Whisking her away

/Hunter’s POV/

Standing here in the midst of people, my jaw ticked and my face as intimidating as it can be.

“On standby, Don.” Quan conveyed through the earpiece I was putting on, I looked outside the window to see a metal long gun pointing and rotating, some stationed on the enemy that could pose any threat to me.

The Halle’s door opened, and my jaw dropped at the sight of the red-haired devil I’m becoming fond of daily, my cock sprang to life and how ravishing she looked in her crimson red gown, Red is her colour, I can’t deny it. It gave her a sophisticated look, a do not dare me kind of look.

The crimson red gown I chose suited her perfectly like the matching colour of gloves she was putting on, I snatched my gaze from my bride and looked towards Xavier’s direction to see him looking at Penelope with a malicious grin, all I wanted to do was wipe the motherfucking grin off his face, or give out a command to my hitmen to blow off his brains, but that would cause war.

“Fuck she’s so