Fucking blade in my thigh
William Rostov
I ordered Marcus to drugged her or knock her out because I do not have time to argue with her with Robert brandy at my door step. I saw Marcus moving to pound her. But before he grabbed her to knock her out. She dodged him by rolling back on her stomach. And while doing so she kicked her heals so hard in his groin that he was crying like a baby. And while dodging him she also grabbed his machine gun and aimed towards him. Holy fuck.
“wife Now is not the time for a child’s play, go home”. I shouted at her. But she my wife did not pay a little attention to what I say. She just moved his aim from Marcus to me. And grab two magazines from the and wear it across her waist. Bravo now she is going to shoot me with the enemy so close.
“Husband I do not want to waste my bullets. They should killed our enemy not you so the decision is yours” she said and everyone in the room started looking at her. They were literally ogling my wife. God damn