CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY TWO

"Ma'am" the security acknowledges, but I didn't bother to return the curtsey.

"So please enlighten me on the information you got from her that will help my husband" I requested softly, with a soft smile.

My smile seem to be contagious, because the guy quickly responded to me.

"No ma'am," he walks towards, where I sat and Gwen laid. "But I'm not done yet" he added with a smirk.

I met Logan's gaze and with an angry glare, I nod to the guy, who was still looking at Gwen with an evil smirk.

Logan comes closer and laughs softly, "that won't be necessary right now, Rico," he says, his eyes, hard and cold.

I watch the man name Rico, tensed up, before turning to Logan with a confused expression.

'Don't worry boss" he turns back to look at Gwen, with a troubled look, "I'm committed to finding out what she knows," he continues, fists clenching tightly.

"I'll handle it from here" I responded quickly and he turns to glare at me as I watch his fingers unclenched.

"I'll handle it" he says between clenched teeth. "It's my job" he turns to Logan for confirmation.

This is one instant, where I will override Logan's decision if he doesn't agree with me, but Logan must have read my thoughts.

"As my wife said, she'll handle it from here" Logan advises, Rico, but Rico shook his head in defiance.

Chuckling humorously, "you've really gone weak" Rico mutters, looking between Logan and I, before moving to walk away!

"What the f**k was that?" Logan asks, moving closer to Rico, menacingly.

Rico turns to me, chuckling, "you think you've got it made, huh?" he spat with venom, realizing that Logan is unto him and his agenda here. "Got the King's son wrapped around your little finger," he looks at Logan, whose ready to punch him, by the way, his clenched fists kept clenching and unclenching.

"Or," Rico continues, pausing for emphasis, "you've got your legs, wrapped...." Rico didn't finish that comment, as Logan unexpectedly pulled him towards himself and punches him in the mouth cutting off the insult he was throwing my way.

Logan continues to use him as a punching bag, using his right fist and left knee, cornering him.

Whiz and two other men look on as Logan beats him, but I got afraid.

Even though he beat Gwen badly, I still cannot stand by band watch this. If I wasn't here and didn't know, then fine. But I am here and I know.

"LOGAN!" I screamed, turning to Whiz, "stop him" I pleaded, fear gripping me, causing me to clench my stomach.

"STOP IT!" I screamed when no one moved. My eyes glued on my husband as he beats an unconscious Rico.

"LOGAN!" I screamed and he instantly dropped Rico's unconscious body on the ground, while I look on in horror, silently praying that he's not dead! Not at the hands of my husband? Not in front of me!

Swaying, Logan looks down at Rico where he fell, his anger clearly evident, his face still red with the rage he tries to control.

Without even glancing in my direction, Logan walked out as the two guys who were waiting on the side came and lifted Rico, holding an arm each, dragging him as he leaves a trail of blood behind him.

"Jamie!" Gwen calls me but I hear her voice from a distance as I'm still lost in the scene that just unfolded in front of me.

"Jamie?" Gwen calls me again and this time I lifted my eyes to her, holding my chest and my stomach, nervously.

"Are you okay?" I asked, reaching a hand to touch her bruised face.

She nodded, but the tears in her eyes confirms that she's in pain.

"Thank you!" She whispers and I look at her confused. "For not allowing him to hurt me again" she explained, her voice quivering.

I smile sadly and nod.

Looking away, "he never asked me a question, he just kept slapping me and cuffing me and kicking me," she cries remembering the painful blows he gave her.

"What did he say when he hit you?" I asked gently.

She raised her lowered eyes at me. "He said that I failed the King and that I failed the family." She said frowning, confused.

Failed the King, He said!

"Whose the King?" I asked a confused looking Gwen.

"My f***ing grandfather!" A more composed Logan said, returning into the room.

Logan stared at Gwen, "how did you end up here?" Logan asks and I suddenly wonder the same thing.

I look at her, anxiously awaiting her answer to Logan's question.

Looking even more confused. "He said that Jerome was waiting to see me with a special surprise. But when I got here and opened the door, he shoved me from behind and then I fell to the floor and didn't get a chance to stand up." She says, leaving us to imagine what followed.

My mind couldn't comprehend what she went through or how she felt. Just as I still cannot describe how I felt when I was shot and how I've been since then.

Stopping by my chair, "can you walk back and lend her your chair?" Logan whispers, to which I agree without a second thought.

Whiz came and help Gwen to the chair, while Logan held my hand as I stood up.

With my eyes on Gwen, "can you call a doctor?" I asked Logan and he nods, but Whiz cuts in by informing us that the doc is already on his way.

It's already dusk dark as, Whiz pushed Gwen back to the cabin, while Logan hugged me as we slowly walked back to the cabin.

"Jerome's going to be angry" I mused sadly while walking back, breaking the silence between us.

With the palm of his hand tightening on my shoulders, "I'm sorry if I scared you earlier or that you even had to see me that side of me" Logan says softly.