"Liam is under my control now, sweetheart," Ace sneers, tightening his grip.
Amella's eyes blaze with defiance as she confronts him, "Why do you hate him?! Leave him alone!" His hold on her neck loosens slightly.
Gripping her hair tightly, Ace looks...
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Trigger warning.
Author's Pov
"FUCK!" Abramo yells furiously. His body was on fire, eyes red, veins popping out due to the anger.
He took all the papers from his desk and shove them away. His men gulped from fear, their boss was angry and it was not good. They have never seen him this angry, the only time they did was when Amelia was kidnapped and now again, history is repeating itself.
"DO YOU FUCKING THINK THAT THIS EXCUSE WOULD MAKE ME FEEL ANY BETTER HUH?!" Abramo yells. He asked his men to track Amelia's necklace where a tracker was hidden, yet they couldn't do that. They said that the tracker is broken and they can't do anything.
"Sir...Please calm down...it's broken. Maybe Miss Amelia is-" Before his men could complete the sentence, Abramo holds him by his throat and slams him on the wall. The others gulp not daring to say anything. The room was dead silent, the only voice was of the man who was holding Abramo's hand to free himself, pleading with Abramo to spare him.
The door of the office opens with a slam and Irena rush toward her husband. The other men bows their heads in respect which she ignored.
"Abramo! Calm down. Leave him" She yells at her husband. She was not scared of him, she knew that no matter what, he won't lay a hand on her. Abramo takes a deep breath and loosens his grip on the man. He pushes him to the ground and leaves the office.
"Take him to the hospital" Irena orders and then follows her husband. The man who was on the ground coughs, and others come to rescue him. His face was red and his neck showed Abramo's hand marks.
On the other hand, Amelia's brothers were trying their best to find Any clue they can get. When Amelia was kidnapped for the first time, they were kids. They couldn't do anything but now...now they are big, they have the power and mind to help. They will find her and once they did, they will make sure the guy who was behind all this begs to die.
Author's Pov
Amelia. The only person who was running around his mind was her. Guilt and anger were always a bad combination. Guilt makes you want to eat yourself alive and anger wants you to eat someone alive. (I am bad at making quotes, sorry guys!)
Sitting in the dark basement without food was something he could handle but when Amelia is not there with him, it was total torture for him. Especially because he didn't know whether she was safe or not.
I am the fucking mafia prince and I can't do anything. Fuck...how is that even possible?!
The door of the basement opens and a man stands at the door. Liam squints his eyes, trying to see the face of the person.
