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Shakayla's POV

It's currently 2 in the morning and Iyla wouldn't stop crying. I've done everything I could but it's something really wrong. Antonio is away for business so it's just us two.

I called my mom and Antonio's mom to see if they could help. They told me to do multiple things. I did as they said but nothing worked. I called Kaya as well but she didn't answer.

I decided to just go to the hospital. Iyla calmed down for a little once I started driving but started back up again. I pulled to the emergency room and went right in.

I ended up being there for 3 whole hours with Iyla. The doctors told me she had bronchitis and she wasn't breathing correctly that's why she wouldn't stop crying. My eyes began to well up but I looked up at the ceiling to stop the tears from falling.

She had to get medication in order to help with her breathing. After we came from the hospital I held Iyla the whole night to make sure she was ok. I felt like if I put her down she would stop breathing.

I ended up going to sleep with Iyla laying on my chest. When I woke up she was just staring at me while chewing on her fingers.

"Good morning mommy's baby." I got up and gave her a few kisses. I tried called Antonio again but he didn't answer.

I got up, put Iyla on the floor so she could crawl around while I do my morning routine. When I finished I ran a bath for the both of us. As we were in the bath I hear a loud sound. It caused Iyla to jump ad she started crying. I got up and my first instinct was to lock the bedroom door.

After I did that it was another loud booming sound. It sounded like some kind of explosion or gunshot. I got Iyla and went inside my closet. I hurried and put on some sweats and a tee shirt. Then I put Iyla in a random onesie.

My hands started shaking from the sound of foot steps and gunshots. Tears started falling down my face. I tried looking for my phone only to remember that it was on the bed.

"Shit shit shit." I cursed myself.

I then remembered my Apple Watch was in my jewelry box. I got up and started calling Antonio. I don't know why 911 wasn't the first people I called. It dialed for one second before he answered.

"Hello?"

"Antonio something is going on and I'm scared, I don't know what's happening."

"What's going on Shakayla?"

"People are shooting and it sounds like their in my house. I'm scared."

"Shakayla where are located in the house?"

"I'm in my closet."

"Whatever you do don't leave out the closet, you hear me?"

"Y-yes I hear you."

I heard footsteps getting closer.

"Their getting closer Antonio, where are you?"

Before he could answer the line went dead and I heard my bedroom door bust open. Iyla was about to start crying again but I held her ears closed and held the pacifier in her mouth.

I tried calling Antonio again but it went straight to voicemail. I started looking around for places to hide Iyla but I couldn't find anything. Next thing I know someone opened the closet door with a mask and all black on. They started coming towards me.

"No!" I tried fighting him.

He gripped my ankles and slid me closer to him. "Get the fuck off of me!" I slapped and scratched until I couldn't anymore. Iyla was screaming crying.

The guy started laughing then put a piece of cloth over my mouth causing me to pass out.

Antonio's POV

When I got that call from Shakayla I called my men as fast as I could. I was already on my way back home when she called.

When I got to Shakayla's condo complex the building was torn to shreds. It was bodies everywhere. They scene made my jaw tick. We went right up to Shakayla's condo and her door was open and everything was in place. I went right to the closet just to see blood on the floor.

"Fuck! Go get the video footage! I need to know where they are and who did this!"

I sat on the bed combing my hands through my hair. I'm trying my best to keep my composure.

The men men I hired to watch over Shakayla and Iyla are dead. Im trying not to think the same thing happened to Iyla and Shakayla but it's hard not to. I know how these things go.

Most of the time they wait up to 24 hours but I'm not sure who did this. When I find out best believe I'm going to torture this motherfucker until he's begging for me to stop.
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I sat in my office thinking things over. I was losing my damn mind. Whoever did this was smart and didn't leave any crumbs. I haven't slept in 24 hours. I can't rest until I find them. I don't care what I have to do-I'll do it.

"Sir we might have found something." One of my men came in saying.

"What? What did you find?"

"So Shakayla must've had on her Apple Watch and the last place it was located at was at some house 30 minutes from here."

"Okay let get a move on."

"Sir." He put his hand on my shoulder. I gave him a glare. "I don't think you should go, just in case it's something is there you don't want to see." He gave me a sad look.

"I don't care, I'm going."

"You've been through this once already."

"I don't give a shit! We're waisting time just sitting here, get the fuck off of me before you end up missing next." I said sternly.

I called all the men I could get and we headed over to the warehouse to gear up. I got every weapon I could think of to take whoever this bitch is down. They're going to realize they fucked with the wrong one.

When we pulled up to the house I noticed it was the only house that didn't look abandoned.

"What the fuck is going on?" Alonzo said confused.

"I'm not sure, it might be a trap."

"Cover us." Was all I said as we made our way in the house. As we looked around the house was empty until we got to the back room and it was a trail of blood leading to the back room. My heart started beating quickly.

"Let me go first." Alonzo suggested.

I sigh and let him pass me. He opened the door and stopped.

"What is it?" I said walking in and froze.

It was Iyla's blanket covered in blood. With a note next to it. I picked up the note and it read.

To Antonio the great....

I told you our next encounter would not be as nice as the last one. I want my part of the deal! If you do not give me what I want. Your pretty little daughter will be sold to sex trafficking. I already had my fun with Shakayla and boy oh boy is she a keeper. I see why your so pussy whipped. ;)

After reading the note I already knew who it was. I was suppose to make a deal with Stefan over a year ago but I didn't like the way he thought mentally.

He tried to start sex trafficking for more money but I hated the thought of just knowing what they do to those people.

"Fanculo!" I screamed from the top of my lungs.

I knew I only had a few more hours to get everything done. Make up a plan and kill this motherfucker was the only things on my list.

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