Wounded

Chapter 57

Esmeralda

Brian took me to his room, where he normally sleeps when he comes to supervise.

I sighed as I walked to the bed and slumped down on it.

I wanted to take him like I had promised, but then I was too tired to do so.

"Will you take your bath?" He asked.

"I can't walk, I'm tired." I mumbled, looking up and sticking my tongue out at him.

He gave me a pointed look, before taking off his jacket and walking to the bed.

Brian got into the bed and pulled me closer to his chest.

"Hmm." I sighed in relief as his arms draped around me, protecting me.

"You did good bambina." He mumbled. "How did you feel, pulling the trigger on that cûnt?" He asked.

I smiled. "Nothing except anger."

"And why's that?"

"He wanted to take you away from me." I whined, half asleep. "He wanted to make me a widow at such a young age." I muttered.

Brian laughed. I was already sleeping but there was no denying how sweet it felt as he pulled me close, laughing and his chest vibrating because of his laught