Inside a red car, Raphael held a sobbing girl in his arms, her face buried in his chest while she curled on his lap.
Behind the car, were three men, laying down bathed in their own blood.
"See my love?
You see it yourself now right?"
Raphael spoke softly into her ear while carressing her back.
"That is what happens when someone touches what is mine"
He whispered but this only made Samantha's sob grow louder as she clutch to his shirt.
And he loved what he was seeing.
"Now you understand baby girl, when I say no one touches what is mine, I mean no one"
His voice sounded deadly but the way he carressed her back, so smoothly, his hand running through her soft hair, the sweet scent of her shampoo wafting to his senses.
"Why-hic.."
She hiccuped between her sobs
" Y_you killed them
