“I told you to wear your seat belt, didn’t I?” Carter began.
“Won’t you help me up?, my sweet husband” I asked.
He ignored me so I stood up by myself and sat down, the car was still moving but at a very slow speed.
“Wear your seat belt now and let’s go” he ordered.
“But we are going,” I said.
“Don’t you test me, Abigail,” he warned.
I sighed then wore the seat belt, immediately I realised that the car sped up and I would have fallen to the floor if I wasn’t on the seat belt.
“The speed you are going to break the traffic rules” I said to him.
“I don’t give a fuck, ” he replied causally.
Since he doesn’t care, I just let the matter lie and I am not the one breaking the rule.
“Where we are going is my private gym, my men will be there so behave yourself” Carter ordered.
“Last time I checked, I was a well behaved hubby” I mocked.
He took a deep breath, probably trying to control himself, “okay hubby, I will behave myself” I promised.
He didn’t reply so there was silence, after a few minutes the driver announced that we had arrived, breaking the silence.
“Park outside don’t go in” Carter ordered.
“Okay Boss”
The car was parked and he got out, I got out too and stood gazing at the building opposite us.
Its structure was complex and simple at the same time, the colour was bright red, the colour actually made it look very beautiful.
Carter came to where I stood and joined me,”let’s go” he said.
I followed him as we went into the building, the first place we entered was a hall and many people were there working out.
There were both men and girls there, the men looked so muscular and deadly.
“Must be his men” I thought.
“Continue your work out session” Carter said to them and started working to a work out machine that was at the corner which was empty.
I followed him to the place and he got on the machine and started working out.
“What are you doing standing there?, get into one machine” he ordered.
“Okay, let me get water from the vending machine first” I replied and turned to walk away only to bump into someone.
The impact was so strong that I ended up on the floor, “are you okay, Miss?” the guy that I bumped into asked, trying to help me up.
I took his hands then stood up, “must you make a scene here, go and get the water and come back here !” Carter snapped, annoyed.
I wanted to snap back but decided against it, so I went towards the vending machine.
It was now a few steps to the vending machine so I increased my step inky to trip on something and fell again.
“Fuck !” I cursed as pain shot through my head.
I scanned the place looking for the thing that I tripped on, it was a dumbbell.
“Who the hell kept this here?” I wondered.
As I tried to get up from the floor, I felt pain on my ankle which made me sit down back on the floor.
I looked at where Carter was, he was glaring at me dangerously.
The guy that I bumped into wanted to go to me but Carter told him something and he stood there.
Carter then got off from the work out machine and walked towards me.
As he approached, I tried to get up again but still the pain in my ankle wouldn’t let me.
“Give it a rest” he said when he got closer, he helped me up and told me to walk.
I couldn’t because of the pain so he had to carry me, “we will be going home, you guys continue” he said to them and carried me out of the building.
“You can drop me now, I can walk” I said when we were outside.
“Shut up !” He snapped. This chapter was taken from g.com without permission.
“I said that you should drop me, there is no need to act all lovely, caring husband now” I shot back.
I thought that he was going to continue walking but he actually stopped and carried me down.
When he did that I wanted to walk on my own but I was pulled back by him.
“Now listen and listen good, you must never challenge me again or else I will kill you, a little accident will do the trick, you know”.
My heart skipped a bit hearing that, I knew he meant every word he said and he wouldn’t even bat an eye while doing it.
When he saw the fear in my eyes, he smirked and held my waist.
“That’s exactly how you are supposed to look at me, Abigail,” he said.
I didn’t reply so he just carried me up again and walked to the car, he carried me into the back seat and got in too.
The driver was already in the car so when we settled down, he started the car immediately and drove off.
We reached the house thirty minutes later, it was the same house where I dressed up yesterday.
I think this was his own personal house.
The car drove into the residence and into the garage, we got out and I limped to the front door.
I turned the door knob and went in, “good morning Sir” I greeted immediately.
In one of the magnificent couches, the Kingpin was seated sipping wine from a glass wine.
He stood up from the couch when he saw me and came closer, “why are you limping?” He asked.
“I had an accident,” I replied.
“Where is your husband?”
I wanted to reply but Carter then came in, he was equally surprised to see his father.
“Sir, Good morning” he greeted.
“Come closer, Carter” the Kingpin said casually.
Carter then went closer to him, without warning the Kingpin punched him on the stomach.
He groaned holding his stomach, but he didn’t retaliate or try to question him.