Jason's POV
My blood is boiling. It's boiling so high that I feel my anger boiling over, and that's not good. Cause when it boils over, someone is more than likely going to die. The person most likely to meet said fate is the one that took it upon himself to, not only make a move on my woman, but he decided to kiss her and hold her against her will. I can't wait to get my hands on him, because I'm gonna kill him. Nice and slow.
When Tristan text me, telling me Carson had walked into Tia's shop, I immediately opened the app that let's me watch the cameras I put up in her office. I watched as the talked and Tiana questioned him on our interactions this morning, before he he took his chance to make his move. She rejected him in her own polite, but to the point way, but apparently he didn't get it. He kept trying and she kept turning him down, but I guess being told no in four different ways wasn't enough to get through his thick skull.
Before Steve could even stop the car completely, I was put and storming my way into Tiana's shop, and stood outside her office door.
"Am I supposed to be scared of that little gun?" I hear Carson's taunting my Bambina.
'Good girl.' I think to myself. I knew that gun was a good idea.
I opened the door slightly, allowing myself a slightly unobstructed view of them. Tiana was standing across from him, pointing the gun at him. Her stance was lousy and if she were to shoot that thing she would more than likely end up shooting him in the crotch and not the leg or foot, which is what It looks like she's aiming for.
'I probably should've taught her how to use it.'
"Two... three.." her voice was trembling and she sounds like she doesn't really want to shoot him, she just wants him to leave her alone, but I know men like Carson. They think that just because they're "nice guys" that women should just give them things that they didn't necessarily earn, because they feel entitled, and in honesty... that shits lame. I know that I have my faults, but I earned Tiana's love. I didn't just expect her to give me her affection or for her to love me because I gave her compliments and held the door open for her. I worked for her love and trust and didn't expect anything in return just because I was good to her. She didn't owe me anything.
"Tiana, put that gun down and stop being in denial." I hear fuckface say in a bored tone.
"Four..."
"Five!" I growl, before barging into her office and immediately grabbed Carson, placing my arm around his neck and my gun at his temple. "Are you scared of me now Carson?" I mock his question from earlier.
The fucker was struggling to get out my hold, like a fish out of water, flopping around on land. All if did, aside from making me slightly amused, was making me squeeze my arm around his neck harder. "I told you that you're biting off more than you can chew."
"Fuck you." He spits out, still struggling, but everytime he pulls away, I jerk him backwards, the monster in me slipping to the surface.
"You're real bold for a man with two guns pointed at him." I taunt him. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't shoot you."
"Because she came onto me."
I let out a loud cackle, pressing the gun harder into his temple and tightening my grip so that his airway was cut off. "Do you really think I'm as stupid as you are Carson?" I ask rhetorically. "You really think I don't know what really happened? I have cameras on every inch of this block and building, plus I was standing right outside the door."
He struggled to get out of my grip and I decided that I wanted to toy with him, before I put a bullet through his head. I'm gonna let him think he has a chance to live before I break every bone in his body.
