Chapter 87 Extra Chapter 2

Chapter 87 Extra Chapter 2

He was smirking, madness could be seen in his eyes. His lustful eyes were glued on the display. He ran his thumb on her rosy lower lip.

"Soon! The day isn't that far. The day you'll be in my arms, beneath me." He laughed, rubbing his hand on his chest.

"Er... It's a bad idea. She's pregnant." Cole told him, looking over his shoulder at the display.

A wave of fierce anger rose in him. He jumped on his feet and turned to him with a sharp expression. He grasped his neck in a death grip. He began to jab several punches in his face.

Cole groaned in pain, trying to dodge his punches and lifting his both arms.

It only infuriated him more. He was a mad person. His knuckles were crimson with his blood. He broke his jaw.

" Andrew," Max came running into the room. "He's important. You can't ruin his face." He curled his both arms around his middle pulling him away from him.

Cole fell to the ground, and the front of his shirt was soaked in his blood. He was breathing hard.

"I have told bastard to watch his tongue many times. Hijo de puta! He dares to speak about her." He kicked his stomach.

Max yanked him away from him. He leaned over his body and pressed two fingers on his neck. "Fuck!' His eyes roamed over his face. " You broke his jaw." He turned to him. "You have to control your madness in your life. I'm fearing you'll kill her..." He cursed under his breath.

He wrapped his hand around his neck. "I won't hurt a hair on her beautiful body. I'm accepting her baby. His baby!" He spat the last word with venom on his tongue. "I would be a good father, a very good husband." A dark smile played on his face.

"She won't give a chance to you if you're gonna keep killing people like this in front of her. I've seen her. She's an Innocent soul." Max tried to pull himself away.

"Lucky you, bastard!" He yanked him away. Another evil smile curled on his lips. He looked at Cole, his breathing was shallow. He took slow steps ahead.

"What are you doing? You can't kill him." Max told him in a panicked voice, his eyes big on them.

He curled his hand around his neck. "I have a better plan. Call Antonio. He must be missing his daughter." He laughed madly as he strangled him.

"You're insane," Max murmured, looking at them in shock.

When Cole stopped struggling, his body limped, eyes huge, mouth open.

"Send him to Duante. A beautiful gift. I dropped one from his list." His laughter never died. He walked over to the desk. His hand raised up as he slid it over the screen leaving bloodline behind on her picture.

Max left the room in disbelief. But he saw over his shoulder, he was still ogling at her photo.

He secured the door behind him. Taking his phone out of his pocket, he dialed his number. His heart was drumming against his chest as he hoisted it up to his ear. He took out his gun and his eyes trained on the door.

"He killed Cole. He's going to involve Sir."

He disconnected the call immediately and deleted his number. He leaned against the pillar, his half-opened eyes were on the door. He remembered the day when Andrew and his men kidnapped him. Antonio told him that I could be faithful. That saved his life. He wanted to be part of the Top-Ten. He felt as if it would shatter his dream but when he called him. He was glad to find out that he gave him another chance.