Azzura: The Fight Of The Tough Lady
65. Aaron's Cruelty

Azzura laughed while eating the ice cream brought by Bert. So relaxed, the woman sat on the back of the man who wanted to beat her. While the rest of the people were prostrating with their heads bowed. Their faces were battered, there were even some who peed in their pants because of what Azzura did to them.

"You want me to throw like him?" azzura asked those who were bowed, glancing at one of the wedge that was stuck on top of the tree. His smile widened as the men shook their heads.

"Now tell me, who told you to do this? Do I have enemies? I don't think so."

"I'm sorry, boss. We can't say anything. We don't know who told us either."

"What?" Azzura frowned hearing the unreasonable answer that those people were saying. "You're still trying to trick me, huh? You think because I'm a girl, I'll be soft. No! I won't pity you guys."

Azzura gave the ice cream in her hand to Raina, while she, with a quick movement Azzura picked up the gun that was in the pocket of the suit that the man was wearing.

"Mrs!" pekik Bert wanted to retake the gun in Azzura's hand but the woman swiftly hid the gun.

"Don't bother me Bert. I don't want to play games with you."

Bert closed his eyes. The man was confused as to what to do, he just did not want Azzura to dirty his hands. "Let me do that, madam."

"Did I ask you? Don't cross Bert's line!"

Azzura leaves Bert. Now he was standing next to one of the people who was about to attack him. Azzura pointed the head of the gun he was holding onto the person's head.

"You want me to break your heads one by one or you tell me who ordered you to do this?"

The man is silent. His body shook, yet he could not say anything.

"We swear. We're just a small group that's united at the behest of an anonymous boss. We just got a call. We don't know who told us who."

"You guys are really annoying."

Azzura pulled the trigger. And ...

"Azzura!"

Azzura immediately turned his head as soon as he heard something. The beautiful woman changed her face instantly. The sparkle in his eyes made Azzura look very different from Azzura. As if having two personalities, Azzura smiled brightly towards her husband. He throws a gun at Bert while running and immediately slashes into Aaron's arms.

"What are you doing?" asked Aaron with a serious face. "Are you okay?"

Azzura. The woman hugged Aaron back like a boy hugging his father after years of not seeing him. "I'm fine Brother, I'm just playing with him."

"played? With guns?"

Nod back visible. "Listen to me honey, don't dirty your hands with things like this. You have Bert, let him finish those people off for you."

Azzura shook his head. "No, I'm not gonna kill them. Don't kill them, brother. They haven't said anything."

"Why don't you say you're hurt." Aaron whispered because he didn't want those people to be suspicious.

Azzura was eager to answer, but Aaron moved faster.

"Those people will take care of. Come home with me!"

Azzura would not obey. He glanced at Bert and Raina, Bert who received the signal from Azzura nodded his head in agreement. And after Azzura got into her husband's car, a group of people she believed to be the men of the husband brought kneeling people to the cars Beck had prepared.

"Daddy Beck!"

"Okay Sir!"

"In the car there's a P3K box, right? Don't tell me there isn't."

"It's Master!"

Azzura sighed. If Beck says he doesn't have a P3K box. Aaron will definitely punish Beck all-out. "Why are you here, brother?"

"What can't I do, why can't I find you? You're getting naughty Ara. What if your injuries are worse than this?"

Instead of being offended Azzura smiled, seeing Aaron treating him while babbling, like a Dejavu that made Azzura remember the figure of his father and mother who had died. What Aaron did was exactly what his parents always did when Azzura was sick or injured.

A pair of Aaron's eyes faded as Azzura's flickering fingers cupped his face, kissing his lips in a gentle, smooth motion, his heart pounding as Aaron's eyes closed, the ointment he was about to apply to his wife's wound he put back. One hand pulled Azzura's waist, while the other hand he used to hold the nape of the wife when her little wife was about to end her grip.

Up ahead, Beck tried desperately not to react. Although his entire body trembled, Beck tried to remain calm. Occasionally he glared because his esophagus is dry like going to issue sura. Such a scene happens often. But only now Beck saw Azzura who started first.

"Ignore Beck. Ignore the immoral. Singles like you deserve to be treated like this."

In the end Beck was able to breathe a sigh of relief. The people who had been waking the sleeping lion inside him had already gotten out of the car. They both look very good. The cruel and cold-blooded Aaron, juxtaposed with the cheerful Azzura, is a little cruel yet still has a little conscience.

"Beck!"

"Yes Sir!"

"More of those people. Do whatever you can. You already know what my work is like. And, whatever you can take for guidance, don't hesitate to take it even if you have to cut off their hands."

"Okay Sir!"

"Hey!"

Azzura patted her husband's chest. "Why should this be cruel. Just be afraid of them. That's enough too. No need to cut anything. You're a good man, brother!"

"If they hadn't bothered you. I won't take this matter too seriously. It might only make them paralyzed for some time. If they dare to touch you. Send them to hell I can love!"