Hundred and sixty four

Hundred and sixty four
Angelina's POV

My eyes stared at the man tired up against the wall.
It was my first time entering this part of the mansion. It was firmly it yet I didn't feel scared, Arnold was beside me and his men stood outside.
Although I was a little uncomfortable with the smell. Old metal with dust and maybe blood.
" You remember him?" Arnold suddenly spoke. His voice different from earlier.
His tone far from when we were having a meal back in the house.
His eyes stared at him like he wanted to kill him at that instant.
" Your uncle," I said and he nodded his head but first his jaw tightened.
His gaze stick on his uncle, Tobis Wolfe. Messy, his different from when I saw him and his white shirt covered in dirt or blood perhaps.
I couldn't possibly forget his face. He was the same man that harrassed me at the family gathering three tears ago and then called me a whore when I refused him.
" Arnold..."
" Shhhh." He slide his left hand around my waist and gently yanked me to himself.
"He almost killed you. He ordered the shooting that nealy took your life and I want his head for it." I swallowed.
I wanted to tell him I wanted the same thing but would that make me a bad person?
He almost succeeded in killing and I hated him for that.
Arnold wasn't lying. He wanted his head and I could see it in his eyes. He doesn't lie, not about who he was.
" But I kept him alive for three years because I was waiting for you to make the decision." I swallowed again but this time harder.
My eyes staring back at Tobi's messy face.
He was barely breathing. He looked nothing like the man I encountered ears ago and that was because he less with the wrong man.
" Wake him up." he ordered and Riccado walked in, he threw on him a bucket of cold water.
" Are you finally going to kill me?" He asked the minute his eyes opened, his voice dripping of sarcasm and Arnold chuckled coldly.
" Not yet." Arnold replied and I could feel his eyes on me. Tobis, he was staring at me. His attempt to kill me failed. Because of him I spent a tear of my life recovering.
I couldn't help but hate him to the core. He was a beast and people like him deserve nothing but death.
I cursed at my own thoughts. Want did I start thinking like this?
" I can see you didn't die. You survived." His words were directed to me.The disappointment in his tone was real and I wished I could just pay him back in his own coin.
He ordered for me to be killed just because I refused his advances. What kind of person was he?
Arnold was his nephew for goodness sake.
" I'm happy to see that you are dissapointed." And suffering for what he did.
I have never been happy about someone else's pain but I was. I didn't feel sick or uncomfortable.
He deserved it and even more.
Riccardo stood at the side." Next time you won't be lucky and I will make sure of it." Tobis threatened and the sound of gunshot echoed in the room.
I didn't move or panicked. I just stood there beside Arnold." Are you fucking threatening my wife?" His gun still pointed at him.
Tobis made a few hiss sounds. He cursed a few times but didn't yell or scream.
" I will make you pay for what you have done. I will make her...."
Another gunshots echoed.
" She is not someone you can threaten, Tobis Wolfe." He warned. His voice cold and sharp.
" What is the worse you can do, Arnold. I have already lost everything."
Everything like how?
What did Arnold do to him?
What did he take from him aside locking him up for three years.
" Have you forgotten what happened to your family the last time you got on my nerves?"
" How can I forget how you destroyed my family?" He said sharply but Arnold didn't seem to care.
" Kill me and get over with." He urged and Arnold lowered his gun.
" Not yet but I will very soon."
" I don't want him dead, not yet." He said and slide his fingers around my wrist.
........
" I won't let anyone hurt you ever again." He promised. His hand cupped my face in his big palms as we entered the room. Our room. Three years and I was finally back to this mansion. My clothes, everything was exactly as I left them.
The room smelled the same it did three years sho. His rich manly expensive scent.
" What is going to happen to him?" I asked but he didn't answer right away. He pulled back, looked me in tbr eyes and said the words that I wanted to hear." He will not escape punishment."
" I want him dead." I said what I have been feeling since I saw him.
" A huge part of him want him dead. I don't want him to live." I explained, my eyes staring at him.
Arnold only stared at me with his dark blue eyes. His face expressionless . Nothing came out of his mouth for more than two seconds.
He finally pulled me into his chest." We can go back and put a bullet in his head if you want." His face pulled closer to mine.
His forehead settled on mine. His nose rubbed against mine.
His lips blushed mine slightly and I shut my eyes." I'm not losing you again." He whispered. His hand went around my waist.
" I won't go anywhere unless you are there." I would go where he goes. I would be everywhere he was.
" I love you and will go where you go." I said, my lips pressed against his.
I moved my lips on his slowly and gently. His hands squeezed around my waist, pulled closer to himself.
His lips sway quickly around mine. Hungrily.