You mess with the wrong man

Lydia and I were having our dinner, Amaya hasn't come downstairs yet and I am beginning to worry. Was I harsh on her? I kept looking at the stairs to see if she is coming or not.

"What happened between you two?" Lydia asked getting tired of my constant sighing and gazing at the stairs. "she said she wants to work and I accepted if and only if she will let me assign bodyguards who will be watching over her. You know I have enemies and I don't want any of them coming to hurt me through her just like what happened last time, but she refused my condition." I explained.

"is that all of did you do something else?" I shrug my shoulders "I raised my voice, but it wasn't too loud." I said quickly when she opened her mouth to talk.

"when will you learn, raising your voice at your pregnant wife is equal to you signing a contract to enter the dog's house." she explained, thinking about it, I decided to go and apologize, the things my feelings will make me do.

"I'll be back." I went back the room and there she was laying down, her hands on her stomach caressing the little baby pump, her gaze fixed to the ceiling as if in deep thoughts.

"hey," she shift her gaze from the ceiling to me "yes!" came here reply, she returned to gazing at the ceiling and this irk me, is the ceiling more better than me? I want all of her attention on me.

I joined her on the bed, she didn't look at me. I turn her face with my hand so she will look at, she raise her brows in a questionable manner "am sorry" the look of surprise which flash on her face didn't go unnoticed by me.

"I just want was best for, what will keep and our child safe." a sad sigh left her beautiful pink lips.

"Mason you keep saying our child when we both know that I won't be with him after three months of giving birth." the sadness in her voice was evident, wait does she think I'll let her go when she gives birth? fuck that, I will make sure she stays here with me whether she likes it or not.

"let's talk about that later, for now I need you to agree on my terms and come down stairs for dinner." she turn her body so she will face me properly.

"what if I see a guy out there who I might like but can't go to him because of two huge men guarding me with guns." I'll make sure the guy sees reason not to come close to you, I thought to myself.

"seems like you are too eager to leave me." I said with a tight smile "who wouldn't? no offense but I want to get as far away from you as possible." that wish of yours will never come true, I'll make sure of it.

"we will see about that, so do you agree?" she sigh defeat "fine, yes I agree." I smiled.

"come downstairs, I don't want you starving." she woke up and together we went downstairs for dinner.

Amaya is better now, she doesn't need the bandaid anymore as her wound has completely healed up, I guess it is time I pay my old friend a visit.

I make my way into my underground dungeon, were I punish people who cross me, their screams is what I enjoy the most.

"good day boss" greeted spider I nod to his greetings. "my why ain't you showing how hospitable we are spider?" spider smiled and said "I will fix it boss."

I smiled when Gabriel scream and begged for it to stop, his leg was in a bucket of water, spider spark the current in his hands before putting it inside, electrifying him.

He loves the screams just as much as I do. "stop please stop." I wave my hand for him to stop and he did "take the bag off his head." in instructed.

"hello Gabriel, how do you do?" Gabriel grit his teeth in anger and in pain when he saw me "you bastard son of a bitch, how dare you kidnap me?" insulting me is one thing but insulting my mother or anyone I hold dearly is a different level of a death wish.

I gave a punch on the stomach, he cough and spat out blood "now Gabriel, can you tell me why you kidnapped my wife?" he didn't reply and this made me furious.

"say spider why don't we give our beloved friend and brother here a manicure? his nails doesn't look good enough for me." a menacing smile stretch on his lips.

He pick a plier and walk to Gabriel, crouch down next, without notice or heads up, he pull out one of his fingernails. Gabriel scream moving his head side to side in pain "please stop" but spider didn't stop, he pull out three more and wave my hand for him to stop.

Blood drop down on the floor, the metallic smell fill the room. "now will you tell me why you did it? answer me now that I am being nice." I smiled showing my pearly white teeth.

"why I did it, you fucking ruin my business because of you I owe a lot of people, my company has been seized by the bank and my wife left me because I had nothing to offer." he yelled.

"tsked tsked, you should have thought of it before double crossing me, you know because of you I almost lose my wife and child. You are lucky they are both okay." I click my tongue, I pull a seat and sat on it.

"that doesn't mean you render me bankrupt, it was just five million Mason, five million is nothing to you." he yelled

I chuckled "yeah it is but I hate it when people double cross me. You know I killed a guy before, do you know what he did?" I asked looking at my well shape nails

"he stole one of my shirts to impress a girl." I laugh thinking about the look on his face when I sent a bullet through his head.

"I must be an important person in your life for you to keeping taps on me, no one knows I am married except my staffs back in the office and they know better than to go gossiping." I mocked.

"you are going to pay for this, I'll make sure of it." he spout, stupid he thinks he will get a chance.

"this is getting boring." I yawn placing a hand on my mouth "Spider." I stretch my hand and he place the gun.

"Any last words?" I asked

"your going to..." I pull the trigger "fool! you know spider people can be very stupid, for him to ask for forgiveness to he who resides up there, so he will be able to pass through the gates of heaven, he chose to talk to me instead." I chuckled checking out my clothes, I need to change it before going home, I don't want Amaya freaking out when she sees me covered in someone else's blood.