" Don, we have a problem. " Dean announcer rushing into my office.

" What now? " I snapped pouring more rum into my glass.

Alana had given me enough headache for the day. That woman was quite a handful. And, she just befriended with the most annoying creature on earth, my cousin.

Those two together would make the dream team.

" Someone attacked our weapon stock. "

" Then go find the bloody attacker and bring the bastard here. " I groaned.

Did anyone here even have a brain?

" Now? "

Was he dumb? or did he have a death wish?

" No, Dean. Let's wait until he killed us all first, take a seat and have a drink with me. " I said sending him my deadly glare.

Dean gulped before rushing out of the room. Bloody idiot.

" Are you on your man's period? " Brandon asked smirking.

" Shut the fuck up. My head is hurting. "

" Why? Because your wife just destroyed another one of your whore? " he chuckled.

" You know damn well that the girl is nothing to me, you were here, she throw herself at me when Alana walked in, and her father is not going to be happy with this. " I said rubbing my forehead.

" But, you let your wife have fun anyway. "

" Make this as her lesson. She should think before burst out like that. I want to show her the consequences of her reckless action. " I said.

" By letting the Vipers come after her? " Brandon asked looking at me like I was crazy.

" You know how it works, when you touch another mafia there will be consequences. An eye for an eye. I want her to learn how to think business before emotions. "

" And, what if she get hurt? " he asked.

" No one touches my wife. "

" Yeah no one touches my wife. " Brandon said.

I cocked my eyebrow at the dumbass I called my best friend.

" My wife not your wife. "

" Let a man dream. She's hot as fuck. Even hotter than when I saw her at your wedding. " he said.

" I am well aware. Stop calling her hot, fucker. "

" Do you think she killed her already? " Brandon asked sipping his glass of rum.

" Shit. They have been gone for way too long. Let's go to the cell. "

I hurried out of my office heading to the cell with Brandon running behind me trying to catch his breath. I had never noticed that my friend had short and tiny legs. Poor little Brandon.

We had fewer cells here than we did at our main base that located underground in the middle of London. We tortured and kept people in those cells, I personally arranged all kind of toys for torturing enemies and rats to get information.

" What did you just say? " Alana's voice boomed as we walked closer to the last cell.

" Your husband tastes amazing. Did he let you have a taste? " Talia Boston, the girl who were being tortured by my wife laughed like a crazy woman she was.

These dumbasses really were out here having death wishes.

" Alana. " I stated when we arrived at the cell's door.

Man, she looked hot as fuck, holding the knives and stuffs with a little bit of blood on her body.

" Hi. She said she swallowed your children. Is it true? " my wife said throwing her hands around my neck.

I instinctively wrapped my arms around her tiny waist while cocking my eyebrow at her in confusion.

" My what? "

" Your cum. " Victoria laughed like a crazy woman she was. I could see tears pouring down her face as she held her stomach.

" That was funny. " Brandon chuckled behind me.

" Did you have fun? " I asked stroking Alana's cheek.

" I did. Now, can I kill her? " she asked.

I married a psychopath.

You're a psychopath. You enjoyed doing the same thing.

Touché.

" Mi amor, no. Let's go home. " I said pulling her out of the room.

Alana didn't protest or defied me for the first time. Hell, she didn't even ask questions. She just nodded which scared me a little bit. What was going in that pretty head of hers?

" Brandon, drop Talia at her father's and explain everything to him. Take Vicky with you. " I said.

I walked out of the warehouse with Alana still in my arms. She looked rather exhausted and quiet unlike usual not uttering a word to me. Hell, she didn't even look at me at all.

We reached my car after a long awkward silence. She stood still in front of the car looking into space. I sighed before putting her in the passenger seat.

" What is wrong, Alana? " I asked starting the car.

" Do I have to do this on a daily basic? Is this my life now? " she asked looking lost.

She wasn't like this when we were surrounded by others.

" What do you mean? "

" Your whores situation. Do I have to do this everyday? " she asked again catching me off guard.

" Are you doing this out of jealousy? " I asked.

A part of me hoping she was.

" No. Not for jealousy, Seth. I am capable of dealing with my own emotions. " she said.

" Then, why? Because I claimed you as mine and you have an urge to do the same? "

" Part of it, yes. But, the main reason is self respect. Self respect, Seth. "

" I don't want people to look at me with pity in their eyes knowing that my husband is not a faithful man. " she said.

That made my heart clenched.

We drove in silent to no destination at all. I wasn't ready to go home, not when we were not on speaking term, not when my wife was upset with me.

I stopped the car in the middle of nowhere after a long drive. We were surrounded by trees, there was no car beside us.

" Are you planning to murder me? " she asked.

" No. " I chuckled looking at amusingly. This woman was really something else.

" Why are we here? " she asked looking around.

" I don't even know. " I shrugged.

" Don't tell me you got us lost in the middle of nowhere because if so I'm going to kick your ass. "

" I grew up here in this country, woman. Have some faith in me. " I shook my head.

Then, there was silence again.

" Are you still mad at me? " I asked breaking the silence.

Alana finally turned her gaze toward me.

" I wasn't mad. " she shrugged.

" You got to be kidding me. You almost killed Talia. "

" Oh so your mistress name's Talia, huh? Beautiful isn't it? " she spat sarcastically.

Definitely jealousy.

" Not as beautiful as Alana. " I smiled stroking her cheek.

" You never used my nickname. Don't you think Alana is way too formal for you? " she huffed rolling her eyes.

So adorable. And, since when did I call a woman adorable. I was so screwed.

" I don't see why I should shorten a beautiful name. "

" Why are you like this? " she asked putting her hand on mine.

" What? "

" You're alright. I expected a cold grumpy hot tempered mafia leader, you know. "

" That basically a full description of me. " I chuckled.

" But, you're not like that. " she pouted.

" Mi amor, I'm like that to everyone else except you. " I said truthfully.

To be honest I wasn't sure myself why was I being like this with her.

" How about Talia? " she asked cocking her eyebrow.

" Can you stop saying her name? She's nothing to me. You just walked in the wrong time. " I groaned pulling my hand back.

" We might be husband and wife by force, but I am a man of my words, you can trust me, when I say that you will be the last woman in my life, I meant it. " I said.

" Fine. " she huffed pulling my hands back into hers.

" So, we're good? " I asked.

" Whatever. "

" Now can I get a kiss? " I asked leaning in.

Ring Ring

I felt like throwing my phone across the forest beside us.

" What? " I snapped into my phone.

" You need to get out of there, Don. We followed the tracker on your car and someone is behind you. "

" Shit. "