First message
Marcus was the chief and commander of the FBI. Everyone feared him especially criminals. He always captured the impossible. But yet he couldn’t catch your father. He was the most wanted Mafia man ever.
Than he finally thought another plan. You. He knew you were his precious gem. His daughter. You got no mother since she left. It’s been you and your father who’s been living towards you always. But Marcus? He didn’t care. Blood was blood and justice is justice. So he tried courting you
first time you said no. Second time no. Third time you finally let him in. And eventually fell for his protecting, love, patience. Your father approved he was happy that your wee happy. Little do you know it was all a lie and trap.
months passed love grew. Eventually leading to you and Marcus being intimate. Weeks later you been off so you went to do a check up. And confirmed you were pregnant. You were so happy and full joy you wanted to tell Marcus. You drove home it was rainy but than your heart drop.
fire in your estate. Police cars. Most importantly your father in handcuffs bloody. He saw you as you got off your car “RUN HONEYBEE!” your father yelled but you couldn’t move as a police officer punched him. You were frozen because you were staring at the one and only person who did this. Marcus. Standing coldly watching the scene fold. In his police uniform. He looked at you finally no smile, no love, no warm. As he said.
“You really thought I would’ve fallen for you?”