Chapter 92
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Returning to what we were watching Amala resumed playing the series and that was when I heard the door being banged on loudly making me furrow my brows so did Malia.
Despite Amala's warning to stay sitted on the couch I walked to open it and when it swung open due to the force the person on the other side was using to know my eyes couldnt believe who it was.
"You!" Monica said pointing an accusing finger at me and I couldnt help but grin at the rage driven woman.
Now if you do not know who Monica is Josiah's mother and damn it I would give it to the woman for being the most careless bitch I knew.
"Who even allowed you to reach here?" I asked in a bored tone and the woman did the most unexpected thing.
She slapped me.
Hard.
Making my face whip on the other side and for a moment I did not hear a thing but the stinging sound that rang in my left year.
"I dare to do that again" I heard Amala say behind me and I did not need to turn around to know that the woman was glaring daggers at Mona.
Oh and she had a knife dangling in her hand.
"And you will never be able to use that hand again because I'll walk away with it" Amala threatened again and I chuckled.
"You slap like a little bitch" I exclaimed to the woman standing infront of me and the look she gave me would have sent me six feet under if looks could kill.
But they couldn't and I was not going to give her the satisfaction of knowing that the slap she gave me stung like a bitch.
"What do you want Monica?" I asked venom dripping in my voice and I could see her flinch.
She composed herself though. What a shame.
"I want you to leave my son alone Nayra" she stated looking at me and I almost laughed.
Who did she think she was to tell me anything to do.
"Or what Monica. Or what?" I asked looking at her with a challenging look making Amala snicker behind me.
"Or I will not hesitate to sniper away your whole family like how I did with your little two friends.
I do not care if my grandson goes along with them" she stated making me glare daggers at her and I could hear Amala growling behind me.
Oh she did not.
In seconds I was infront of her as I held her in a choke hold with both my hands and her eyes bulged out in surprise.
"I dare you Monica do it and I'll make you watch your internal and external organs get donated" I stated lifting her up from the floor with both my hands still on her neck cutting down her air supply.
Not completely but enough to send her into a frenzy panick.
"I see you are handling this well" I heard a foreign male voice making me immediately release the woman in my hold then looked at Josiah's father who stood next to us at the entrance.
I then watched the woman who was now on the floor tumble to get up in her heels and I could feel anger swimming in me.
Did she just threaten to kill my baby.
Looking at her again she was up and this time I did not know what came into me but I felt like screaming and crying at the same time.
It had been a minute since I felt such anger and the woman who was now standing up moved her chin up and neck straight then walked out of my home.
It took everything in me not to go and snap her neck.
I could feel Amala's hand on my shoulder as she soothed me to calm down.
Shrugging her hand off me I walked to the couch to sit down.
I had vowed that I was never to be using such skills in the open and now that this woman has set eyes on me she vowed to make my life a living hell by making me dive in my past.
I knew for a fact that my parents could protect my baby and I was even sure that they had eyes everywhere due to connections but then again what kind of mother would I be if I did not react when someone threatens my son.
I did not even know how I did it.
It just happened automatically like an instinct.
I was mad.
Really mad how dare she come in here and threaten my son.
Son of a bitch.
Well more like daughter of the devil himself.
"Are you okay?" I heard Josiah father ask and I was not even in the mood to lift up my head and answer him so instead I just shook my head.
"She is probably going to come back for my head after that" I murmured for only him and I to hear.
I mean I had to make sure he did not suspect that I choke people for a living right.
I could hear him chuckle so I rose my head to look at him.
Despite the fact that he was not Josiah's biological father I could honestly see the love he carried for him and how proud be was of him when he responded me.
"I'll make sure she does not even think about putting a foot in this building again" he said looking at me and I nodded. My lips pursued in a thin line.
