hostage | - dod sequel • completed ✓

21

Kevin's P.O.V -

Home. Finally.

I am so glad that RAW is over.

I guess today went well. I saw Sasha.

I smile and then roll my eyes at myself

I missed her.

I missed her and her sassiness, her smart ass remarks, and her hair in all it's magenta glory.

I wonder what's going on with her. She will tell me soon.

I sigh as I make it to the front door, at least now I get to see my babies, the only thing that brings me joy anymore.

Besides wrestling, that is.

I struggle to unlock the door and I curse myself for it.

Wrong key. I should start marking these things.

As I begin searching for the key, confusion sneaks it's way in to my thoughts.

I could really go for a donut- wait, why is it so quiet?

Quiet? Ha! Those are not my kids.

I smile and finally unlock the door, stepping inside.

It's dark and there's candles lit, those sexy lavender ones Karina bought for us to use.

Karina.

When she married me she swore that my traveling would never affect us, I guess she changed her mind.

Now she's off in New York negotiating what she's taking with her when she leaves.

She can take everything, it doesn't matter to me.

I inhale a deep breath.

Why are these candles lit?

I hope the kids weren't playing with fire.

It smells so divine, so sexy.

Karina is sexy.

"Hey kids? You guys home?"

Babysitter was supposed to be here, and by babysitter I mean Sami.

I roll my eyes and sigh before turning the light on and taking my shoes off.

As I look down and slip them off everything in my body drops, my stomach, my heart, and my last drop of sanity.

No no no.

Men's shoes, fancy ones, not Sami's. Women's shoes, fancy ones, that I bought, Karina's.

Anger takes over me and all I see is red as I bolt up the stairs.

"Oh, yes! Right there, please baby give it to me. I want you, I want all of you."

Her moans, they don't belong to me tonight. They belong to some bastard that I'm about to kill.

I swing the door open and Karina gasps, covering herself up with our satin sheets.