Love Comes To Me
Chapter 1554: This is only interest

Carl crashed hard into the wall and, the next second, fell limply to the ground.

He struggled to his feet and fought through the pain to lunge at Marcos again.

Vega rushed to stop him and the two men fought.

On the other side, Marcos' attacks became faster and fiercer, and he moved towards Bergerian's body.

Bergerian was losing control and taking blows to his face and body.

Marcos was hitting him so hard that he was turning white with pain.

Marcos was like Satan at that moment, with an aura of carnage around him.

Even Bergerian, who was always ruthless, felt fear.

He could clearly sense that Marcos really wanted him dead.

Bergerian was so distracted that Marcos kicked him hard in the chest and he fell to the ground.

It hurt!

Bergerian sucked in a breath of air and tried to get up on his hands and knees, but Marcos was faster and stepped directly on his back.

He stepped on him so hard that Bergerian grunted in pain.

Marcos looked at him coldly, noting his pained expression.

That's not enough!

Not nearly enough!

He had hurt Paulina too much.

With this in mind, Marcos' eyes flashed with a fierce intensity and he grabbed a chair and slammed it into Bergerian.

Bergerian's pupils instantly tensed and he unconsciously raised his hand to block it.

"Ah..."

The chair hit his arm hard and, with a snap, Bergerian's arm snapped, making him scream in pain. Bergerian's face was white as paper from the pain and his forehead was covered in beads of sweat.

"That lesson, I hope you can take it. Because afterwards, I have many more ways to torture you!".

Mark's cold words, like the frost of a winter moon, fell from above.

"Then you try it!" Bergerian looked at him with a grimace.

Marcos' eyes grew colder as he lifted his leg and stomped his severed hand.

"Ah!" Bergerian cried out in agony.

The corners of Marcos' lips curved in bloodthirsty coldness, "Bergerian, do you really think I wouldn't dare? I came this close to breaking your organization, so I can do it again!". "You'd better not challenge my limits."

"Marcos, I won't let you go!" roared Bergerian, his eyes red-rimmed.

Marcos grimaced and stomped his foot.

"Ah!" Bergerian shouted again.

"Stay alive while you can, the days are numbered."

Marcos withdrew his foot, "Consider this arm today as an interest in your proximity to my wife and daughter. Next time, will you try it?"

With that warning, Marcos tossed Bergerian away as if he were a piece of trash.

Bergerian's face was white with pain and cold sweat.

Vega, who had long had Carl under control, witnessed Marcos' ruthless side and exhaled a grim sigh.

This return of the prince's memory had made him much more ruthless than before.

But he had also brought it on himself Bergerian, who had dared to grope Paulina and kidnap the young girl, which was complete suicide.

At that moment Joaquin Robles entered, his gaze swept over the fallen Bergerian and settled on Marcos' face, he said lightly, "It's all pretty clean outside, but Xabat has escaped."

Joaquin Robles frowned as he spoke, "Looks like there's another passageway under here, I wasn't paying attention before and someone snuck in. I've cordoned off the perimeter, it shouldn't get far." Before Marcos went to the casino, he contacted Joaquin Robles to tell him about his plan and ask him to collaborate in his operation.

Being able to disrupt a clandestine casino and take Bergerian into custody, Joaquin Robles was, of course, quick to agree.

Just...

He took another look at Bergerian and found a motionless man and couldn't help but scrunch his eyebrows, "You didn't beat the man to death, did you?" Marcos was unconcerned, "I just fainted."

"Take it easy from now on." Joaquin Robles told him, looking at him out of the corner of his eye.

That was all he said.

"I'll leave you to take care of this place. I'll go first."

Marcos looked coldly at Bergerian and turned to stride away.

As Joaquin Robles watched him go, he shrugged his shoulders and gave a helpless smile. "I'll still have to deal with the aftermath."

It was two or three in the morning when he left the casino and Marcos leaned back in the back seat, closing his eyes and taking a nap.

Vega glanced in the rearview mirror and spoke cautiously, "Prince, can Bergerian be officially arrested this time?"

Marcos opened his eyes slowly, his gaze clear, "There has to be enough evidence."

"But all we know is that he works with Xabat, there is still not enough proof."

Marcos narrowed his eyes, "I've sent someone overseas to collect evidence, I'm sure we'll have results soon."

...

Marcos returned home, took a shower and carefully lay down on the bed.

Paulina naturally leaned into him and pressed herself against him.

Marcos' heart softened instantly.

He wrapped his arms around Paulina's waist and pulled her into his, lowering his head to kiss the top of her hair.

Paulina awoke in the morning to replace herself in Marcos' arms, her heart swollen to overflowing.

It had been a busy time for him and sometimes when she woke up in the morning, he was gone and even the blankets were cold.

Thinking about this, she closed her eyes and felt the scent that belonged to her, enveloping her in a ball.

Warm and comforting.

Marcos opened his eyes and a faint smile tugged at the corners of his lips.

"Paulina, get up." He gently pinched Paulina's ear.

Paulina opened her eyes immediately and met his soft eyes, smiling, "I'm awake now."

"Then why didn't you get up?"

"I was afraid to wake you up."

Marcos laughed, "It's late, time to wake up."

"Weren't you late getting home last night?" Paulina raised her hand to his handsome face, "You've been so busy these days, you haven't been able to rest, I'm afraid your body won't be able to take it." Marcos took her hand, brought it to his mouth and kissed it softly, "Don't worry, I'm not that fragile."

At that moment, the bedroom door opened from outside.

"Mom!" It was Sweety.

Paulina hurriedly got out of bed, squatted down and lifted Sweety, who ran over with one hand.