Part 52

His facial expressions changed hearing her words full of shock and fear. He realised what he just said. He was not supposed to use this tone and these kind of words in front of her.

"Brandon….You are not like them. You are my husband, they are not good people. They are dangerous, very dangerous." She said to him fisting her shirt in her hand. She was trying to make him understand the difference between him and those criminals.

Brandon didn't say anything. He knuckles tightly to remain calm he couldn't. He was getting frustrated that his wife is getting afraid of some small goons, when he was the fucking mafia king.

But he can't tell her that.

"That's what they need to know who I am. I'll not leave them at any cost. I can't take a single breath in relief until I kill him with my own hands." He yelled at her holding her arm tightly unknowingly hurting her by his hold.

"Even at my cost." She asked him, trying to release her arm from his hold. She squeezed her eyes in pain, he noticed