Allison screamed as Draven pulled the trigger, she shut her eyes tightly and slowly opened it to see Xalia still alive. She looked behind them and saw a man on the floor with blood gushing out of his chest.
She turned back to Draven and she noticed Henry was also in the room, other men in the room all went on their knees pleading for their lives as Draven and Henry stood before them.
“Please Wade, this wasn’t our agreement.” A man begged and Draven scoffed, he shot the man and also the men in the room, Allison screamed and he turned to her.
“Oh man, your wife is here.” Henry said as he noticed Allison and Xalia. Xalia remained frozen and her eyes were still fixed on Draven with her face showing no emotion.
Draven walked towards her and grabbed her hand as he got to her, he pulled her roughly and Henry trailed behind them with Allison.
They got out of the hotel and Draven pulled Xalia to his car, Allison tried to go after them but Henry pulled her back.
“Just let her go with him, we will be behind them.” Henry said and she sighed.
“Is she going to be okay?” She asked as Draven drove away.
“Draven can’t hurt her.” Henry replied and she turned to him, she shook her head at him and walked to her car.
Xalia remained frozen in the car seat as the scene she saw kept replaying in her head, she let out a silent gasp and blinked.
In a few minutes, they arrived at the hotel and Draven walked out of the car, he walked to the other side of the car and opened the door, he pulled her out of the car and into the hotel. His guards at the entrance bowed at him and he ignored them.
In a few minutes, they got into Draven’s suite and he let go of Xalia who slowly sat on the bed. She was still drunk but a little bit sober.
Draven ran his hands through his hair as he stood in front of her.
“What were you doing at the club? Weren’t you supposed to be here with Allison sleeping or doing whatever dumb things girls do?” He asked calmly and Xalia didn’t give him a response, all she did was play with her fingers.
“Xalia.” He called and she didn’t give him a response.
“Answer me when I am talking to you!” He suddenly snapped and she flinched.
“Why the fuck were you at the club? And why the hell are you drunk and dressed up like a whore?” He yelled and she looked at him with tears in her eyes.
“We wanted to have fun, we were inside all day and we decided to go have fun then have a few drinks and come back. I didn’t know I would see my husband being blown and putting bullets in every man’s head.” She snapped back at him and stood up.
“That is not an excuse. You were supposed to call me before going anywhere.”
“So killing people is normal?”
“That is none of your business. You weren’t supposed to see that.”
“Is that the business we came all the way from New Jersey for? Just to put fucking bullets into people’s heads?”
“It is none of your business.”
“For God’s sake Draven, don’t you have any emotions? They practically begged you! They begged for their lives and you ignored it.” She screamed with tears streaming down her eyes.
“You know nothing so shut the hell up.”
“Or what? You are going to kill me too?” She asked and moved closer to him, Draven gritted his teeth and suddenly brought out his gun. Xalia froze and he rolled his eyes, he walked to the table and dropped it before turning to her.
“Go take a shower, you are still drunk.” He said calmly and Xalia ignored him.
“I am going to my suite.” She said and headed towards the door.
“If you walk out that door, you are going to regret it.”
She turned to him and breathed out, she closed her eyes and took in a deep breath then breathed out again. She avoided looking at him and walked past him into the bathroom.
“Draven!” He suddenly heard her scream and he rushed into the bathroom, he met her standing holding her hair and she groaned.
“I don’t feel so good.” She whined and Draven rolled his eyes, he pulled her to the sink and held her hair.
“It’s fine, just let it all out.” He urged and creased her back, she opened her mouth and started to puke.
“It’s okay.” He muttered and creased her back till she was done, he washed her face and she groaned.
Draven flushed her vomit and she whimpered, she held onto his hand tightly and she slowly started to cry, he turned to her and sighed.
“Oh, so you are the crying type.” He muttered and moved his hand to the tip of her gown, he took it off and realised she was naked under.
“What the fuck Xalia, you wore nothing under and went to a club?” He asked angrily and looked at her. She burst into tears and started to cry loudly.
“You let a slut suck your dick.”
“Oh my God, don’t start.” He replied and bent down, she placed her right hand on his head and her left hand on his shoulder. He took off her heels for her and stood back up.
“I sucked that same dick Draven.” She cried.
“Ugh.” Draven rolled his eyes and pulled her gently under the shower.
“Did she do it better than me?” She cried and Draven noticed her eyes were starting to get swollen and red. She is crying too much.
“No baby, you did it better.”
“So why did you let her do it? Don’t you care about me? You have forgotten that you are married to me, that was cheating.”
“Really? Coming from a girl who went to the club with nothing underneath her gown? What were you trying to prove?” He asked and she wiped her tears like a baby but still kept crying silently.
Draven noticed she took off her ring and he felt annoyed.
“And you even took off your ring. Just so you know, the slut gives a better blow job than you.” He said and she slowly burst into another round of tears.
“Draven!” She cried calling his name and he sighed.
“Oh God.” He muttered and pulled her naked body into a hug. He creased her back and placed his other free hand on her ass.
“It’s okay. That was a lie. You give a better blow job.”
“Are you trying to get me to stop crying or trying to make me horny? Your hand on my ass is turning me on.” She said as she cried.
“I can do both.” He replied and she sniffed.
“Stop crying okay?”
“Okay.” She muttered and he wiped her tears, he let go of her and turned on the shower, she pulled him under it and giggled seeing the annoyed expression on his face.
“Fuck. Being drunk is fucked up.” He groaned and took off his shirt. He took off his pants too and Xalia looked down at his boner.
“Want to work on that?” He asked and she nodded. She slowly knelt down and pulled down his brief, staring at his dick. She slowly wrapped her fingers around it and took it into her mouth to worship it.