Chapter 31 Meet my wife

Chapter 31 Meet my wife
Sergio

Angela just changed the game. I don't know if I could have done it better than she did. She took complete control. I've never seen this side of her, I didn't even know if she had it in her.

I walk to her and hug her to me, kissing the top of her head and smile at Zaro's face. It's just as priceless as I thought it would be, his expression. That's not where my mind is though, because the most priceless thing to me right now is the woman clinging on to me.

She's coming off her high, i can feel it in the tremble of her body. All the energy and adrenaline rush that flowed in her body moments ago are now leaving her. And with the way she's clinging on to me, I know she's feeling dizzy.

"Aah yes, I forgot to introduce you to my wife, Angela DeLuca." I say as I lift her in my arms and walking towards the door and heading upstairs. Leaving a gasping Zaro's looking like a fish thirsty for water. I don't think I will ever forget the look on his face.

She's already gone limp in my arms by the time I get to the bedroom. I can't imagine how much courage she had to dig in order to stand up for herself infront of one of her biggest bullies. I hope this was all worth it though. I hope that after today she will be able to heal her inner wounds and stop hiding behind them.

I feel very proud of her because I know this was a milestone for her. I'm happy she was able to see that she could stand up for herself. I hope she knows that going forward she will be able to stand her ground and defend herself and those around her.

Yes, I know she stood up for me too. My problem is that I don't know how to handle it. I've never had a woman standing up for me before. I'm always the one doing the standing. And to have her, my wife, a woman scorned and abused and hurt by other men, standing up for me is a real honour. I don't think I will ever have anything to compare that to.

The thing about my guys is that they always know what to do. They know I am going to want to deal with Zaro myself, but I also know they also want a piece of flesh from him. It is why if I find him battered, I won't get angry at them. Because for every man who's ever beaten a woman before, when they get their share, they heal their own sounds.

Once I've put Angela on the bed, I remove her clothes and shoes until she's naked then cover her with a soft blanket. It's a good thing she passed out, I don't think I'd want her to see me after I've dealt with Zaro. He's the first in the list of many that I'm going to deal with.

After I've changed into my work out clothes, I head for the warehouse in the compound. I was not about to put him inside my house like I did the fucker who gang-rped my wife with his friends. That one served a special purpose. He didn't know where he was and I also wanted him to have the illusion of safety.

The warehouse is quiet when I walk in, I wonder where everyone is. The setup is easy, there's no other room, just the big space where I was expecting to see Zaro chained to the chair in the middle of the room. There's also a door that goes through to the opposite side of the room, which is where I hear the noise I follow.

His head is inside the pond and he's gagging, sounding more like someone who's on the verge of not taking his next breath, I wonder how long they've put him like this.

"I think that's enough. It's time for he and I to have a little chat." I tell them.

From the look on their faces, they didn't expect me to show up so soon, especially because they witnessed Angela passing out. Lucky for me it was just exhaustion and adrenaline rush.

When they lift his head out of the water, he looks at me gratefully, I hope he still has that face when I'm done with him. They bring him back inside the warehouse and tie him to the chair in the middle of the room then leave.

"Do you know why I'm called 'Lose'?" I ask him after telling the guys to go, but I'm not planning on telling him the story, we have better things to talk about.

He doesn't answer, not that I expected him to, especially seeing as he's still trying to catch his breath. I give him a moment so that my words sink into his mind, it's going to be a very long night for him, and I want to give him all the time in the world.

When my words finally settles in his mind, I see it in his eyes. His mouth starts moving, murmuring words so low I can't hear them, I do know one thing though, the begging has begun.

"Its way too early for you to start begging Zaro. Imagine the years my wife had to beg you. But lucky for you, I don't have that time."

As I walk towards the wall cabinets to the right side of the room, he begs louder. I remove the riding crop from its hold then take two of my favourite knives, a very small pocket knife and a small machete knife.

"I really hope you didn't have any future plans." I tell him as I cut off his right time. It's been too long since I've had fun with a knife, I'm going to server this time.

"Do you know that I met my wife less than a month ago? And I've been smitten ever since." I tell him the story of how I met Angela, how the first time she opened her eyes I knew I was never letting her go. All of this I tell him while stabbing him where I know he won't lose much blood.

An hour later, I switch on the sprays to clean up the blood. I'm tired of talking to him, of telling him about his boss's operations and everything else. I thought it would be fun to play with him but instead I'm bored. I'm tired of his screams and his begging. I don't think he realises it yet but he's even made his begging a song.

When I do end his life, I don't feel a relief but I feel like all of this has just opened a bag of worms.