Chapter 12: Cries of Revenge

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+' Wyatt's pov '+

As I hung my head over Eos shoulder, I felt her soft lips graze my cheek. The sounds of her quiet giggles filled the room as I pulled her closer into me. I knew there was work to be done but yet all I wanted to do was stay here with her. I moved my head from hers indicating that I wanted to go and get a few things done. As I walked to the office I noticed there was a large group of Mafia standing in the living room, waiting for assignments. I ignored them, my cold expression lingering on my face. As I walked into my office, I noticed, all the files I had on my desk as of the other day were back in the filing cabinet. My brother Bradley's handy work, he always had to be organized.

As I rummaged through the files I noticed a head peaking through the door of my office. It was Grace, how I despised her face. She walked into my office laying a hand on my shoulder. But before I could say anything Eos appeared what seemed to be out of no where, her face fuming with rage.

"Get your hand off of him. Now." Eos had snarled, her little appearance almost intimidating.

"And what if I don't." Grace said locking an arm around my waste.

Eos walked over, more calmly then I had ever imagined. She reached up and grabbed Grace by her ponytail, bringing her down to Eos face.

" Either you move or, " Eos grip tightened on Grace, making the bitch whine, "I'll rip this janky ass hair piece out and hang it on my wall." Eos said with a sinister grin.

Seeing this side of her made me love her even more. She was so beautiful but on top of that she was deadly, deadly enough to kill a man with her stare. I heard a thud jolting me out of my internal thinking. I could see Grace on the floor crying as Eos stood above her, holding a chunk of Graces hair. I let a small smile crack upon my face before stepping on Graces hand, over her and to Eos. As I wrapped my arms around Eos, I kissed her cheek and motioned for Grace to leave. As Grace ran out of the room crying , Eos looked up at me with a giggle and said,

"Well gosh, I didn't even get the rest of my trinket." She said holding up the Graces hair that lay in her hand.

"You are adorable." I said grabbing Eos by the hips, placing her on my desk. As she crashed her lips into mine, my office door flew open. I paid no attention still kissing Eos, they would leave if it wasn't important.

"Boss, Tara and Archer are back with captives." I could hear James voice shaky.

"Okay, tell them to stay outside with them, but tie the captives to the posts." I said lifting Eos off on my desk onto her feet, her hum of disapproval was adorable. I grabbed Eos hand walking out the office door, brushing past James. As Eos and I made our way outside I could see a tall women with platinum blonde hair and ocean blue eyes. Next to her a man smaller than me, with an off white beard and light blonde hair which was going grey. I felt Eos hand tighten in mine. I knew who these people where but I didn't want Eos to see what was to happen to them, especially if they were to get away. I couldn't risk loosing her again.

"Princess, would you take Tara inside and clean her up." I asked my small dame, crouching down to her leave as one would with a child.

"Yes my love!" She said patting my head and happily skipped away as Tara followed her.

I turned my attention back to Carmen and Austin.

"So you are the one's who hurt her." I said, not giving them the satisfaction of letting them hear my princess's name. I could tell Austin was nervous, his body tense with his eyes to the ground. I made my way to stand in front of him, laying a blow across his face. As he spewed blood out of his mouth I asked the same question again, expecting an answer.

"Did you hurt my wife." I said in a harsh tone, my cold stare shaking everyone around me.

"Carmen did," The old man replied, blood still pooling from his mouth. "I told her to let her go because I knew how you would be about the situation."

The man was not wrong, I was pissed. But there would be no mercy for either of them as long as I was breathing. I made my way to Carmen standing in front of her. She was already looking at me, anger and fear lingered in her eyes. Before I could speak, she spit in my face. Not waiting a second I landed a blow to her stomach and her chin. I was not going to let shit like that fly at my home.

"You little bitch." I let out a sinister snicker before turning to grab a knife from one of my brothers.

"Your the bitch, your the one sleeping around with that slut. My friend fucked her!" Carmen yelled attempting to hit a nerve.

"See the funny thing is Carmen," I said jabbing the knife into her side hearing her scream in pain. "No matter what happens to Eos, no matter who touches her, even if she decided she didn't want me. She will always be mine." I said my stare as cold as ice. I took the knife, slowly pushing it into Carmen's leg, pulling the knife down, cutting her from thigh to kneecap. "She will always be mine." I repeated myself before yanking the knife out. Carmen's cries were drown out over my impulsive thoughts. I wasn't going to let her get off that easily. I turned to Liam, a low ranked man in our Mafia who was know for raping women and torturing them while he did so. I did not like him but Carmen deserved to experience what she had put Eos through.

"Liam take her, she's your. But bring her back when your done with her." I said before Liam sprinted off, dragging Carmen by her hair into the woods. I turned my attention to Austin, his body tensed at Carmen's screams coming through the woods. I let out a small laugh at her cries of pain growing louder and louder. As tears filled in Austin's eyes I looked at him, almost confused.

"So you cry when she is raped, but not when your other daughter is." I said smiling, "Just wait until you see the condition she is in when she returns." I said turning my back to him gathering my members, instructing them on what was going to happen next and Austin's concerned screams mixed with the agony filled screams of his witch of a daughter.

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