One-eyed Ronin

Chapter 16

Ronin's POV

"Shut it off!" I said loudly then my men started to kill the one main light with gunshots. Then once it off, they ended firing.

There was a complete silence. Everyone is like feeling each other's movements.

Even the opponent was shocked that I'm willing to make the surroundings dark. My men were already instructed before that when I ordered to kill the lights, they would hide in any coverings they could see and stay down.

While it's completely dark, I removed my eyepatch and I immediately guided Tasha in a safe spot.

"My wife, just relax here. Don't move." I kissed her forehead.

I saw my men are staying down and not firing as instructed before. I started pulling the trigger of my gun. Each of the asshole's men were headshot.

They also cannot fire back since they might shoot their boss and fellow men. They thought it would be disadvantaged to both of us, but it's not. It's my forte.

My rare eye condition also provided a beneficial feature for me as I have excellent night vision. It looks a power but it's not.

Receptors in the eye come in two forms: cones and rods. Cones allow for color differentiation and require brighter light to work well. Rods are essential for seeing in black and white and require very little light.

Individuals like me, who have a higher concentration of rods to cones in the eye, have excellent night vision but can find bright light painful and may not be able to differentiate between subtle color changes easily. This is my left blue eye's ability.

Each gunshot is followed by a sound of collapse of a body. After a series of those I instructed my men to turn on the lightbulbs of the building.

There, I saw horror in asshole's guy as he was left there in her position standing alone. He saw that all of his men are down. Even my men were shocked because they did not know how I was able to do it.

"I can see in the dark, you asshole."

With those words, he kneeled and begging to spare him.

"Don't expect to live after you harass my wife."

I signaled my men to use the blackwater syringe before they kill him. They were also able to retrieve the formula. I lift Tasha in a bridal style, and we left the area.

When we arrived in the headquarters, I automatically put Tasha down in the shower. She was still crying.

"My wife, you're safe. I'll let the helpers ready your clothes. You'll stay for the meantime here with me." I kissed her forehead and left.

I went to the minibar at headquarters and drank until I got drunk. I just wanted to relax after everything that had happened in Russia. The stress and tension from the events of the past few weeks had been overwhelming. I needed a moment to escape, even if it was just for a little while.

After, I went upstairs to sleep.

In the Bedroom

"Is Tasha already in my bedroom?" I asked the house helper. Tasha is sleeping in my bedroom since there weren't any other rooms available.

I was so drunk that my vision was often blurry, making it difficult to walk straight. Stumbling slightly, I tried to steady myself against the wall, my thoughts clouded by the alcohol.

"Yes, and I only heard her sobs, boss."

When I opened the bedroom door, she was indeed crying on the bed. "Hey, are you okay?"