THE AURA OF HATE [Editing]

THIRTY - TWO

"HAZEL!! YOU NEED TO WAKE UP, YOU DUMBSHIT!" Hayley barged into my room making me get up instantly.

I groaned in anger. If she disturbed my sleep for her useless nonsense, I'll kill her.

"I swear to god if this is your nonse-"

"WE CAN'T LIVE HERE!" She shouts thunderously making me frown.

"Why?" I ask her.

"Just come down. Xander is actually stressed and mad. Like really mad. He broke half of the shit in this house. HE'S MESSED UP." Hayley responds making me nod.

Soon I head down to see a destruction .

What in the flying monkey is this?

What was it? A hurricane occurred in the house?

Infront of me was a sight that gave away, that Xander is a destructive man.

The curtains didn't even look like they were curtains anymore. The lights were fused, glass shattered around the floor probably from the table. Everything was gone.

And Xander was to be blamed.

Xander was sitting on the couch whose cushions were burst open, his hair disheveled, sleeves rolled up, his knuckles were bleeding, and his hand was gripping a gun.

Hott!

"Will someone fill me in with what happened?" I ask blankly trying to pretend that I am not turned on.

"They are coming for us. The Chinese Mafia. They sent us a warning today." Xander says containing his anger.

"What was the warning?" I ask out of curiosity.

"They fired in the lobby today." he says and grips the gun harder making his knuckles bleed more.

"What was their reason?" I ask.

"We killed his right hand man." he replies.

"We need to kill their mafia but the Shu Cheng is hiding somewhere." Xander mentions in anger.

"Well, what about his weakness?" I suggest smirking.

"Are you with us in this? "Raymond asks in excitement.

"Well, I can't leave my husband to die now, can I?" I reply smiling looking at Xander.

Xander smiles back.

This sudden urge to kiss him hit my mind but I ignored it.

Don't get me wrong, my hatred for him still exists but I thought a lot about the discussion we had yesterday night. If we work together that is, the Italian/American mafia along with the Dutch mafia, we'd be unstoppable, indestructible and fucking powerful.

The idea of people shivering and peeing their pants just by hearing our names gives me satisfaction and makes me happy.

Of course, It won't go public that our mafias will be working together , but I will work with him and join his encounters with other mafias.

Killing people never gets old.

"LETS GO HUMAN HUNTING BABY." Ray shouts bringing me out of my own world.

"Okay, so we are shifting today. Everything valuable will be brought by our men. We'll leave within the next hour." Xander says clenching his jaw and moves to his room.

I walk towards his room and knock.

"Come in." He shouts and I enter to see a shirtless Xander, getting ready for a shower.

"Didn't dress your wound?" I ask him while walking towards him and he shakes his head in denial.

"Where's the first aid kit?" I ask him and he motions to the bathroom.

I pull him into the bathroom and find the kit while Xander stood there looking lost.

"Give me your hand." I ask him and he gives me without another hesitation.

I put some rubbing alcohol on the cotton and dab it on the wound making Xander flinch from the burn.

I look at him to see him staring back at me with so many emotions that scared me.

Emotions are one hell of a bitch.

There's sexual tension between us but that's that.

the only emotion that actually exists between us is HATE.

"Why are you staring at me with so much intensity?" I ask breaking the awkward silence between us.

"Why are you helping me? After what I did to you?" He asks me making me sigh and look at him.

"As much as I hate to admit, you are my husband afterall." I close my eyes in reflex.

"And that's it?" he asks coming closer to me.

This guy is making me feel so many emotions, that I can't describe.

I pick up a band aid and start to wrap it around his knuckles.

"Also because we are partners, and friends." I say this to him while looking up at him and I saw something in his eyes.

happiness?

hurt?

"Alright your wound will perfectly fine, in a few days." I say and turn to leave but he stops me and turns me around to face him.

"Thank you." he whispers and hugs me.

BUTTERFLIES.

BUTTERFLIES ARE FLUTTERING IN MY STOMACH.

This soft hug is making me feel sso much.

ITS JUST A HUG.

BUT THERES SO MANY EMOTIONS IN THIS HUG.

His hands wrap around my waist, his face lost in my hair making my knees weak.

I AM NOT GOING TO HUG HIM BACK.

BUT I DID.

I wrap my slender hand around his big, muscular frame. I wrap my hand around his neck and snuggle my face in his neck.

We stay like that for some time but soon we went to our normal position.

"Uh, I should get ready.." I say.

"yEA, I'll go take a shower." he responds and I leave.

I enter my room and slid down the door.

The emotions that I once kept locked it, are flowing out now.

and I hate myself for it.

....

I walk down the stairs to see everything packed.

"Lets go?" Xander asked me and I nod.

We all left the penthouse and proceeded to go to the ground floor.

Xander and I enter one of the cars, Hayley and Ray in the other, and the rest of 80 SUVs filled with our men following and leading us to our new home.

Soon we were off to our new house, meanwhile In the car ride neither one us bothered to create a conversation because of what happened in the bathroom, We just looked outside the window or on our phone.

Pin drop silence filled the car.

As much as I wanted to talk to him, I resisted the urge.

"We're here." Xander informs breaking the silence and I look out the window to be left surprised.

HOLY MOTHERFUCKING MARY.

HOME SWEET HOME.