His Wrath

Inside the car,Elias Emilliano's cap was sitting in right on Klaus'laps.

Klaus was grining from war to ear. And the cap was happy to being gentle on his laps. This brought happiness to his heart. Nicklaus was bastard. Emilliano thought. But Klaus did not seem to care.

He wanted back his armory. Marcel dead or alive.

No I messes with his mafia.

It was quite a long ride.

Klaus gets out of his car and walks into the Brazil airport. He knew mist higher ups in here.

So he strode into office of the head immigrant.

"Ah look who we have here. I do not expect to see you. What brings you here at this time of the day without announcing?. I would have gotten things prepared before you come here. Ah I can't see your right hand man_"

" Do I have to announce before I can come to the airport?. Aren't I a citizen too?". He cut him off. The man was just blurting shit. And it was huting Klaus' ear. The man was just being all over him because ofcourse it was Klaus who gave him his position.

People like Klause needed men places like this. He is a mafia.

And yes he does.

Nicklaus did not sit. Bringing out Marcel's picture, he handed it over to the man.

"Marcel Gerardo. A business tycoon. The father of two daughters. First daughter's name Sloane Gerardo. News had it she is a bitch. Second daughter. Crystal Gerard, news has it that she never comes out in the elite's gatherings.  No one knew anything about her. She was born out of wedlock. Point is, Marcel flew the country to Brazil. My men are all over there. But then I am sure he did not leave the airport. Because he is currently not in Brazil".

Klaus explained. The man was too dense so he needed to explain vividly.

"Ah...the famous bussiness tycoon who never showed his second daughter to the world?. Oh he was here few hours ago but was later taken by his private jet to Morocco. News has it that his family was searching for him.But never worry sir we would search for him."

He sure must. Thean before him was not joking. His armory was the largest, and the Rosario clan was respected for that.

The immigration officer replied, and then Nicklaus bit his side cheek.

He snapped his finger and Emiliano rougt a bag. There was cash In it. As usual.

With a sly grin, Nicklaus passed it to the man.

"He must be found!". Was the order he gave and then left.

***

Crystal had outsmarted her kidnappers. She would never be sold to some loan sharks.

This loansharks sure dressed well and had nice cars. They all looked legal.

That was a joke. She kept running on barefeet. The cars honking as she was running through the road, never minding the road signs.

She need to run away. This was her only chance. But where was she running to?. She did not know. She did not have siblings from her mother's side nor did father's family recognize her. Even those that did, treated her as trash. She was the illegitimate child.

So she was entitled to nothing. She was a slave in her father's house. And she blamed it on her mother for dying at the wrong moment.

"Just you wait mama. Watch how I have my own free life and make you happy. Damn it I just finished my highschool. I need to go to college." She keeps speaking to her self not noticing the black SUV coming before her with full speed.

Until the car hit her and everything went blank.

***

"Shit. I am on the fucking break. Is she fucking blind?. Who the fuck runs on the fucking busy road mindlessly"?. Nicklaus cursed. He had hit the girl. His car was on full speed and he had been honking but the girl just seemed out of it. Emiliano sat in the car frozen .

"We killed someone!!!" He kept murmuring.

Klaus just hissed and got out of the car. Taking a peek at the girl. She had blood all over her face, she was irreconizable. And he was not about to taint his name. So he carried her all the way to his car in a bridal style he was taking her to the hospital.

This bastard was of no help. Emiliano was not Alejandro.

~~~IN THE HOSPITAL~~~

The nurses were drooling over Klause but he didn't seem to care. All he cared about was the hit that was dying.

"Who_ are you to her?" "I am her_". Who was he to her again?. "Her guardian" .

"Then you can go and fill the form on the left counter". The nurse said and walked away.

He didn't even know her name. And this hospital didn't seem to recognize him. There was blood all over his body and face too. It was not like there has never been blood on his hand before. Klaus had killed bastards he had lose count.

But this girl, he did not know why he felt so drawn to her she needed help. And he was the one who hit her with his car. Because he was on full speed. Damn he was not about to face the cops because he driving on full speed.

He did filled his name as the girl's guardian. What could have possibly happened to her that she was running on the road and did not know a car was about to hit her?.

Nicklaus wanted to know. There was no one to anwer that. Emiliano was still in shock. His cat on his lap. The man sure liked his cat.

"But who is the girl?. She has nothing I can use to identify her". Nicklaus was baffled.

This was the first time he was overly concerned about someone.

"But who is the girl?. She has nothing I can use to identify her". Nicklaus was baffled.

This was the first time he was overly concerned about someone.

Nicklaus didn't know what this mixed feeling was. The girl was something else.

He didn't want to over think things. She was a nobody. And he was just a stand_in as her guardian.

And he had other things to do. Things like eliminating Emiliano.

It has been hours now and Nicklaus

The man creeped him out. "Hiss."

"Mr Nicklaus Rosario?". He heard his name.

And he turned to where his name was coming from. The person was the doctor in charge of the girl.

Since when did he start staying in the hospital.?

He needed to call Alejandro here right now. That man would persuade him. This was not his thing. The same voice cuts him off his thoughts.

"Your wife is going to be okay. But I am afraid she had been traumatized before the accident which has resulted to Traumatic brain injuries which happen when she hit her head or are hit in the head. They can cause short- or long-term problems that may affect every part of her life. A TBI may change how she think, act, feel and learn. It can affect her ability to work and build relationships." The doctor explained.

What is going on?. They think he was her husband?.

"Okay, what happened is that she has been traumatized and because I hit her, she got brain injury?. And why brain injury?".

Klause was restless. She was damaged in the head because of him?.

"So what are the short_time or long_time problems?". He asks.

"The problems are as I have earlier said. There would be change in the way she think, act, feel and learn. In her case, I am afraid it Is a long_term problem. I would advise that you stay on a good note with her. She need someone who is more understanding. So bad memories that caused the trauma would not reoccur as her husband".

The doctor explained again. The girl had really being tortured her whole life. That was not a fair case to follow.

"Thank you. So can I go in to check on her?".

"Sure. If she recognizes you as her husband then please let me know". The doctor said.

How was he to tell the doctor he was not her husband?. He had claimed the title already.

Alejandro would smoke him for this.

Nicklaus entered the room the room the girl had been operated. Hell he didn't even know her name. Why did he clam that she was his wife?.

He is officially fucked.

Sitting next to the girl on the bed, she looked oddly familiar. He waved the thought.

There was no way he knew a girl that is traumatized.

Nicklaus took a call through to Alejandro.

At once he picked it up. "I need you make me a contract. The terms will be written by me. I will send them to you now. I am getting married. And don't even ask, I am not in love with any one. Let's just say it is bussiness. You know?". He also hated Alejandro's guts. The man was just too gutsy.

No response. Nicklaus turned his phone to confirm he was still on call. Did these man intentionally kept quiet?.

His quietness was no good.

"Which room are you in?" What's only what he asked. Alejandro was something. He noted for the umpteenth time.

"135 ". He replied and was not surprised to see Alejandro walk in with a contract at hand.

Only that the contract was blank.

"_"