Chapter 25

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Darcel

"Don't tell me you have shot someone at the hospital. Or worse you have screwed a nurse there and got yourself in trouble" I had picked up the call on the second ring because it was from Leonel. I wasn't in the mood to speak with anyone at this moment, I had been without sleep for hours, and then had a shitty day because of the unpleasant encounter with Eriantha.
I had been a jerk to her this morning, all because that scoundrel Evan Winter couldn't keep it in his pants, though he couldn't get it up.

Darn it!

I couldn't focus on a single meeting and now I was held up with so much of pending work that I couldn't clock out early even though it was Friday. Even Sebastian had left for his 'dinner appointment', dumping me, as if I didn't know he would bury his dick inside Julia the first opportunity he would get. Those two have been what they call, "Friends with benefits"  for the past two years, and probably there weren't any surfaces left in the company where they he hasn't railed her. And here I am the newly wed, who has successfully pissed off his wife on their second day of marriage, while I haven't even put my claim on her.

"No brother, I am not in a mood to fuck or shoot anyone, my fiancee is enough to keep my hands full." He spoke in a throaty voice, pain still evident in the way he spoke.
"Fuck you Leon, don't act like you care about her. It's just because of you brat that I am sex deprived and my wife is already pissed at me."
"Don't blame me, when you are an ars  yourself. At least you can try a make up sex with her, I am still not married, so that won't work for Viv" He feigned annoyance, but I could tell he was laughing a silent belly rumbling laughter.
"You are too busy screwing Harley. You have fucked so many of them that I wonder if you will be able to even get it up for Amber, or if she would even want to sleep with you." I snapped.
Leon laughed cynically, "Yeah serves me right, so I shouldn't complaint if my fiancee is running amok. But instead of chewing up my ear about my not so blissful marital life, can you please tell me, What the fuck my fiancee and your wife are doing in a shady downtown club run by the Davytans?"

"This better be a joke Leon" I warned, "Wait, are you stalking my wife?"
My jealousy was palpable, and he obviously didn't miss it.

"As if I care about that lethal mouthed crack."

"Watch your mouth, she's..."

"You wife" He finished with a sharp edged tone he rarely uses, Leonel is always easy going,  this time he seems too wound up, but I was no better myself, Eriantha at a club, meant that she was surrounded by sleazeballs, that too at Davytan club meant she has danced into the Devil's lair.

"What the fuck are they doing at a club?" I roared.

"How am I supposed to know, she stays with you." He matched my tone, "Vivian isn't someone to go to a club, it must be..."

"Shut up, send me the location" I cut him off, this wasn't the time to figure out who bit the apple first, although I knew as a fact that it was Vivian's plan, but Leon didn't have to know.

"The location is in the app, check your family whatsApp group for once.Damn it!"

It had completely slipped my mind, after yesterday's attack, grandfather had put a tracking app into each of our cell phones, this would make it easier to locate the members. Which meant Eriantha was in it too as she is a Karwitz and Vivian has been engaged to Leonel for long, so she was almost a Karwitz.

"I am already heading there.You come get your woman, because I am taking mine." He stated as a matter of fact.

"No you aren't. You had been shot yesterday." I was agitated, why does he give a fuck about Vivian all of a sudden, Leonel and his territoriality knew no bounds.

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