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Chapter two: A blast from the past (Part two).
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Continued from the previous part.......
Present.
I closed the door firmly behind me and leaned heavily against it, blowing out the breath I held in.
Fuck!
I felt like hitting something, no someone
Preferably the bitch of a man that was about to marry my girl.
My Elliott
I gritted my teeth and pushed off the door, stalking down the hallway.
Fuck! She looked so fucking good, so goddamn good. So damn fuckable.
With those red lips......and those tits.
I felt my cock stirring and I groaned inwardly. Its been so long.
Too fucking long, but she still makes me so horny, like a virgin teenager.
A deep buried wave of possession crested and crashed over me and I felt my fists curl.
I can't Elliott slip away just when I found her again.
I don't care what I have to do, or who I have to kill to keep her. She was mine.
"Shit! Thats an impressive frown" Seth remarked as I stopped in front of the elevator doors where he stood.
"Did she knee you in the fucking balls?" He snickered, tucking his phone into his blazer pocket.
I ignored him and pressed the call button for the elevator.
"Really?" He drawled, "not going to answer?"
I gritted my teeth, trying very hard to rein my explosive temper in and not to lash out at my friend. I didn't need a fight on my hands right now.
"No" I grunted out, my gaze fixed on the blinking call button "I'm trying to figure out how best to stop this fucking wedding" I paused and my hand inched to the gun strapped under my blazer "Maybe killing the groom would do, no wedding could possibly go on without a groom" I said in a matter of factly voice.
Seth snorted beside me "You can't possibly be serious Kain"
I turned my gaze to him, letting a faction of the crazy, immense rage I felt dribble into my eyes "I'm dead serious"
At that moment, the elevator doors opened and I strode in, not waiting for an answer from him. A few seconds later, he came in, his eyes wide in a stunned expression.
The doors closed again and the car started its descent
When we had gone down two floors, Seth spoke again, this time his voice cautious "You can't kill the dude just because he's marrying Elliott"
"Thats enough reason why I should put a bullet in his skull, Elliott is mine" I hissed
"Jeez! Stop with the caveman bullshit and listen to me" he paused and turned to me, raising a dark eyebrow "Do you know how much trouble you would be in if I let you do this?"
"I'm not asking for your goddamn permission" I countered but Seth's raised voice over shadowed mine
He held up a tattooed hand and tipped back a finger "You would most definitely go to jail" he tipped back another inked finger "You would lose the company" he tipped back yet another finger "Elliott will most definitely beat the living shit out of you and would probably kill you and me" another finger went "Your life will then be a living nightmare" he stopped and pinned me with his serious light brown gaze "Do you really want all that to happen just because you can't control your fucking temper?"
He had a point. I stand to lose too much if I decide to pop that stupid fucker. I can't lose Elliott again because of my stupid decisions.
Not again.
"Put a fucking cork on it and come up with another plan to stop this wedding that doesn't involve bloodshed okay dude?" Seth finished just as the elevator started slowing
I glanced at the floor numbers at the top of the door. This wasn't the lobby.
The doors slid open and I saw red.
The goddamn man that was about to marry my Elliott strode into the elevator without a care into the world, flashed a smile at Seth and I before pressing the lobby button.
"Son of a ......" I hissed under my breath, already making my way forward to the oblivious fucker but Seth held me back with a solid hand to my chest.
"You want to go to jail?" He asked almost inaudibly.
I curled my fists, trying hard to restrain myself. Which was hard, when all I could think about was how easy I could twist this fucker's neck and dump his body off the coast of Majorca.
I stuffed my fists into my pockets and leaned against the back wall of the elevator, trying to calm down and think rationally.
Seth started talking, his words to dissolve the tension in the small space, directed at the redhead who stood beside us, oblivious to the fact that he had been so close to death at my hands a few seconds ago
"You must be Forrest Ashford am I right?"
The red head turned to him, a polite smile on his face "Yes I am" he paused and his brow furrowed "but I don't think we've met before"
Seth was quick to answer, smiling his client winning smile "No, we haven't, we're distant cousins of the bride" he paused and added after a quick glance at my scowling face "Very distant cousins"
"Oh Elliott didn't mention any of her family was coming" he held out a hand after adjusting his thick rimmed glasses "May I ask your names?"
"I'm Seth and this is my brother Kain" he motioned to me "We just came in from Nebraska"
The dreaded man held out his hand to me and I fought the urge to grasp and twist his hand until all his fingers gave a satisfying snap, but instead I just slipped my hand out of my pocket and shook his hand tightly.
"Nice to meet you Mr Kain" he remarked and drew back, casting a quick but slightly wary look at Seth who stood, smiling at him like a deranged idiot.
He probably thought he was crazy. I know how he feels. When I first met him almost 25 years ago, I thought he was crazy too.
But, I should be the one he should be wary about.
I was still seriously considering the pros and cons of snapping his neck like a twig.
The elevator dinged and the doors slid open, exposing the bustling lobby
"Well, see you at the ceremony gentlemen" Forrest said, nodding at the both of us before speeding out of the elevator.
"Congratulations!" Seth called after him.
"You scared the fucker off" I stated sourly as we stepped out of the lift
"Best way to get him out of there quick enough before you could stab him in the throat or something "Seth countered.
"I didn't bring my pen knife" I blew out a breath "regrettably"
"Yea, but you did bring a gun" he held out a hand, palm up "Hand it over"
I shook my head "No way in hell"
Seth grinned, a little too viciously for my liking "You don't want to do this here with me dude" he curled his fingers inwards "Give me the Glock"
I narrowed my eyes "You know I can just shoot you and go after that shit right?"
He didn't answer, instead he kept on grinning.
Crazy motherfucker.
Sighing, I reached into my blazer and unstrapped the gun from my side hostler before slamming it into his hand.
"Fuck you Seth Egen" I hissed, sneering at him
"Great" he chimed happily, casting a quick look around to see if there are any prying eyes before tucking the gun into the back waist band of his pants, smoothing his blazer over it "Now let's get you a drink to relax huh?"
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