It’s Hard To Control My Naughty Wife!

"You really came late," Jayden said coldly to his cousin Misha. "How did it take you so much time to find me here?"

"Speak politely, I'm two years older than you," Misha grumbled, brushing the dust off his body and glaring at his cousin. "Next time, find a more remote and more difficult to reach place so that I can come just to collect your body." Misha then lit the cigarette in his hand and blew white smoke into the air.

"You think I chose this place?" Jayden took the cigarette in Misha's hand and took a deep breath, while his cousin stared at his disheveled self.

"You need to go to the hospital," Misha suggested as he lit another cigarette for himself.

"Of course, I'll go." Pyro had been taken to the hospital first, his condition would improve soon, but there was something else Jayden had to do first. "After I asked a few questions first."

Jayden then threw his still-lit cigarette on the ground and stomped it to crumbs, before he raised his hand to Misha.

Misha understood what Jayden wanted, so he gave his cousin the gun that was on his waist, but Jayden refused.

"Not that."

Misha rolled his eyes dramatically. "You're still following the old fashioned way."

"I am an old soul," Jayden replied nonchalantly and took the small knife from Misha's hand.

After getting what he wanted, Jayden walked away from him. Even from behind, Misha could feel Jayden's powerful killing aura.

Jayden could change the aura around him in the blink of an eye and that was a terrifying thing for Misha.

In the previous second, Jayden would still be laughing with you making funny comments, as if he was a harmless man, but in the next second he could put a gun to your head and kill you without batting an eye.

Such ability to switch was terrifying according to Misha, and he had witnessed the change in his cousin more than twice.

And the sadistic attitude he showed all stems from the kidnapping incident that Jayden experienced twelve years ago when he had just entered high school.

He didn't know what happened at that time, only Jayden knew and he never really told anyone.

And to this day, Jayden was obsessed with finding the man who kidnapped him…

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"AARRRGGHHH!" A heart-rending scream could be heard in the silence of the night, as Jayden casually plunged the dagger in his hand into the thigh of the man who had stabbed Pyro earlier.

On the other hand, Jayden who saw the man writhing in pain just stared at him blankly, as if he was thinking what he should do again to hurt this man even more.

The man's hands were tied as were his feet, just like what they had done to Jayden and Pyro earlier.

"I want to ask you a question, so don't be loud, okay?" Jayden said softly, pulling the dagger he had stuck in the poor man's thigh earlier. "I want you to answer my question."

However, the man kept screaming in pain, completely ignoring what Jayden was saying and this made the son of the Tordoff family frown his brows in displeasure.

"I said shut up," he said, but then he stabbed the man in the thigh again, just inches away from the first.

The man's screams of pain grew louder and this irritated Jayden. He then took off one of his shoes and stuffed the man's mouth with it.

"Shut up," he said quietly, then stabbed the man in the thigh a third time.

"You won't get any answers that way." Misha came, walking slowly to where Jayden's torture was taking place.

"Probably not from him," Jayden replied in a relaxed tone. He then stood up, one leg bare, but he didn't care. "But they will answer my questions."

Jayden's eyes were now on the five men who had been subdued by the people Misha had brought with him earlier.

The five men were on their knees, hands and feet bound, while behind them were five other men who were looking up to see what Jayden had done to their friend.

"So, who will answer my question?" Jayden asked. This time, he took a gun from the closest men, who were people of the Tordoff family, and shot the poor man straight between his eyebrows.

"You want to answer my question?" Jayden asked, pointing his gun at the first man in the line of five. "No?"

A gunshot could be heard and the man fell, horribly dead, with a bullet through the head.

Blood soaked the cold ground while the quiet night instantly became tense, no one dared to make a sound or breathe too loudly.

"How about you?" Jayden asked, pointing the gun at the second man. "Want to talk?"

But before the man could answer Jayden had shot him dead and this left all the men there in shock.

Most of them were recruited by Jayden himself and they weren't from the firm where the Tordoffs recruited their bodyguards.

The men that Jayden recruited were mostly people who had worked in illegal and black market organizations.

The reason as to why Jayden recruited them was in his mind alone.

But, even when those people were used to violence, seeing how Jayden dealt with a situation, especially when it involved violence, they still couldn't believe that someone was so cold as him. Contrary to the image he displayed in his daily life.

Jayden seemed to have two personalities…

"I'll talk!" the third man cried, even before Jayden could point his gun at him. His voice was shaking. He tried not to glance at his two dead friends next to him, but that was hard to do. "Please don't kill me… I don't want to die."

"Great! I don't want to die either, I love my life! Please talk!" Jayden said cheerfully, he looked like a child who got Christmas toys early. "See? It's not too difficult to cooperate with me, right?"

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THIS STORY WILL BE ON HIATUS UNTIL 5 JANUARY 2022.

Read my new book for the meantime; UNTAMED; THE ALPHA.

Happy new year everyone!

Hope next year will be better for all of us!