Chapter 38

"Is there anything you wanna tell me, my love? You look so curious, baby." He was gazing down at her. "Tell me, diamond. I'd listen."

She shook her head slightly.

Studying her, he gently poked the strands of hair on her face to the back of her ear. "Diamond," His voice was tender. "I want you to feel free, okay? Don't hesitate to ask or say whatever bothers you, my love. I won't bite."

That made her smile and he smiled back. What if she talks about Bradley? She wondered. She was sure Weston would kill him. He gets mad when talking about Bradley. Now he's locked up. Not like she cared but she felt sorry for him. She could plead on his behalf. Weston's reaction was extreme. She'd never expected that. His brutal reaction was still frightening her till now.

She gazed up at him again and realized he'd been watching her. Nope! She didn't have the nerve to mention Bradley. She won't even dare. She could tell Weston was still furious. "You returned home pretty late…and I'd been tryna reach you."

"Aww," Watching her talk, he smiled. "My love, I attended random meetings today from which I returned late. And I had to go back to my office to work on a few things." He arranged her hair. "My phone was dead though. I didn't just pay attention to it cause I was pretty swamped, okay? I'm sorry, sweetheart." He kissed her lips.

"And?" She raised a brow.

"And?" He was puzzled.

"Don't tell me you didn't go to give Bradley a few blows before you finally returned home."

"Oh," He laughed and shook his head slightly. Her tone though. He never expected that. She spoke like she never really spoke. That really tickled his fancy.

His laugh was so hearty and charming. She thought. Weston is just a model. He is so damn cute! "I know you did."

"Really?" Laugher was still gleaming in his eyes. "What if I didn't? What if I didn't have the time to?"

"Hmm," She folded her arms, lifting a brow and this cracked him up more. "The Weston I know wouldn't have returned home without punching Bradley in the face."

"Bradley! You had the guts! The damn fuckin guts to touch my girl?!" She tried to mimic him and he almost died of laughter.

Damn! He didn't see that coming.

"And Bradley was like ohhh…" She trembled playfully, laughing. "Stop, Weston, you're making me laugh so hard. Bradley was like ohh…Mr. B…Brooks, please… And you were like shut the fuck up!" She laughed.

Weston couldn't catch his breath anymore. Damn! His girl was so hilarious. He was holding his stomach with one hand while laughing. "Baby stop I'm choking please…"

"And the building was like, dude is it just me or an earthquake is about to occur?"

They were both laughing so hard.

"And guess what I answered," She laughed.

"W…what did you say?" Tears were already rolling down his eyes and his ribs were hurting badly.

"I said I'm afraid so…" She was wiping the tears from her cheeks. "And I said, you see that dude over there? He's the earthquake. Westonquake."

"Jesus!!" He laughed. "You're so naughty, baby. Weirdo."

"Yeah," She said, cleaning her tears. "That was so intense, Weston. I swear. You were so unbelievably wild."

"Wild?" He raised a brow. "If you think I was wild, that means you're still a newbie. I hate shit. What would you say when you see me dealing with some gangsters? I was so lenient with Bradley cause I could have done better. And I would. I would be his worst nightmare, I swear to God."

She gasped. Wow! Was he this powerful? "Are…are you a wrestler…boxer or something?" She asked curiously and he smiled down at her.

"I'm more than a common wrestler or fuckin boxer," He said. And he meant it.

"Gangster?" She asked.

"I'm worse than a bunch of gangsters."

She was astonished by his reputation and personality. People feared and respected him. "Then who are you? Like, what are you??"

He chuckled softly and said, "I'm Weston Brooks."

"Stop, I'm serious," She said, slamming his chest with her hand but it hurt her instead.

"I'm more than serious," He shrugged and she rolled her eyes. "I'm yours." He kissed her lips. "Let's keep the story for another day, my love."

"You'd tell me tomorrow," She gazed up at him.

He laughed and said, "Baby, why are you so curious? What do you really wanna know about me?"

"Everything."

Gazing down at her, he smiled. "Tomorrow, my love." He pressed kisses on her forehead. "Sweetheart, lemme take off my shirt, okay?"

He gently lifted her off his lap and kept her on the bed. But she clasped his strong arm, leaning her head on him. She didn't want to let go. Gazing down at her, a smile pulled his lips and he shook his head slightly, raising a brow.

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Elodre was still fast asleep when Cayden woke up the next morning. He'd heard her crying all through the night. Sitting up on the bed, he was gazing down at her.

Oh my God!!! He gasped and his eyes widened when he saw the big lump just by her right eye…and he'd given her a black purple eye. He'd hurt her. He hit her so hard last night…but he never meant to even though he was mad at her. It was an accident.

Oh, damn! He gently touched the lump and she winced in her sleep. He couldn't help but feel remorse. This must hurt pretty much. He can't believe he'd been laying hands on his wife. He couldn't believe he'd been hurting the love of his life. He never lays hands on women…but here he is hurting her now and then.

He sighed. He felt tears tickling his eyes and as he blinked, they spilled down his cheeks. He never meant for all of these to happen. He loves her so much…it just hurts so hard. He wept. It just hurts that she cheats on him. She was fuckin cheating on him!

Damn! She had the nerve to sleep with his kid bro?! What the hell!! She had the guts to bear Weston's son and never mentioned it?!

The remorse vanished and was replaced by anger. Anger was soaring inside of him and he just wanted to strangle her right now! How dare she?! His hands clenched in a fist.

Oh, she thought he was a fool?! Really?! How dare she raise someone else's child in his damn house?! How can she be so poisonous, huh?!!! He thought furiously. He was trembling in rage and his red blazing eyes were glittering fiercely with tears. He gritted his teeth.

This is just the fuckin beginning!!!