** DAMON CARBONE POV **

Headshot? No, too easy. 

Decapitate him? Not easy enough. 

Slice his neck? Not painful enough. 

Break every bone in his body? Sounds good... but pretty time consuming. 

We sat there in silence, as I glared at the fucker who is using my blonde beauty as a fucking bargaining chip in this negotiation. 

How important is this fucking negation anyways? Do I really need this prick's alliance? I'm sure we can continue on with our plan with him fucking dead. 

I felt Ghost's hands tense slightly on my shoulders as Jason licked his lips as he stared at her. 

Yeah, I can definitely figure out an alternative. 

I was on my feet within a second, sprinting toward Jason. I punched him in the face, slamming him into the wall and breaking his nose. I grabbed a bottle from the still open cabinet, and smashed it over his head, shattering it and piercing his skull with shards of glass. I slammed my forearm against his neck roughly, pushing him back up against the wall as I held the shattered bottle towards his neck. 

"The fact that you have the audacity to even ask me that, shows that you are no man I would want to partner with." I growled as I started to inch the glass closer to his neck. 

"Wait, wait wait wait wait wait!" Jason screamed as he threw his hands up to his side in surrender. 

"I-I-I was kidding! Geez... can't you take a joke my friend?" He said as he laughed nervously, eyeing the glass that was aimed at his throat. 

"You really expect me to stand there and not defend the woman that holds my heart?" I whispered as I continued to glare at him. 

"It's fine, it was just a bad joke, we're all good!" Jason said frantically as he started to shake underneath my arms. 

"Does it look like I'm fucking laughing?" I said as I tilted my head and stared at him with a serious expression on my face. 

"Y-Y-You can't kill me! You wouldn't be here if you didn't need me!" He said as he furrowed his eyebrows, begging for his life like the bitch he is. 

"Come to think of it, your operation can't run if their leaders dead, no?" I said as I raised my eyebrow, and causing him to breath sporadically. 

"Now, this is what you're going to do. You're going to look my girl in the eyes, and apologize." I said as I moved to the right slightly, so that Jason had a clear view of a smirking Ghost. 

"I'm sorry. I'm so fucking sorry! Now if you would please tell your husband to let me go, I'd greatly appreciate it." He started to say quickly and he stared at my blonde beauty. 

I looked over at her for a moment, and her beautiful eyes met mine before she smirked and raised her eyebrow, nodding slightly. 

I immediately started to stab Jason in the stomach repeatedly with the glass bottle, causing his blood to splatter all over the office. I continued to stab him until his body was unrecognizable, and looked more like a pile of meat than a human. Eventually, I was holding his lifeless form against the wall. I let go of my forearm around his neck, before tossing the bottle to the floor, making it shatter completely. 

I walked over to Ghost, who was staring at me with her eyebrow still raised in curiosity as I wiped my bloody hands on my suit jacket. 

"You know you just fucked up part of the plan I worked so hard to create." She said in a seductive voice as she walked over to me, meeting me halfway across the office. 

"I regret nothing." I said as I smirked at her and grabbed the back of her neck. I pulled her towards me and smashed my lips against hers, savoring the feeling of her plump lips against mine. 

Her petite hands grabbed my bloody suit jacket, and pulled me closer to her as I wrapped my arm around her waist and closed any space remaining between us. It was a marvelous, magnificent, fucking extraordinary feeling to have her in my arms. It's as if this woman consumed my every being, every single fiber of my body and mind, and I'd do anything to make sure she doesn't stray to far away from me every again. 

Even the thought of her touching another man, or even someone looking at her in a lustful way, made me go off the edge of insanity. As long as I'm fucking alive, no one will ever hurt her, and I swear to fucking god that I'll find anyone who has ever done this woman wrong, and make sure I personally send them to meet Satan myself. 

"Did you mean what you just said to him? That I... that I hold your heart?" She asked quietly as she pulled away slightly and looked down at the blood on my jacket. I put my hand underneath her chin, and lifted her face up so she was looking me in the eyes.

"I meant every fucking word my love." I said as before I leaned down and kissed her lips again. It was much more passionate, needing. As if we depended on each other for oxygen as our tongues moved in sync. 

"You never cease to surprise me, Mr. Carbone." Ghost said as she pulled away slightly from the kiss and looked up at me. 

"Let's get the hell out of here, babygirl." I said as I looked down at her and smirked. She smiled back at me, and smoothed out my jacket before nodding. I took her hand and brought it up to my lips, kissing it gently before interlacing our fingers together and leading us out of the now bloody office. 

The lights in the other room were so dim and the patrons were so distracted that no one even noticed our presence, let alone the blood we were covered in. I spotted an emergency exit towards the far right side of room, and quickly maneuvered around the room until I pushed the door open with my shoulder. 

I quickly led us to our car, and opened the passenger side door for her, making sure that she was secured and settled, before I closed the door and quickly walked to the drivers side. I weaved in and out of traffic, wanting nothing more than to take this gorgeous woman beside me to my room and fuck her until all of Colombia knows my god damn name. 

I looked over at her to see that she was already staring at me. Her lips were slightly parted and her legs were crossed tightly. She brought her hand to my thigh, and squeezed it, causing my body to tense and a low moan to escape my mouth. I floored it, impatiently wanting to just get to our fucking destination already. 

The car skidded to a stop in front of the house, and I quickly walked over to Ghost's side, opened the door, and carried her bridal style into the house, causing her to wrap her arms around my neck and throw her head back as she laughed loudly. I fumbled with the keys to the door as she started to pepper kisses on my neck. She's usually not this affectionate, but in all honestly, I was not complaining one fucking bit.

I finally got the damn door open, and walked inside as I looked around the house, scoping the area just in case. I carried her to my room, bending my head down and kissing her the entire way. Our tongues fought for dominance as I stumbled throughout the house, trying to get to my room as quickly as possible before I bust in my pants. 

I kicked the door open with my foot, not wanting to take my hands off this incredible woman in my arms. I walked over to the bed, and laid her down gently. I hovered over her as I kissed her again, memorizing every inch of her mouth with my tongue as she moaned, making my pants tighten even further. I hovered over her, and her eyes trailed down to my jacket before she started to chuckle lightly. I looked down to see that I was drenched in Jason's fucking blood. Even in death, he's still fucking up my plans. 

"Don't move. I'll be right back." I whispered as I kissed her quickly on the lips before walking over to the bathroom. I turned on the shower, and quickly stripped off my jacket, tossing it in the hamper knowing that any kind of mess or disorder will send my loves OCD mind into a frenzy. I stripped off the rest of my clothes before getting underneath the water in the spacious shower. I frantically washed my hair, cleaning it of the blood and watching as the clear water turned crimson as it touched my skin. 

I heard the bathroom door open slowly, and I turned around with my eyebrow raised in curiosity. I was relieved to see Ghost walking in, her flawless body wrapped in a short white robe. She walked over to the shower door and opened it, as she looked at me with a lustful look on her face while I turned around to face her. She kept her eyes locked with mine as she slowly pulled the string of her robe, letting it fall off her shoulders and onto the floor. I suddenly forgot how to breath as my eyes trailed down her gorgeous naked body.