Burning Passion(ONGOING)

22. FINISHED

The next day they set out to meet Charles David. The fact that he would do something like that still irked her. She now looked at every man with caution. She opened the car door as she was greeted by the police headquarters. Her legs trembled a bit in fear as she walked near the steps. Tristan climbed the first step as he offered his hand to her without looking at her. She gripped his palm tightly as she looked at him. He squeezed her fingers as he led her inside. It was enough to spread warmth and courage through her entire body.

She followed him inside. In ten minutes she was face to face with that scumbag. He looked at her like a piece of meat as is eyes went to her breasts. Before he could do anything Tristan stood before her and leaned on the table as he held his throat. He pulled him to a standing position and then slowly his feet was off the ground by a few inches.

"What did you want?" He said in a voice which brought goosebumps in her skin. Her breath stopped in her throat as she looked at him with widened eyes. His voice was feral. The predator in him was taking over as Mr. David with no ounce of fear in her features. David went a few inches above the ground. She looked at his face and was amazed by the amount of control he had on him. Those deep eyes made her blush and his deep and smooth voice did wonders down there.

"I'm not the only one in this." Sienna looked surprised and she could feel her heart rate increasing rapidly.

"What do you mean?" She stammered.

"I wasn't the only one who was behind all of this. She loved your boss here and she thinks of you as her competition. Her only motive is to kill you. But your beauty caught my eye from the first day and I want you all to myself. I wouldn't give up the girl I fantasise about. I'd rather eliminate the reason of all of this. I will kill you Tristan Ellison. One day I will. And then you'll be mine. I want to touch your firm and soft breasts , suck them and lick your"-He stopped as a punch landed on his face and he fell on the floor. Tristan was in a rage as he thrashed David multiple times. He was severely bruised. Some officers had already come into room and they tried to stop Tristan.

Sienna gripped his hand tightly to stop him. He looked at her and she ran her hands along his arm trying to calm him. He pulled her along with his hand and she fell against his body due to the force. He gathered her hair from her right shoulder and shifted all to the left side as he pressed her head tightly against his heart. She relaxed in his hold even though shivers were continuously running down her spine. She closed her eyes and pressed her face against his chest as she felt his heart beating. She could spend her entire life listening to his heart beating. He lowered his head and slowly sniffed her hair and then went a little down and rested his nose just below her ear.

Sienna squirmed in his hold as her shoulders rose slightly. She hid her face in his chest and gripped the end of his shirt with her one hand. Tristan immediately understood that it was her soft spot. His eyes twinkled and then became calm. Sienna made him calm. He covered her body with his another hand as he looked up at David.

"It's that bitch Miller."

"Why are you saying that?"

"She will kill the girl in your arms. But I will make her my submissive. And if I'm punished then that bitch will also go in prison." He held her more tightly.

She looked at his eyes once he released her.

"Your eyes. They are pretty." He whispered.

"Thank you." She replied breathily.

She gently touched his bloody hand and then wrapped it up once they reached outside.

"This Ms. Miller, we need to catch her fast."