Six

ALEXANDER’S POV

 I heaved out another sigh of relief because I was so glad that nothing happened to her and the baby. Up until this minute, it still felt funny to me that she would try to kill herself just to get away from me.

Was that how she despised me now?

I brought my right hand up and ran my fingers through my hair.

I was pissed, so angry. Angry at myself and not at her. I was pissed that I wasn’t there to protect her. I failed as her husband. I failed as a man.

Letting out a groan, I clutched hard onto the table , digging my fingers into them and scratching them out even though it caused me pain. It made them ache so badly as blood found its way out but I didn’t stop. I continued till I could barely feel my fingers.

They tried to kill her. Someone tried to murder my wife.

I almost lose her. I almost lost them both. I….

I groaned again, slamming my fist into the table.

Grrrr!

My phone rang out from my pocket, letting out a vibrating sound against my skin. Dipping my blood stained left fingers in, I pulled it out. Clenching my teeth to subdue the agonizing pain I felt.

It was Marco, my right hand man.

Picking up the call, I placed it on my left ear.

“Any news?” I asked immediately.

I was a man with little words. I saw no reason to discuss unnecessary and waste time.

“We caught someone, Boss. I think he knows something.” Marco responded.

I nodded even though I knew that he couldn’t see me then squeezed the phone so hard that it almost gave up on me. I was annoyed and pissed, same way I was more than excited to see this asshole that tried to harm my wife and peel off his skin. It was going to be a payback for Aurora trying to harm my child.

Putting the phone back into my pocket, I stretched to take the car key that laid on the wooden table in my study room.

As I walked out of the room, heading straight for the main entrance of the house, I kept thinking about Aurora and going to see her before leaving.

But no!

I didn’t want to just yet. I wanted to go see her with good news. News of how I slowly murdered the person that hurt her. I wanted her to fall into my arms with calm waves circulating through her as she raised my head to stare at me with her beautiful eyes.

I wanted her to scream out my name as I thrusted in her hard, making her climax and clenching her thighs from the satisfaction. Just like she always did.

The thought of it alone made me hard. It made me want to storm into that room and tear off everything she had on, making her choke my cock.

Arghh!

I groaned again, my eyes lowering to land on my erected dick.

Fuck Alexander! Think straight. This isn’t a time for this.

I scolded myself.

Suddenly a thought crossed my mind. It was about Aurora again but this time, it wasn’t thoughts of how to make her beg or scream my name. Instead it was about her protection.

I knew her enough to know that she would try to pull another stunt and I wasn’t going to let that come so easily. I wasn’t going to let her hurt my child again or herself because this time I feared their chance of survival.

Taking steps close to the bells on my right side, I pulled Miss Teressa’s own. It would signify her wherever she was by vibrating against her waist. The best part was that each room had their sound so it would be easier to differentiate them.

Soon she was standing right in front of me with her head bowed. She was dressed in a Black and White gown just like the others with her Brown hair pulled up in a ponytail and packed well to avoid it breaking all over the house.

“I want you to stay by Aurora’s side till I get back. You are not allowed to leave her side for a second.” I ordered, my voice firm.

“Okay Boss.” She responded.

I sucked on my upper teeth as my eyes travelled over her briefly before sending her off.

Was it weird that the sight of another woman could never make me hard? Even when I wanted it to.

Pushing the thoughts towards the back of my mind, I walked out of the house and soon I was in my car, driving as I headed for the hideout.

It was an abandoned building that I secretly carried out my activities about five hours from the house.

Packing the car miles away, I stepped out while I pulled the hood on to mask my face as I covered the rest of the distance with my legs. This act was done to study the environment. To know if I had a mole in my midst.

I trusted no one. No one expect myself.

One lesson that growing up in a world of crime taught me was that anyone could turn you over at any time so it was best to move around with eyes all over your body. I grew up hearing tales of how most Capos were fucked up by people they trusted the most and I even knew of some. Watching them turn up dead was one of the dreadful things I ever faced and soon the pain helped mask me too. Especially when the same thing happened to my Father.

Up until date, the asshole whom killed him went into hiding. That brat made me search all crones and corner for him only to disappear without a trace.

A part of me tells me that my wife’s accident might be his doing.

Maybe. Maybe not.

Whatever it was, I would have to get that out of this fucker’s mouth.

With an evil smirk curling up my lips, I tilted my head sideways to scan the surroundings with my eyes. I could see that the coast was clear and the street empty.

Time to kick some ass.

I muttered as I pushed the door open and stepped in.