Theo and I shoot our way through the hallways, leading towards the safe room. We usher ourselves into a random room since we need to reload our gun.

"Jesus." He breathes out, loading up his gun.

"Even he can't help these clowns." I scoff, tying my hair up and loading my gun.

He chuckles and shakes his head in response. Once we've loaded our guns, we leave the room and continue our walk towards the safe room.

The halls were filled with men fighting. Gun shots being fired. Dead bodies dropping to the floor. Grenades being launched. My mind wasn't focused on what was going on around us. Instead it was consumed by him. It was always consumed by him and him only. I wondered if he was hurt. If he was injured. Where he was.

I miss him.

Rounding the corner, we see a group of masked men standing outside of the metal doors that lead into the safe room. Great.

Sometimes I wonder how these fuckers even got into the house with the high level security Ace has. To be honest, his men have always been hardworking and powerful. It was impossible for anyone to pass them.

That's how the Made Men were. How they were trained to be.

So I've come to a conclusion that there is a mole among us. Who? The question seemed to engulf my thoughts yet I didn't know.

Loyalty was something Ace and I valued in our mafia. Disloyalty meant death. No questions asked. No second chances given.

"Are you shitting me?" I hear Theo mutter under his breath.

Taking a deep breath, I aim my gun around the corner and shoot one of their heads, killing them instantly. My mind was all over the place but I focused it on one thing that always help calm down my racing thoughts.

His voice.

And just like that, three more men were dead.

"Hand over the Donna and we'll make this easier for you!" One of the masked men says, his Russian accent rolling of his tongue smoothly. Telling me that this Ivan's doing.

Just wait till I get my hands on that motherfucker.

"Touch her and I'll burn you alive." Theo grits out angrily and stands in front of me protectively.

"Don't test me, little boy."

"Little boy?" Theo says in disbelief, putting a hand over his chest. "Oh this motherfucker! I'll show you little boy you bastardo grasso-"

(Fat bastard)

I drag Theo by the shirt back to my side when he started charging towards them, "Not the smartest idea, Marino." I said. He huffs and reluctantly steps back, nodding his head.

"You leave us no choice." The fucker chuckles.

"Get down!" Theo yells, shielding me with his body and pushing me to the floor when a grenade was thrown by our feet.

Ringing echoed into my ears along with the sound of fire. I groan and try to force my eyes open but the pain is too much. I can't hear anything. I can't see anything but blurred figures. My head is pounding like crazy and my whole body is aching.

I can't feel anything. And my body was to weak to move. It was like every limb in my body had stopped functioning.

Spots of white invaded my vision.

Then everything went black.

Throwing my gun to the side, I rolled up my sleeves and wiped the blood from my nose. Stupid thing ran out of ammunition.

When I rounded the corner, I noticed five armed men standing there. Fire surrounded them along with blood pools and dead bodies.

You've got to be kidding me.  Shit, I should've bought a backup gun.

I sighed when they noticed me and suddenly started to charge towards me like a pack of elephants.

I punch one of their jaws, sending him straight to the floor with a groan. Another guy hit the back of my head with a gun so I grabbed his neck and threw him against the wall, picking up the gun. I shot both of their heads and grunted when another a guy kneed my stomach. I punched his face and shot the back of his head before doing the same to the last guy.

Smirking, I look down at their dead bodies and wiped my hands on my slacks.

I heard something fall from beside me so I looked down and felt my eyes grow wide seeing the grenade standing next to my feet. Before I could react, it went off, pushing me back against the wall. A painful groan left my lips when my back hit the wall. My ears started ringing and I weakly lifted myself off the floor as nothing but orange flames filled my vision. I felt blood trickled down my forehead and my whole
body ached.

Just as I stood up, Theo ran up to me, blood staining his face and a horrified expression taking over his features. "Ace! Ace! He- He- River-" He gasped, slumping down on the wall next to us, "Oh my God River!"

I haven't seen him so distressed in all the years I've know him. He's normally the more composed one out of us both.

"Man, slow down." I furrowed my eyebrows, crouching down in front of him.

He breathed heavily and avoided eye contact, choosing to cover his face with his hands. "She's gone." He whispered, shaking his head.

"What do you mean she's gone, Theo? Where's my wife?"

My heart thumped loudly in my chest and my throat went dry. My palms started to sweat. The air around me was getting hot. Suffocating me. This time it wasn't because of the scorching fire sizzling around us.

"He has her." He said with despite. I can almost see the gears in his head shifting as he glared at the floor.

She's gone.

River's gone.

My wife is gone.

I intake a sharp breath and run both of my hands through my hair. Everything else blurred around me and the only thing I could focus on was getting my girl back.

Rage raised within me and my vision became filled with blood. His blood. On my fucking hands. On the knife I'll slit his throat with.

Ivan has crossed me before in the past.

But that motherfucker has now double crossed me by taking my wife from my own home.

I'm a man of my word. Everyone knows that. And when I say I'll make him regret laying his filthy hands on her, I fucking mean it.

"I'm sorry man. I vowed to protect her and I failed you both. I'm so fucking so-"

It was out of his control.

Inhaling a deep breath, I raised my palm in the air and silenced him. "Follow through with plan B." Was all I said before leaving without another word.

If I don't get her back anytime soon I might just lose my shit.

short chapter, yes