A Sinner's Heaven ; An Angel's Hell

Chapter Fifty Nine- No

Albert's POV

"Damn it! Even with reckless driving they are still on our ass" Ada fumed as she pumped the gas pedal, Claire's head being protected by my hands as best as possible.

Indeed. This was fucking reckless at its best.

Ada was panicking and I understood exactly why she was allowing her nerves to get the best of her. Her main worry was the torture her son could be facing at the moment.

"When I tell you to, which is rather soon, you will flip this trailer over" I hissed and all eyes but that of the one controlling the steering wheel faced me.

Well then, Ada had stronger faith than my wife. The opinion of the other two did not matter really but by now I think my wife should have at least a little faith in me.

'Flip the what?!' Was what their face read in simple terms. Jill held the worst of the three expressions however.

Quick to judge with analysis, humans.

"What?!" Was the chorus they sang and I blinked because I had no idea I was directing a choir.

"Have you lost your damn mind Wesker?" Jill yelled as she reached over to collar me. I grit my teeth.

"Quite sane Mrs. Redfeild" I replied to the question given, my hands lifting her aggressive fingers from my garment.

"Why the hell would you want to turn this unit over?" She inquired and I found that rather silly because that should have been her first question.

By the look she displayed she saw this as a way of me claiming lives. One could not blame her, I was a wicked fellow in the past.

I have sealed many graves but when I chose to marry her best friend and her brother's younger sister, I chose to leave that life behind as best as possible.

Now why the hell would I be so keen on initiating revenge that I would take it to the extreme of marrying Claire for anything besides love? Why waste valuable time and valuable money?

Why make love to her with the intent of leaving her? Isn't it clear enough that I fell in love with her?

"Wesker, I love you but I'm scared. Why would you want to turn the truck over?" My wife asked as she cupped my cheek.

I glared down at her, my eyes on her pink lips and I think she was begging for me to kiss her. I fought the urge to by looking in her eyes only.

I was about to answer her when her iron head brother spoke. Chris was always one to put his nose where it did not belong.

"That could kill us, well by us all but you of course" was what Christopher chose to begin with as if I was a fucking idiot and not considered that thought.

I bared my teeth.

"No one will get hurt Redfeild, I'm flipping the container first" Ada replied before I could issue a rude reply.

I hugged Claire in a protective fashion, chris doing the same for Jill moments after. I gazed at Ada through the mirror, a firm nose being given.

The sound of metal hitting asphalt followed soon after, Ada having a power struggle with the huge steering wheel. She swore, the vehicle jerking as her body tried to give us a 'safe crash'.

Well at least the safest crash possible.

******

"Fuck!" Ada hissed as Chris, Jill and Claire sealed the doors and windows with boards and nails. This small town was infested but we had no other direction to follow.

The opposite direction would lead us to unwanted enemies. I kept my gaze on a fidgeting Ada, a large piece of metal lodge in her left thigh.

Honestly I expected her to do better than this. Didn't she know how to crash safely?

"Get it out Albert" she begged and I eyed the metal. Well, this looked rather delicate and with all the ways I analyzed this she would feel pain.

Some worst than others.

"There is no way I can do this without inflicting pain Miss Wong" I told her truthfully, Ada almost sending my head elsewhere when she yelled at me.

"For fucks sake Wesker, now!" she kissed and I clutched the metal, Ada quivering when I rocked the metal slowly. She gripped my arm, my eyes fixed on the blood that was leaving her body.

"Too much blood" she groaned and I shook my head at her. Wrong, too much bad blood.

With one harsh pull it was out, Ada screaming a bit too loud for my liking so I silenced her with the palm of my hand. She bit down on the area, Jill making her way over immediately.

"Oh god!" She exclaimed, Claire and Chris joining Jill immediately.

"This wound is going to need a kit" Claire stated and Jill stared wildly.

"There have got to be one around here" Jill stared and Claire followed after her.

Removing my jacket I tore a piece of my under shirt, the clothes being placed in my mouth. Before we could fully dress the wound we had to stop the bleeding completely.

I pressed the wound harshly, all the bad blood leaving her thigh. I groaned when her fingers locked in the loop of my belt.

I stiffened somewhat. I'm quite sure there were other places of my body she could touch. But Ada was spoiled and for years she tried but I could not find Ada attractive.

Nothing was wrong with her but she was just not the woman a man like me needed. As a result I would not engage in anything sexual with the Asian.

Seeing how uncomfortable I was she released me quickly, her eyes fixed on something other than her wound. I did not have an erection at the moment but if she was persistent I would.

I tied the cloth around her thigh, by this time Claire and Jill were still in search of a first aid kit, Chris attending to the windows and doors once again.

I was pulled by my collar, Ada's tongue in my mouth before I could ask her what was going on. She gripped the front of my pants, my eyes burning amber.

Chris was oblivious to the entire thing, the sound of nail meeting wood filling the room. I held her throat, my eyes begging her to stop this nonsense.

Her legs were wide apart and the moment I could see red mesh I closed my eyes, my palms positioned next to her hips. No, neither of us want this.

I clawed the desk, Ada's lips going from my lips to my neck, my face showing no emotion. She pulled me in, one glove being removed and brought to her wet undergarment.

Fuck.

I never saw Ada in such a light and we botht knew who I was in love with. I placed a finger inside her, Ada clawing my arm like her life depended on me.

Her eyes fluttered, her hips moving against my hands. Slender fingers tired with the structure of my chest and I was close to pulling my belt.

Metal hit the wooden floor, my eyes opening to find Chris staring at me, my eyes wide as I stared down at Ada. I removed my finger as I turned swiftly, blue eyes fixed on my hands.

Fuck.

Oh dear, drama time again guys.

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