of line thing for Varys. Over the years Xander had come to learn that Varys was

while his hand slipped up to feel the

Varys replied in the driest voice possible for

body parts for any injuries, "She has just fainted from fatigue. Nothing

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

man... "

talk later about it." Varys dismissed Xander before

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

her face to face. The night of the murder of his family had forced him to forget everything that had been between him and Hope. The reminder was just too

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 the family of his own family's murderers and was head over heel in love