The Husband

The Side of him

I barged in as if I heard nothing, Bethany was just about to hit Cassandra when I pulled her away, catching her wrist before she hit me.

"What do you think you're doing?" I glared down at her, from my height of 6'5" she portrayed herself to be the victim on the exchange.

"Your wife came here and attacked me! I ought to be pressing charges on her for trespassing!" She fumed and I looked at Cassandra who was thinking the same as I.

"Trespassing? You forget whose home is this." Cassandra glared at Beth and for a moment I noticed the realization in her eyes.

"You shouldn't even be living in a room like this if Cassandra didn't convince Luc, he was more than happy to put you down in the dungeons. You forget your brother owes us money and since he is dead you are paying his debt." I glared at her and she took a step back, grabbing the post of her bed.

"N..no.. You killed Andrew!!!" She went hysterical an I just looked at her emotionless.

"I killed your brother and I will be glad to get rid of you next, my sister is in the hospital thanks to the likes of you and your family!" She came at me and started punching my chest with her tiny fists as she cried hard.

I grabbed her wrists and looked at her dead in the eye, she was sobbing hard and looking at me hatefully.

"You are a killer.. A monster.. One day you will pay." She spoke and dug her nails on her palms, causing it to bleed a little.

"I have killed for a reason and I may be a monster and I will be glad to rid of more of your kind for the sake of my family and the safety of my future children's future." I glared at her while my grip tightened on her wrists.

"Today you will be the last living Russell.." I let her go and because of her struggling she fell on the floor.

Grabbing Cassandra's hand we were about to walk out when I thought of something that could break Bethany with her situation.

"But then again, you were never a Russell. You aren't Hank's Daughter, just the fruit of your mothers infidelity. You look like you were loved but have you ever heard anything from them ever since the Bahamas? No. Its all Andrew, because they already forgot about you. Your mother actually considers you dead already since last I spoke to her, she was more worried of your brothers well-being." I walked out of there along with Cassandra who was holding my hand tightly.

I took one last look back at Beth before the door closed, she looked at the door, at my eyes with full of disbelief and hatred. As soon as the door closed and locked, she screamed like a banshee.

We got home and Cassandra was silent like when she was on the whole ride, even if I reached over to hold her hand she looked deep in thought like she was mulling over something.

As soon as we got in the house, she was walking away and going up probably to our room or wherever is her hiding spot up there.Looking at her retreating back as if she would look back, I sighed and took a seat in the living room, as much as I wanted to go up there and comfort her I knew she needed the space.

Thinking of ways to cheer up my wife, my phone started blaring.

"I really don't want to talk right now Luc." I sighed again, running my hand over my face feeling drained.

"You have got to hear this Logan, they're moving and Hank has made himself a deal with Tuscano and asked for support and protection. Don't ask how I know this, you know how our circle from below works." Luc growled in frustration and I felt my anger bubble, the nerve of that man.

"We're going on with that plan." I heard him take a deep breath and hummed in reply.

Untying my already messed up tie, I threw it on the couch running my hand over my hair this time. I felt fear creep in my body of what Hank would do to Cassandra, but it soon disappeared when I thought of the lengths I'd go through just to protect my wife and my family.

Taking a deep breath, I felt my anger boil to a level that I felt like soaking my hand in blood, again. I was once said to be very violent and sadistic that I found pleasure in seeing someone in pain, especially in my enemies.

I took another deep breath and took slow steps up the stairs, to our room where I found her in a fetal position, the slow rise and fall of her chest told me she was in a deep sleep, but she was just crying not too long ago with the tear stains on her cheeks.

Taking her in my arms I sat on the bed, leaning my body against the headboard as I positioned her body in between my legs and her head laying on my chest.

Running a hand through her hair over and over again, I felt calm... Too calm.

"I love you... I love you so much that I would risk everything and ... God, Cassandra.." I took another deep breath, holding her impossibly closer to me as if she would disappear in an instant.

"I don't want you to hate me, I don't want you to leave me... I don't know what am I going to do if you left me." I burried my face in her hair, breathing in the familiar scent of vanilla and Jasmine.

"I never wanted to fall in love with you, but you make it so hard not to.. I only wanted to help you but I ended up wanting to keep you for my own, You are mine..." I growled out and felt like I was not myself anymore.

"I am not going to let anyone hurt you..never." I moved and laid her in bed comfortably, tucking her in I placed a longing kiss on her forehead.

I walked away and locked her in the room to protect her from this side of me.