Page 117 of Stolen Matrimony

Smiling, I walked further in the kitchen and circled Neil.

“How did you find him?”

“Emmet’s the best in the business.”

“Mhm.” I noticed the bruising on his face. His head lifted slowly and his eyes fluttered open.

“It’s…you,” Neil strained out. His lip curled into a snarl.

“Hello, Neil. I heard you were looking for me.” I grinned.

His nostrils flared and his eyes burned with hatred. I was caught off guard when he attempted to lunge at me. Nazai grabbed me, pulling me back.

“You bitch. You killed my son!” he bellowed.

Nazai released me and stalked toward Neil, cocking his arm back and sending his fist forward. “Watch your fucking mouth when addressing my wife.”

“Fuck you and your wife” He spat, but Nazai avoided it.

He threw two more punches at Neil, the impact of his fist connecting sounded throughout the room.

Blood gushed from Neil’s nose. It made my stomach churn and I held my midsection. It was clear the baby did not agree with the sight in front of us.

Nazai stepped back and flicked his glove-covered hand, flinging specks of blood.

“Now I planned on making this easy because I just wanted you gone, but since you want to continue being disrespectful, all that’s out the window.” I watched in curiosity as Nazai walked over and grabbed a chair from the table. He sat it down and looked at me.

“Take a seat, baby. Enjoy the show.” I wondered what he had planned but I didn’t question it.

“You know when you sent someone to shoot me, I was hit twice, right?” Nazai spun around, facing Neil who was now breathing heavier.

“I hate that I hired such an idiot and he missed. You should have died.” Neil leveled his eyes on me.

I smirked. “Too bad only your son suffered that fate.” I crossed my leg over my knee.

“Bitch!” he spat.

“Uh, uhn!” Nazai pulled his gun out and aimed it. He pulled the trigger, sending a bullet into Neil’s right arm.

“Fuck!” he cried out.

Nazai pulled it again, this time hitting Neil in the side again, causing him to cry out. His body jerked. “Doesn’t feel good, does it?”

Nazai looked around. “Now I wondered what would make this experience more enjoyable for my wife? She already took out your pedophile ass son.”

“Pedophile? My son wasn’t a fucking pedophile?” he gritted.

I laughed. “He was and that’s why he had to die! I wish I could kill him all over again too,” I called out.

Nazai looked down at me and smiled. His eyes were filled with adoration and warmness. “Now, now, wife. Just sit there and look pretty. I got this.”

I cut my eyes at him. Nazai tucked his gun away and walked to a gas can near the wall. Picking it up, he walked back over to Neil.

Neil’s panting was heavier now. His eyes widened as he watched Nazai. Amazement filled me as I watched him spray Neil with the fluid.

“No, what are you doing?” Neil coughed out, blood now dribbling from his mouth. His wounds leaked. He attempted to break free, but Nazai had him secured well.

“I told you I’m tired of playing with you. You’ve had me chasing after you for too long. So now I’m going to show you what I do to people who waste my time.”