~Death~

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Chapter 17


Mateo's POV:

I was happy...for those few hours in that church I was happy...in front of that altar I was the happiest I had ever been...but that's the thing about happiness...you need balance...so of course something bad had to happen...something had to rock my world upside down because we were too happy....I was too happy...I deserved whatever came my way but not her....why her?...

My body ache's as I try to sit up from the hospital bed. I'm still in my suit but it's now ruined, and torn with bullet holes and red stains. I grunt from the pain...but it wasn't because of the fact that I'd been shot, or that I had gotten stitches that were still sore....it was because of what came out of his mouth. That foul doctors mouth made me ache more then the real scars, and cuts...

"She's gone...I'm sorry for your loss..." he says pitiful as he doesn't dare to stare into my eyes.

I feel my whole world about to collapse...my chest suddenly feels tight. Everything seems like it's getting smaller. I try to breathe. Swallowing the clog in my throat as I ask who he's referring to.

"Who?.."


~An hour before~

I picked her up as we made our way to the door. She held me close and smiled with those beautiful lips of hers. She was so happy, my love...my wife...and I wanted to kill anyone who would ever take that away.

"I love you...I love you I LOVE YOU!" She whispers into my ear, hugging my neck even tighter. With that I steal a kiss from those beautiful lips as she smiles and blushes even harder.

"I love you more...more then you'll ever know Nola..." I say under my breath, as we head into the crowd awaiting us outside.

Everyone cheers, as rice, and flowers are thrown into the air. I look into her eyes through it all, watching her dazzling silvery orbs as they light up once more while her long lashes flutter.

She catches me staring and grasps my jaw, rubbing it as we let everyone disappear once more. She plants a soft quick kiss on my cheek. I grin at the gesture.

I fucking loved her tiny kisses. Only if they came from her, no one else.

I practically became obsessed with her the moment I met her that I did everything in my power to avoid her. No matter what I did, my mind was flooded with thoughts about her. But I knew I couldn't, that I didn't deserve her. So I hid, in my office, the warehouse, I even trained almost everyday, whatever it took to make sure I wouldn't see her. Look where it led me...right into her arms...I guess you can run but you can't hide.

We finally reach the car as Alex begins driving us to where the afterparty would be held. She's fallen asleep on my shoulder, and I do my best not to move a muscle so that she wouldn't wake up. I would soon wish that she'd never ever close her eyes.

I look to see Alex focused on something. Turning my attention I look to see a black car that wasn't one of our own trailing us.

Without a word, I nodded my head towards Alex. In an instant he turns the wheel in a different direction, doing his best to lose the car, as I do my best to keep my malysh asleep.

Translation:(Baby)

Luckily she wasn't a light sleeper as she nuzzled her head closer to me. I wrapped my arms around her head to protect her and keep her secure.

We turned, and changed lanes multiple times until we finally seemed to have lost the car. Finally feeling somewhat secure we headed to the afterparty where the guests had already been waiting. I grab my phone and call for extra security around the building.

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