Chapter Thirty- Five

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I S A I A H

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I S A I A H



"Find out how the fuck they  got into this house and find out now! There should be no reason why they managed to get this fucking close to us!" I yelled at the guards.




I was fuming. How dare that Chicago bitch try to send his puppets after my girl. That's right, I said it. MY GIRL.





Seeing her so defeated fucking broke me and I was raging and pissed at myself for not showing up sooner. If I had came only a minute later, Zariah would've been dead and I would have hated myself until death.






I was dealing with some of the Chicagoans when I got a call from one of my guards telling that there was a breach in the mansion. I soon heard a loud thud on the other end of the phone followed by silence. My bloods ran cold when I thought about Zariah. My first thought was to get to her. I didn't know if anyone was there or not, I was only focused on making sure she was okay.





When I walked in and saw those two men on top of her, stabbing her and choking her, I pulled out my swisher knife and slit the first one's throat. He went out quietly and if it was any other time, I would've tortured him til he begged for his fucking life. I snatched up the one who was trying to choke her with a bag and pulled out my gun. I shot him over and over. I wanted him to actually feel pain before he died. He was to close to her, he was in her face.





She was so helpless and when she closed her eyes and her body dropped on me, my fucking heart sank. I couldn't see her that way, I couldn't.





I called Damon and Winter and told them to meet me at the house . I know a doctor who works for us and I called him here to treat Zariah. I carried her to our medical room in the house and I told him to save her life and if he didn't, then his would be gone.







Damon and Winter was here within ten minutes and they stood beside me now, both angry and alarmed.





I grabbed the guard's vest and got in his face. "Bring me a fucking body. You have an hour and no more than that. Bring them to me alive and fucking well. Capito?" I sneered.





"Sir." The guard nods. I shoved him away from me and ran my hands through my hair.




I looked at the dead bodies on the ground and my balled my fist. "Get somebody to clean this up." I tell Damon. He nods and runs out of the house to find any other guards we had left. "They know where we stay, we have to move."





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