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♛ A T L A S ♛

I am at a loss for words to describe what I just saw.

I have a fucking headache, a boner, and I'm pissed and turned on as fuck. What the hell is wrong with me?

First of all, my woman never ceases to amaze me. She somehow makes me believe that she's just going for a "Girls Night Out" just so she can sneak out and seduce some of the most dangerous men in the world with my sister, Akira, and Viola. She's going to get even more blood on my hands for those three men that dared to lay their filthy hands on her and I was completely fine with it.

I watched her in awe. With bruised, somewhat swollen lips with some blood on the side, marks coating her collarbone, neck, and chest. Bruises on her bare skin showing between her top and skirt. They fucking hurt her and she was acting as if everything in the world was perfectly fine. With all this she still managed to be the most beautiful woman in the world, no matter how cliche that sounded.

And then she takes down most of Adam and Manuel's crew in less than an hour and manages to capture and torture the three most wanted men in all of Europe, bringing them to her knees and at her mercy, begging for it.

And now she's asking if she's worthy enough to be in my fucking mafia. There was never any need for her to fight for a spot to begin with. All she had to do was ask and anything in the world that she wanted was hers.

But what still baffles me is where she learned to fight like that. Surely, it's not something you just watch and immediately know what to do, it takes years of practice and dedication to be that skilled. What she did out here impressed me more than it turned me on. It still turned me on though, but I'll deal with that later.

And here I thought she was just a doctor.

Stella leans on the pole where the bodies were whilst my men clean up and haul the bodies into my cars. She puts a cigarette between her pink plump lips and brings out her lighter. She seems to be having trouble with it. I take it from her hands and light it, gently taking the cigarette from her mouth and putting it in mine.

It was her medicinal weed so I didn't bother to tease her about how dangerous smoking cigarettes was. I never asked her what it was for. I figured some day she'd just let it slip out on her own.

"Let's get you home, love. I need to take care of you." I say to her, wrapping my arm around her shoulders and pulling her close to me. She nuzzles her face into my neck, "They're going to pay for what they did, don't worry. Are you okay though?"

Stella sniffles against me and slowly reaches up to place a kiss on my cheek. "Of course I am. I've been through worse." She says with a smile. Sometimes she was still a mystery to me. I didn't know it was possible for someone to say the saddest shit ever and then smile.

I know I do that sometimes, but for her, it was like the pain was still in her beautiful eyes. I wanted to know desperately about her past, but I know with her it was best to be delicate. I didn't want her to feel forced to share things with me. Whenever she was ready, I was too.

I intertwine our fingers together and lead her to where Hades was parked. The majority of my men had left already and went to keep the wanted men in one of my warehouses until I was ready to deal with them.

I'm glad Hades made it out alive though.

I open her door for her as she gets into her side, closing the door, I walk into my side and start the car. As soon as my hand is on gear shift, Stella wraps hers around mine, looks up at me and then smiles while sitting back in her seat.