Alex came home early and went to look for Saoirse. He couldn’t stop thinking about her. He wanted to smash his lips on those pouty lips as soon as he got home. His body had been craving her all day. He went inside her room, but she wasn’t there.
“Mindy!” he called the maid.
“Yes sir?” she ran up to him quickly and asked.
“Where is Suri?” he asked.
“Ms. Saoirse went to the garden, I think. I saw her going out the back door. She likes to spend time there and read sometimes,” she replied.
Alex decided to go look for her. He saw Jeff standing by the door by himself.
“Alexander! You are home early?” he said.
Alex looked at him intently. Jeff looked slightly nervous. “Yes, I heard Suri went to the garden, so I will go look for her,” he said. “Where the fuck is Anthony? Two of you supposed to be standing here, so where is he?”
“Eh..yeah…um Alex. I think I should tell you, Anthony went after her. I am not sure why. When I asked, he said he went to keep an eye on her. But I think you should check yourself. I wouldn’t trust him alone with a girl. He is a man whore,” Jeff chuckled.
Is that so? Something didn’t feel right. Saoirse had been hanging out by herself for a week now without any type of supervision. She never tried to run away or cause any trouble, so he didn’t feel it necessary to have his men watch her. What did Anthony think he was doing? And why did he care?
He stormed outside and headed straight for the garden. If Anthony laid a finger on Saoirse, he would kill him. He promised himself that.
Pretty soon, he spotted both of them. Rage fueled inside his brain as he saw Anthony’s hand inside Saoirse’s shorts. He was touching her. He saw red. Anthony was as good as dead.
“WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?” he roared, causing Anthony to drop her on the ground. Saoirse didn’t get up and just sat there, then continued to sob.
“Boss! I wasn’t trying to do anything to her, I swear! This isn’t what it looks like. I came to check on her to make sure she was alright,” Anthony said quickly.
“Oh yeah? Well, it looks to me that you were putting your hand on my woman. I didn’t ask you to give her a full-body search. Or are you saying my eyes are playing tricks on me?” Alex said, his voice was turning low and menacing.
“Boss I…” Anthony started to say but paused as Alex took his gun out.
“Wait, you can’t seriously kill me over some whore! I am one of your best men!” he exclaimed. Fear reflected in his eyes as he realized Alex was completely serious. He knew Alex never showed anyone mercy or gave them a second chance.
“Who are you calling a whore, motherfucker?” Alex roared. “I brought her because she is mine, and I promised to protect her from a piece of shit like you!”
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