Predators game

Cristóbal’s pov.

I limped to the bathroom, clutching my wound. The burning of the wound was still there, I was angry with the passing moment. I would f**king kill the person who set me up, There is a rat in my clan and when I get the f**ker I won't give him a peaceful death.

I glanced at my reflection in the mirror, those bastards tried to kill me, I should have wiped out the entire gang when I could. Did they think it would be easy for them to wipe me out?

I stepped under the shower and hissed in pain when water penetrated the bandage. I remembered the slicing and stabbing of skin and that tattoo that belongs to the children of the ruin gang.

I will fucking wipe out the entire gang and spare no one. I stayed under the shower for a few minutes before stepping out of the bathroom naked into the room.

Only to meet Gwen who enters the room with the aid box. At first she didn't notice me and when she did, she screamed, dropping the box.

“Why are you naked!?” She shouted, turning away, She was beet red.

I Chuckled softly, picking the pants she had kept on the arm chair in the room.

“I will come back when you are decent,” she said before rushing out the door.

When she came back, she was still red, just like the first time. I saw her. Embarrassed but stood her ground, her fearless action that day had drawn me to her and she was still the same after four years.

Her green eyes were everywhere but on me, her strawberry blonde hair was now up. Exposing her neck makes me want to wrap my hand around it.

“You should have taken the clothes to the bathroom” she mumbled as she made her way to my eyes and didn't leave her. Instead I let it roam freely on her.

She was wearing an armless yellow polka dot dress.

“You didn't provide a towel”.

She gave me a look, “you came into my house, threatening me” she gritted out.

“You made a choice. You could have chosen to died” I said calmly.

“Well unlike you, I desire to live not a death wish” she sassed.

“You should shut the f**k up and get to work”

She hissed loudly, and moved closer to bed. “Lie down”.

I did as she had told me. She removed the bandage but not before throwing me a dirty look which made me smirk.

Her stinky eyes are cute. I closed my eyes as I felt her hand against my wound, then her hand around my abdomen, when I had a small cut.

Her palm was soft and warm. She did her thing and bandaged it.“You look prettier when you are shy or quiet.” I lifted her chin up after sitting up.

She yanked my hand away and glared at me before stepping back.

I chuckled at her actions, “Don't worry Gwen, I like my women willing I won't do anything to you except you beg me to”.

She looked at me with pure disgust, “You are not my type Mr Márquez, I won’'t sleep with you so get over you self”

“So the doctor is your type?” I mocked.

Her eyes widened in shock and surprise. “Are you stalking me?!” She yelled.

“No I just happen to know everything about the people in my town” I lied, “And you are not that special”.

“This town is not yours” She argued. “It belongs to everyone who lives here and you should stop spying on people”. She folds her arms, glaring at me.

“There are some things that you are not aware of, cariño” I sat up at the edge of the bed. She was near, so we bumped into each other.

She stumbled back but I stabilised her by wrapping my arms around her waist, her bosoms met with my face and she wriggled out of my embrace. And left a lot of space between us.

“I could ruin anybody, you. And that little doctor of yours and maybe close your bakery”.

Fear concocted her face before she straightened her shoulders “you can't do any of that, I am not scared of you, criminal” she seethed, I could hear the venom in her voice. She is fierce, I had never met anyone like her. No one had ever stood up to me, challenged me like she had.

Even though she was scared, she didn't let it overcome her.

“I don't know if it is ignorance or innocence, but you are clueless” I stood up clamping my wounded side and walked to her.

She didn't not move, she made sure to look me in the eyes, letting me know she isn't scared. A smirk playing on my lips, I need to show her who is in control here.

“People are downstairs, if you hurt me I would scream” she said when i stepped closer that there's no space between us. There was now fear in her eyes.

I chuckled at her, “I could easily get rid of you and those people without not getting a stain in my name”.

“If you are that powerful, why don't you get the hell out of my house” she said. Now I remember that I have a rat to catch and I have to be careful.

“Ah, innocent but a smart mouth” I leaned down to her height, “I like that, wants me to ruin you” she stepped back but I pulled her back to me.

“To break you” I whispered, my eyes fell on her small pouted lips. She pushed me back and stepped back.

“I don't want to have anything to do with you by tomorrow I will give you your money”.

I guffawed loudly, my entire body shook. No one had made me laugh like she had done. She thinks the money will make me stay away from her. Or does she think I survived on the money they paid?

“Oh that reminds me you are owing me and while I stay here don't mess things up, I might what some interest”

“Wait what, won't you leave tomorrow. What about your men? Can't they come to get you” her voice was loud at first but she lowered it the instant she realized she was shouting.

“You want to get rid of me ? Not so soon Chiquita” I walked towards the bed and sat down. “I will leave when I want”.

“This is not your house” she hissed, stomping her foot on the floor, she seems to sometimes forget that I am dangerous.

I ignored what she had just said, “ don't forget to lower your voice.your friends might think you are starting to go….” I brought my hand to my head , twisting a finger to signify going crazy.

Her nostrils flared up and she clenched her fists. “Asshole”. She stormed out of the room.