Death of Roses(book two)(lesbian stories)

Chapter 15

Walking out of my office into the dark room, I saw Malik speaking to Psycho woman and she kept staring at him with much hatred. She turned to me and spat blood out on the floor.

"Where is my son?" Was all she muttered before glaring at Malik again.

"He is my son as well!" Malik spat, " how the fuck do you keep a child from someone for fifteen years. Fifteen fucking years I missed from my child's life."

"I didn't want my child around you Americans! We will kill all you Americans!" She spat.

"Why didn't you think about that before you swallowed my cum bitch?" Malik spat and I dragged him out of the room.

He was fuming. The anguish was vivid on his face. If looks could've killed, that woman would've been a pillar of salt by now.

"That boy maybe hates me Scar. Fifteen years without your father and this psychotic bitch as a mother? I can only imagine his pain." He sighed out loud.

I chuckled before patting his shoulder. "He don't hate you. He hate the fact that he never knew you. Life is too short to think about the past. Take him out, get to know your son. It's not too late." I smiled at him.

"I'll deal with Zshiuku myself, go meet your son." I smiled and pat him on his shoulder before walking away back into the dark room.

Stepping closer to Zshiuku, she looked up at me and my fist immediately connected with her jaw.  Her groans filled the air and I smiled as I saw her head slump back.
"Why did you bomb my warehouse?" I asked firmly.

"Fuck you!" She tried to say even though it all came out as indescribable slurs.

Another punch to the jaw and a finger under her chin, I asked again. No response was given and I decided to leave her. Although I had one question.

"Are you working for your father or the general?"

She smirked before staring at me and whispered, "oh how you will love to know."

"Listen to me, you may think you're tough. You may also think you're stronger because of your Japanese army. Just remember though, I have connections everywhere. Only because of Matthew you're still alive at this moment."

She scowled and her bloodied face tilted to the side in a reprimanding manner.

"My son? My son love the dirt I walk on." She spat.

The ringing of my cellphone took me away from answering her with my fist again so I walked out of the room and answered the call.

"I made dinner thinking you were gonna come back now but I'm guessing you're staying late." That sensual, sleek voice whispered slowly into the phone.

"I have to go to the firm in the morning so I guess I'll just pack some in a bowl for you."

After a long pause because I didn't respond. Her throat cleared and she continued, "I'm sorry if you think it's not appropriate. Thought you would've liked a bit of home cooked food."

Gathering my composure, I quickly answered, "what? No, I'm sorry. It's your voice stunned me for a while. I'll be home in 20 minutes to enjoy that meal you made love."

"Oh! Well good." She chuckled lightly.

"How's James?" I questioned.

"He is asleep right now. Doubting that he will be awake till tomorrow." She laughed knowing how much James loved his rest.

"I know how much he sleeps." I laughed lightly, "I'll be home soon. Love you!"

Hanging up the phone I sighed and walked back into the dark room. Zshiuku head was bent forward and it seemed as though she were unconscious but knowing this venomous snake, she may try a smart shot. So picking up the nearest object which happened to be a hammer, I slammed it unto her fingers and she immediately jolted with an ear piercing scream.