Escaping The Mafia King

"Speak." Varys sat behind his desk as he watched the man fidget in front of him.

Whatever the news was, it wasn't good. His fingers curled into fists. Would he have to kill Hope?

"It's about her past, her ex." The man ended with a gulp.

Varys closed his eyes as the thought of that monster getting to be with his Hope for even a moment. "Go on," he said with a growl.

"I discovered some hidden hospital records. Well, not even hospital. Her doctor. I managed to loosen his lips." He chuckled.

"I don't care what you had to do to get the information. All I care about is the results. Now, stop stringing me along, and talk."

"She's had some serious altercations with that piece of shit when he's drunk. Broken nose, concussions, fractured orbital bone."

"He hit her?" Varys growled the question out. That pig of a man was going to pay.

That was HIS Hope. His, no one else was allowed to touch her, let alone hurt her. Then again, if that was the case, it was unlikely she betrayed him intentionally.

"Sir?" the squeak of his man grabbed Varys' attention again.

"What?" he snapped.

"You're about to break that bottle, I would hate to have to clean up that."

the wine bottle. The bottle he'd bought for her in hopes of apologizing and patching things up. "Thanks," he grunted as he

the room. There was only one

I wasn't finished," his man called from

later. I've

Hope looked up from the bed, in

were you doing

a long story I don't want to get into, Varys. It's over between

him beat you." Varys said it softly but his entire body

off of her in waves that

left him, Hope. You stayed and just let him use you like a punching bag." The words were tar in his mouth. He hated them,

and shook her head as she stared at him. "You're an idiot

who she was. Anyone else would have had their tongue pulled out for talking to him the way she did. He'd lost many a gossiping maid that way. "You're the god-damn stupid

to take

night, and once I found out all I could think about was protecting you. I'm sorry I broke your heart,

too sighed and the tenseness in her faded away. "How

him. How could he ever think about having to kill her? Even if it killed

"Do I really have to be locked up like this?" she asked as she

to run away from

I tried to let Vincent know I was safe. I

calling your name with too much familiarity." Varys pointed out. "I can't let any other man