Page 58 of A Wife's Duty

As for Valdez, Leandro was currently trapped in one of his apartments, with no way to escape. All he had to do was bring up the footage, and he would get to see Leandro in all his glory. The man didn’t like being caged up. It was a shame, as there was no way out for him.

“I will come to you. This is not goodbye. I’ll be staying with you a couple of days.” That should give Leandro enough time to ... panic. “I’ll get you settled and we can have some time together. Consider it a mini-honeymoon.”

“A honeymoon?”

“Yes, don’t you want one of them?”

“That’s what normal couples have, isn’t it?”

“Yes, and we can be a normal couple.”

She laughed. “Okay then, a mini-honeymoon.”

He reached over and took her hand. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw her glancing out the window, and she had this serene smile on her face, which is exactly how he wanted her to be. Lucia deserved happiness and he was going to make sure she got it.

All of a sudden, she gasped and jerked around in her seat. He looked to see what threat there was, but there was nothing. Frank was following behind him, as he had opted to come and help them get settled.

“What is it?” Boone asked.

“That ... man, he just ... I swear he just kicked that dog.” She looked behind her and Boone looked out his window, seeing a group of men. Most of them without shirts, sporting ink. Just as he was about to ignore it and tell her it was all good, he watched one of the boys kick a dog.

Lucia gasped.

Putting the car in “park,” he let go of Lucia’s hand. “Wait here, and do me a favor, don’t look out the window.”

He got out of his car, went to the trunk, opened it up, and found the claw wrench. Frank was already out of the car.

“What’s happening, Boss?”

He didn’t need to answer as they heard the dog whimper.

“Got it,” Frank said.

With the claw wrench in his hand, he approached the group of men. The dog was cowering from them, but it was also on a leash. It looked like a staff, and from the quick glance, it was also a female dog.

“What the fuck is your problem?” the guy who held the dog asked.

“Is that your dog?” Boone asked.

“Yeah, this is my bitch, what the fuck is your problem?”

“You have two choices,” Boone said. “Give me the dog, or start screaming like a little bitch.”

The group of men looked at one another, and their expressions were all serious, then they burst out laughing.

“Get the fuck out of here. You got a problem with the way I treat my dog, fuck you. There is nothing you can do about it.” The man went to kick the dog, only his leg didn’t hit the animal, as Boone brought the claw wrench down, hard.

The man began to scream and collapsed on the floor, letting the leash go. The dog moved away, but she didn’t go for him.

“I did give you a choice.”

“Fuck him up,” the man said.

Frank was at his back, but he didn’t need the help. Two men attacked him, and he swung the claw wrench, hitting one of them around the face, the second he shoved into the guts of another. The third guy that came at him had piercings, and he pulled them, rending the man squealing. The fourth man got hit by Frank.

Now, the leader was back on his feet, and Boone didn’t wait, he slammed the claw wrench across his face and then swung it at the man coming in from behind. They kept coming, and Boone didn’t stop until they were on the floor, moaning. Teeth were missing, and blood covered their faces.

“Don’t let me catch you ever kicking a dog again.” With that, Boone went to the dog, picked the girl up in his arms, and carried her to the car. The wrench was thrown in the trunk, and he handed the dog to Lucia.

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