Harmony (Part 10 Of 16)
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“You made trouble with fuckin’ Gomez?” The Boss was in a fury, pacing in front of him, juggling his knife between hands. “Got yourself caught in the middle of a fuckin’ gang war, almost getting yourself fuckin’ killed? Are you a complete jackass?”
“I would not let him hurt Stacy, Boss.” Eduardo straightened his shoulders.
“And who is this Stacy? Do you even fuckin’ know?” The Boss was very careful about who he let into the village.
“Her name is Stacy Walker, Boss. She is a teacher.” And everything he had ever dreamed of in a woman.
“A teacher?” The Boss picked up speed. “Fuck. Is that what this is all about? A teacher? You found out she was a fuckin’ teacher and took her?”
This wasn’t about her being a teacher. He would have taken her even if she had been a prostitute. But she wasn’t a prostitute. She was a woman of honor, particular about whom she kissed. Eduardo liked that. She would now only kiss him, not the half man, not anyone else.
“When I said you could hire another fuckin’ teacher, I said hire, not kidnap. Fuck.” The Boss continued with his rant.
Eduardo opened his mouth to tell him she wasn’t the new teacher and then shut it again. Why couldn’t she be the new teacher? She would choose him, she would be the new teacher, they would marry, fill their home with many, many children.
“What a fuck up.” The Boss raked his fingers through his hair. “You get her fuckin’ details to Jack so we can see how big a fuck up this is.” Jack would do the background check. Eduardo wasn’t worried. She would pass it, Stacy was as innocent as a child. “Where is she now?”
“With Charlie, Boss.”
“In the village? Fuck. At least you knew not to bring her here, putting my entire fuckin’ family at risk. But next time, you fuckin’ tell me if you’re bringing a stranger to the village. I am responsible for those fuckin’ lives also.”
As was Eduardo. “I need two weeks off, Boss. Until I’m sure, I don’t want her alone.” Until he was sure she was so deeply in love with him, he’d be her only choice.
“Fuck.” The Boss stopped pacing. Dead eyes examined him. “Are you fuckin’ the new teacher?”
Eduardo glowered. “I am not.”
“Fuck. But you want to.” Nothing got past the Boss. “You get two fuckin’ weeks to sell her on staying in Belize. Don’t fuck up. I don’t want to lose another fuckin’ bodyguard.” The Boss strode off, the interview done.
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