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Over the night, Isla pondered her thoughts for the mafia boss. She was always told that being gay was a bad thing, not normal. But she couldn't get what Sadie said out of her mind.

You know that isn't bad right?

Isla remembered how it felt when the redhead kissed her. How she was surprised but secretly wanted to kiss her again. She was up all night thinking about the redhead and how upset she was when she left. Isla didn't know it, but she was falling for the mafia boss.

***

The door opens up in the morning and Isla sits up tiredly to see who's coming in. It's Felipé.

"Scrambled eggs again, Miss?" he asks. Isla's heart hurts a little as she was expecting Sadie.

"Uh, yeah, sure," she answers. He turns to leave but she stops him, "Can you ask her to bring it down?"

He pauses, "You mean, Madame Sink?"

"Uh, the redhead? Yeah, sure, her," the brunette says, realizing she's never even known her name.

"No promises," he says coldly before closing the door. Isla lies back down, waiting now to see if Sadie would come down.

***

"Well?"

"We have no leads at the moment. All of the local gangs have cooperated and Isla is not with any of them," the head of police says over a video conference with the US Ambassador and the Rhodes.

"Oh, god!" Isla's mom cries, "Where could she be?"

"Ma'am, I assure you, we are doing our best to find your daughter," he says calmly.

"What about her phone?" her father asks.

"The last location ping was on the street where she was taken. The people who have her probably turned it off," he says. Her father sighs.

"What can we do?" he asks.

"We're going to do another press conference. Would you be able to say a few words? It might get the attention of whoever has her," the officer suggests.

"Yeah... yeah, whatever it takes," Isla's father assures him. He holds his wife close, who sobs.

"I'll coach them on what to say and we'll have the video to you in an hour?" the US Ambassador asks.

"Perfecto," the officer answers. The video conference ends and the police go back out to continue canvassing. Although Sadie's mafia is so discrete, most don't even know she is in town when she is there.

***

"Ma'am," Felipé calls to Sadie. She turns, "the girl has requested you bring the food down to her."

Sadie stops in her tracks and thinks for a moment, "No, send it down, give her an hour, and then take the tray."

"Yes Ma'am," he answers. He begins to head down to the cellar. He opens the door to find Isla in bed.

"Where is she?"

"She denied your request," Felipé tells her. He left the door open and she yells.

"Hey! Come down here! Please! Please!" Felipé quickly exits and slams the door. He retreats up the stairs to apologize for the girl being loud.

"Ma'am, I only left the door open for a second, I didn't know she would ———"

"Don't worry about it," she quickly cuts him off and goes down to the cellar.

"Yes Ma'am," he answers and quickly goes back to the kitchen. Sadie opens the door and finds Isla smiling.

"What do you need?" the redhead asks coldly. Isla's smile fades.

"I wanted to talk to you," she says hesitantly, "if that's okay?"

"Speak."

"About yesterday... I, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have freaked out on you," the girl apologizes, "I was told that being gay is bad and I guess I was trying to convince myself I wasn't."

"Okay," Sadie answers.

"Can we start over?" the brunette asks, "Maybe not from the kidnapping point but like... where we were yesterday?"

"Where were we yesterday?" the redhead asks confused. Isla gets up and Sadie instinctively reaches for her holster.

"I'm not gonna try and run," Isla announces as she approaches the girl. Sadie moves her hand away from her holster and allows the girl to approach. Isla leans up while looking Sadie in the eyes before kissing her, "Start from here?"

"Yeah," the redhead answers. The two kiss again, this time, with Sadie softening and leading Isla back toward the bed. The brunette is hungry for the redhead's lips, having wanted this all her life. Sadie is gentle with her though, placing her hand on Isla's cheek.

They don't get too far, Denmar knocks on the door.

"Ma'am? We have a situation," he says from outside. The two stop kissing and Sadie straightens up.

"I'll be back," she says sternly before exiting Isla's room.

"Wait, can I—-"

Sadie shuts the door without hearing Isla's question. The girl sighs back on the bed, feeling frustrated but also having butterflies in her stomach from the redhead.

"What is it?" Sadie asks her right-hand man.

"Victor Stinach, he's found us," he answers, bringing up a tablet that's hooked up to the security surveillance.

"How the hell did he find us out here?" Sadie angrily asks.

"Not sure Ma'am, I can have Weston find out," he offers.

"No time. Send Trent and Lyle down here to guard her room. Gather the rest in the foyer," she orders.

"I thought we were getting rid of her, Ma'am?" Denmar asks as they walk out of the cellar.

"Just get them down here!"

"Yes Ma'am," he grabs his walkie-talkie and begins to spew orders into it. Sadie retreats to the gun room, getting a fresh .9 mm. She then goes to the foyer, where most of her men wait. They have various machine guns and pistols.

"Let them get inside of the perimeter when they hit twenty yards: open season," she orders. The men all nod and take their places outside, waiting for Victor's men to try and ambush them.

Sadie goes up to the balcony on the second floor, waiting proudly and unafraid of bullets.

In the broad daylight, Sadie's men can see Victor's men from far away.

"They're inside!" she yells. For Victor's men, it looks like the most powerful mafia boss is standing without protection, easy to take out.

They get closer and a sniper stands up through the sunroof of one of the vehicles.

"Light 'em up," she says. Within seconds, bullets are firing at rapid speed. Glass breaks and the cars begin to stop rolling, "Go for it."

A second wave of men comes out from hiding. They charge to the cars, dragging all of Victor's men out and making sure they are thoroughly dead.

"What do you want done?" One of Sadie's men asks.

"Sea burial," she says. The men all understand and begin to load the bodies back into their own cars. They then get into the cars and drive them out of the Estate. Sadie's men will drive them to a cliff, dump the bodies and send the cars off the side as well. Victor will never know what happened to his men, other than they did not succeed in taking down Sadie Sink.

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