Nixon POV
As soon as the gunshots were heard, Serena froze and her eyes wandered to the mess in front of her eyes. Women were guided into the safe room as Serena let out a cry as she ran to her Uncle who was shot in his arm. The main artery ruptured as blood streamed out.
I pulled Serena to me, locking her. She thrashed against me, her eyes maniac. Pain shot through my side as she elbowed.
"He fucking needs help!!" She yelled. She turned to me, her eyes furious. So much hatred filled them, I let her go. The men were firing, trying to protect. But no one was protecting their boss, Maxim.
Serena kneeled on her knees as she inspected the wound. Her face was wracked with tears. I strode to them. Will was fucking smoking as he chilled on a chair, his eyes trailing at my wife. Serena tried to pick up Maxim. That fucker doesn't deserve this.
"Serena." I said sternly, Maxim's dirty blood stained her beautiful dress.
"He can't die!" She screamed as she tore her dress, wrapping the cloth around his wound to stop the bleeding. Will just stared as unknown emotions crossed his eyes. One was pure pleasure.
This fucker.
"Serena." I called her again. She rose to her feet and turned to me.
"Fucking save him, you idiot!!" She snapped furiously.
"He will not die soon, baby. Bad people never." I whispered, her eyes flashed with an emotion. The gunshots were gone now. The men rushed to their boss.
"I have called the doctor." One of the men informed Will, who glared at the man as he stood up, throwing away the cigarette.
"Bloody bride after a long time." Will smirked, looking down at Serena.
"Will." My tone was hard. He raised his hands, backing away. He walked away into the shadows. My eyes narrowed at his actions. He is not what he shows...
"Serena." I turned to my wife, who looked devastated. I never knew her uncle meant so much to her. I picked her up bridal style. She didn't protest for once. She shook as fear flashed in her eyes for seconds before covering it up. I carried her out to my car.
"Mansion." I order. My driver nodded as he drove away from this hell.
I pulled Serena on my lap. She trembled but still held on her ground. I am shocked. She had knives and guns like she owned the world, killing and living but right now she was too fragile. So much like...
"Why?" She cried as she buried her face into her hands. I drew circles on her back, calming her.
"Secrets, Serena." I whispered. She sobbed. She thought it was my attack. I would love to kill that idiot, Maxim but I am not an idiot to do it before finding more. His death won't be a mere gunshot.
"I hate you." She whispered as her sobs came to an end and she wiped off the remaining tear left.
"I know."
She kept quiet the whole ride. Her body was exhausted. Fully under pressure. I picked her up and went into my mansion. I took her to my room. I placed her on my bed. She sat, emotionless. My hand went to the zip of the dress, pulling it down.
Her eyes stared into nothing. I removed the straps letting the dress fall off. She wore a white bra and panties. My eyes wandered down her body. Those full breasts and the small waist. Her thighs will have my fingerprints soon. My dick swelled, throbbing to be inside her hot pussy but I held back. I went to the bathroom turning on hot water, filling the tub.
I picked her up and went to the tub. Her eyes widened as she trembled when I lowered her into the tub.
"It's okay. I am here." I whispered smoothly as she settled down. Her eyes stared at me confused.
"You aren't going to fuck me?" She asked, lowly.
"No. You will ask for it, Serena. I am not a rapist." I stated as I stared into her eyes. Her hands held my hand tightly as if she was afraid.
"I hate tubs. It reminds me of a bad day." She whispered. The day her parents died.
"I will protect you." I said, seriously. Her eyes stared into mine, confused. Her brain working hard.
"I wish." She whispered lowly, her eyes on the water.
After a few minutes. Her eyes closed as she drifted to dreamland. I picked her up, took her to bed. I turned the lights off and took off her bra and panties. I took one of my shirts, slipping it over her small body.
"Sweet dreams, baby." I placed a kiss on her head. Her eyes snapped open. I was about to get up when her hand stopped me.
"Where are you going?" She asked, yawning.
"I have spare rooms." I said. She shook her head.
"Just because I married you, it doesn't change anything. You sleep here on your bed. I will sleep in the spare room." She sat up straight.
"No." I snapped.
"What no?" She asked confused.
"You will sleep here." I said, sternly.
"Then you will sleep here too." She snapped. Her eyes were uncertain but her words didn't waver.
"You will regret it." I whispered. She stared into nothing as she smiled small. A cold smile.
"I have done way more worse things that I regretted. This will be the least." She said, lying back down, yawning.
"Okay." I whispered as I changed into tracks. I removed my shirt and went to the bed. She was deep asleep. I laid down. My eyes were wide open, my mind drifting back to my past.
"Kill him, I want him dead." My dad yelled. I thrashed against the chair I was tied to. My mom was lying beneath my dad's leg, not moving. Dead. Her hollow eyes stared right at me.
He fucking killed my mom!!
I opened my mouth only to notice that my mouth was duck-taped. I thrashed trying to lose the ties. My brother. The younger one, of course, needs me.
"He is your son." I heard someone tell calmly.
"He killed my business. My men. He is a monster. He killed his brother." My dad shouted. It was true. Although I killed these many people., my mom's screams and crying had my devil woken. My elder brother. He fucked up. He died.
"I kill him. You kill them." The other man whispered. My dad nodded.
"Deal."
The door opened wider. Men stormed in. A tall man. Looking like a hyena gave me a sadistic smile. I glared at him. A gunshot rang through the air as pain shot through me. Pain shot through my head a something was slammed at the back of my head. My eyes shut closed as I felt it.
Everything I need to do.
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