My Assassin Husband Pointed His Gun At The Mafia Queen Chapter 03
My Own Mafia Turns Its Guns on Me
Adrian grabs a golf club from beside the bedroom bar.
He swings before I can press the trigger.
The metal head slams into my injured shoulder.
Pain explodes through my arm.
Ellie screams.
“Mommy!”
Adrian hits me again.
“If you hurt Vanessa, I swear I’ll send you straight to hell.”
Blood runs beneath my bandage.
I don’t move.
He swings again.
And again.
By the time the club bends, blood has splashed across his shirt.
I wipe it from the corner of my mouth.
“You’re sure about this?”
Adrian’s chest rises and falls.
“You started this.”
I glance at Vanessa.
She’s standing behind him with one hand over her stomach, watching me like she’s already won.
“So this is really how far you’re willing to go for her.”
“Yes.”
I nod.
“Fine.”
Then I kick the crutch from Vanessa’s hand.
She loses her balance and crashes to the floor.
Adrian lunges toward her.
I don’t stop him.
The bedroom doors open.
Marcus Kane walks in with a team of armed men.
My second-in-command.
The man who’s been at my side through assassinations, raids, wars, and every coup anyone has ever been stupid enough to attempt.
Adrian looks at them.
Then at me.
For the first time tonight, he smiles.
Vanessa laughs from the floor.
I look around the room.
“Remove them.”
Marcus pulls his gun.
So do the others.
Dozens of weapons rise at once.
But none of them point at Adrian.
Every barrel turns toward me.
Ellie gasps.
I don’t.
Marcus steps beside Adrian.
“Sorry, Ms. Vale.”
Vanessa pushes herself upright.
Her smile widens.
Adrian walks toward Marcus and pats his shoulder.
“You really thought they were still yours?”
I look at Marcus.
He doesn’t meet my eyes.
Vanessa laughs.
“Your loyal second-in-command has belonged to Adrian for months.”
Adrian takes the remote trigger from my hand.
He switches off the targeting system.
Silence settles over the room.
Then he looks at me.
“Your reign is over, Serena.”
Ellie runs to me.
Two men move to grab her.
My voice cuts through the room.
“Touch her and die.”
They stop.
One man’s hand is still hanging in midair.
I look at him.
“If anyone lays a finger on my daughter, I’ll make sure he regrets being born.”
Nobody moves.
Even with dozens of guns aimed at me, they still know exactly who I am.
Adrian notices.
“Bind her.”
Two men approach.
They twist my arms behind my back and secure my wrists with reinforced restraints.
Ellie fights when another man reaches for her.
“Don’t touch me!”
I look at Adrian.
“She stays with me.”
“You’re not in a position to make demands.”
“Then have your men try.”
No one volunteers.
Adrian stares at me for several seconds.
“Fine.”
I kneel.
Ellie runs into my arms.
“Mommy, are we going to die?”
“No.”
I kiss the top of her head.
Adrian laughs quietly.
“You still think you’re in control.”
I look up at him.
He has my house.
My men.
My weapons.
My second-in-command.
At least, that’s what he thinks.
“Take them downstairs,” Adrian orders.
Marcus finally looks at me.
For one brief second, neither of us speaks.
Then he turns away.
The men escort Ellie and me through the compound.
Everywhere I look, people who once lowered their heads when I passed now stand behind Adrian.
Ellie holds tightly to my hand.
“Mommy, I’m scared.”
“Don’t be.”
She looks up at me.
“Why?”
Adrian is standing at the end of the hall with Vanessa beside him, watching as I’m taken away from the empire I built.
I smile.
“Because the real show hasn’t even started.”