Just Make Her Safe

Chapter Two -- Just Make Her Safe.

Maxim Vuk Romanova's Point of View

I drag on my black tee and I smile as I walk out of the bedroom. The Doctors already cleaned my wound and patched me up, I did not need surgery and no vital organs was damaged in the process, so that is a win. My wife stabbed me, on our wedding day, I am angry, vicious, even, but I am also amused, she is a ray of sunshine in my dark world and I aim to keep and hide her.

"Oh my God, Maxim, you should be in bed." Mom rushes to me when I step into the living space and I gently peel her hold off me. "I'm fine, mother, it was just a flesh wound." I look around the room and frown "Where is Florence?"

"T - that shrew!" My Dad snarl and I shake my head "She is my wife, chose your words carefully, Father."

"She tried to kill you." He tells me and I nod "She did not try to kill me, it was just a flesh wound and in he defence, she told me she was gonna kill me before the wedding. I underestimated her and I will not do that again." I decide and he shakes his head.

"You cannot go through with this, I forbid you. We will annul the marriage and cut of all form of contact with the Visconti family, this should be war, she harmed you." He rambles and my Mom says "Sergei." imploring and I scoff, shocked.

"You forbid me?" I repeat and he frowns, he expected me to dance to his tune, I wonder when he will understand that I am no longer his little boy.

"I am married to her, Florence is my wife, she is my family. I understand the value of Family and I am not going to toss her out on the streets, that can start a war because her brothers will not take that lightly. She is my wife and I did not expect a warm reception, she was forced into this marriage, and the least I can do is tolerate her. She is family, she is a Romanova, your family, so the next time you disrespect my wife, we are gonna have some problems, Father." I warn and he stares at me, looks at my mother, and I walk away.

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"How could you do that!" Selena Visconti yells, horrified and I watch, they are not yet aware of my presence, and I turn my gaze to Florence, who is standing, acting nonchalant, but I can see through the armor she wears, I can see through her.

"You have started a war." She shrieks and Florence rolls her eyes "I did not start a war, it was just a flesh wound, I did not plan on killing him, I could have, if I wanted to." She argues and I frown, all the humor and lightness flowing out of me.

"That is actually true." Marco - one of her brothers says and their mom looks ready to pass out "You children will be the death of me. You must apologize to your husband, Florence or we cut off all your allowances and render you immobile. This union will be good for the family, I have known Darla since we were teenagers, and she is a close friend of mine, she raised you and I raised Maxim, this is our chance to be a family and you want to throw it away for that stupid boy you were running around with." She chastise and I watch as Florence turns red, which intrigues me.

"You will marry Maxim, and you will not pull anymore tricks or I lock you up." Donatello - her oldest brother declares and I frown at the unease that goes down my spine. He seems to be the smartest of all her brothers and our cause aligns, but I don't like the threat he just made.

"What if he does not want to marry me?" She asks, sounding smaller than she is and I wonder if it is a manipulation trick. "Honor among thieves." Nikolai - her brother states and I walk in, making my presence known.

"Flesh wound?" Donatello asks, walking to me and I nod "Flesh wound."

"Florence has somethings she want to say." Their mom pushes Florence forward and she stares at me, taking me in and I look at her, she has changed out of her dress, into a shorter dress.

"I'm sorry." She whispers and I nod, knowing she is definitely not sorry. I underestimated her, and I will never do that again. "All is well. We will fly to New York now, I have some businesses that I need to take care of, and maybe when Florence is settled, she can invite you over for dinner or something." I state and Florence pales "N - now?"

"Welcome to Bratva, dushka." I nod, and she glares at me, she walks away, slamming the door on her way out, her mom apologizes to me and follows her. I am left standing in a room full of men who care about, the door opens and I glance back to see Roman.

"This is Roman Langley, he works for the FBI and he is a close friend." I introduce and Roman nods at them. 

"Missed the wedding, sorry. Heard your wife stabbed you." He mutters and I smile, then shake my head "Just a flesh wound."

"Why did you miss the wedding, Langley?" Dante - Florence's brother asks and Roman says simple "Work."

"I am Giovanni Visconti, this is my first son, Donatello, my second son, Dante, my third son, Nikolai and my forth son, Marco. Florence is the only girl." He turns to me "I expect you to protect her, Maxim, and maybe keep an eye on her, she is a flight risk and if she leaves, there are people that won't hesitate to harm her."

"You don't have to make her happy, just make her safe." Donatello tells me, in a hard tone and I nod, I had no intention of making her happy anyway.