Hundred and seventy

Hundred and seventy
Arnold's POV

A cold silent chuckle left my lips as I opened my eyes and found myself wrapped around her body from behind.
I pulled her closer and buried my face in her neck.
I had no idea what she did to me to make me this crazy about her but I fucking love it.
I gently creased her hip, my fingers slowly touching her smooth skin.
" We are now husband and wife in every sense, Angle," I whispered, leaning down to kiss her neck.
I finally forced myself up from the bed. I grabbed my pant from the floor and shoved it on.
She was sleeping peacefully and I wished I could stay beside her for the rest of the day without going anywhere but I had things to take care of.
" But I promise I will be back before you know it." I leaned down and kissed her forehead before walking out of the room, shirtless.
I walked into my office where Marco was already waiting for me.
" Did you deliver the body to the Grayson family?" I asked pulling a stick of cigarettes from the box on the table and lit it.
" I did and Zack Grayson, Kelly's uncle has sent his apologies to you," Marco said but I didn't say anything because there was nothing to say.
Kelly has already paid for her carelessness. His apology meant nothing to me.
If Angelina had gotten hurt I wasn't sure I would be this calm because taking Kelly's pathetic life would be enough.
" The doctor just called, he is on his way. Your bandage needs changing." Marco explained and I looked down at my arm. The white bandage was stained red and I was sure I had lost half of my blood.
" Are you not taking her on a honeymoon?" Marco asked and I pushed out smoke from my mouth." Honeymoon?" I said the word carefully and Marco laughed." You seriously have nothing planned out?" That didn't mean I wouldn't.
" You two need to be alone, have your time, and maybe make babies." I shoved the cigarette I was holding into the ashtray and pulled another one.
" She isn't ready for kids and I'm fucking respecting that," I said in a cold tone and Marco nodded.
Not like I was fucking ready to share her.
" You know it's true what they say." I looked up at him." It takes a woman to tame a beast." He finished.
The door suddenly pushed open, and Antonio walked in." Arnold, we have men from the CID." Antonio said and I frowned, my gaze meeting Marco's.
" Bring them in," I ordered.
Three men walked in after a few minutes.
" Boss Arnold ." They bowed their heads respectfully, and I nodded.
They were my men and they worked with the CID under my orders.
" What do I owe this visit?" I asked, shoving both my hands in my pockets.
" There is something we thought you should know." One stepped forward with an envelope and I nodded to Marco to take the brown envelope.
" Someone reported you yesterday and they sent this as evidence." He explained and Marco pulled out the documents from the envelope.
It was pictures of what happened yesterday.
Kelly Grayson's dead body and the bodies of the few Russians who came with her.
Someone took pictures and fucking reported me to the CID.
" Did you find who it was?" I asked and he nodded.
" We did, Boss and he is a journalist."
I see.
I wasn't fucking scared of some journalist reporting me but scared of putting her in danger.
" He is no longer a problem." He said and they left afterwards.
" The doctor is here," Marco informed I told him to tell him to wait.
I needed to take a bath.
I took a bath in one of the guestrooms, not wanting to wake my wife up.
The doctor was waiting in my office to change the bandage.
I went back to work. I reviewed a few documents and approved some decisions that needed my signature.
" Someone delivered this." Marco walked into my office with a brown envelope.
" What is it?" He shrugged, handing it to me.
" It was delivered under Angelina's name." I frowned at the mention of my wife.
I tore open the envelope, and the first thing that caught my attention was the letter in it.
( Dear Angelina, if you are reading this it means I'm no more. I'm sorry I didn't think about your happiness but I still wish you hadn't married Arnold Wolfe.
He is dangerous, so is his love.
I know you love him but love isn't enough to keep you safe in his world.
But I'm glad you found your own path. I wish you happiness.
In this world, you are my only direct descendant, my heir so I left everything to you.
Everything that the Davise own belongs to you, my dear granddaughter.
I might be gone but know that you are not alone.
Live well and expand the Davis bloodline. I'm sorry if my actions caused you so much sadness.
Your grandfather,
Xandros Davis)
I chuckled after reading the letter. You could call me wicked but I was glad he was dead.
At least I didn't have to fucking kill him myself.
I looked through the documents and indeed Angelina's name was inscribed on every document indicating her as the new owner of the numerous companies. The bank accounts, the investments, and the shares.
She was currently the most powerful woman in Romania.
I strode out of my office. I stepped into our bedroom and she was still sleeping. I stepped forward and bent over to push strand of hair from her face.
" Arnold." She flipped her eyes open. Rubbed her eyes with her left hand.
" Did I wake you up?" I asked and she shook her head, blinking a few times.
" You are going somewhere?" She asked with a slight frown in her eyes and I leaned to kiss her forehead." I can help you take a shower if you don't mind." I offered but before she could reply, I slide my hands underneath her and carried her into the bathroom.
" Arnold, you have already taken a shower." She reminded me as I set her on her feet and began pulling off my suit.
" I don't mind." I said with a smirk as I pulled my pants down.
" Your wound," she pointed out.
" I want to be in the shower with you." I slide my face down to her neck and inhale her deeply.
I couldn't imagine my life without her. And now there was nothing threatening our marriage.
Xandros was dead so was my grandfather.
" Did something happen?" She asked but I didn't make a sound.
I just buried my face in her neck.
" Arnold, you are scaring me." She pulled my face from her neck and looked me in the eyes.
" Xandros is dead and he left everything for you." I stared softly at her as she tried to process what I just said.
" My grandfather?" Her voice shook, it came as a whisper and her legs grew weak but before she could hit the floor I grabbed her by the waist.
"When. How?"I pulled her into my chest.
My hand holding her firmly to myself.