A Shot At Love [MFBTY- Bizzy AMBW]

Chapter 15

"Miss Reid? Miss Reid? Wake up!" I jolted awake from the nurse pinching me.

"Mmm?" I groaned swatting her away.

"The doctor is here to see you now." The nurse rolled her eyes.

Bish! How dare she wake me from that beautiful dream of marrying Bizzy. I glared at her. "Oh sorry. I must've fallen asleep waiting for you to do your job. You took so long I even got my memory back." She mumbled something in Korean and I smirked. Yeah, mess with me now, trick.

A tall man with brown hair and blue eyes approached me. He definitely wasn't Korean. "Hello, Miss Reid. I'm Doctor S. and I'll be looking after you from now on."

"Sup!" I nodded my head to him. He chuckled. "So what does the 'S' stand for?"

"Stroganoff." He deadpanned.

I furrowed my brows and tilted my head. That name sounds vaguely familiar. My eyes widened as I recalled Bizzy fighting a guy with the last name Stroganoff. "You wouldn't happen to be related to a boxer named Vladimir Stroganoff, would you?" I laughed out of nervousness.

"Why yes! He's my younger brother." Doctor Stroganoff transformed right before my very eyes. One minute he was calm and professional, and then next he was deranged and bipolar. "You catch on quick. I like that."

"Oh hell no!" I jumped out of the bed just as the nurse lunged for me with a syringe. I picked up the tray and slammed it across her face. She was knocked out instantly. Doctor Stroganoff pinned me from the back. I head butted him, and he stumbled back holding his bleeding nose.

"Fiesty. You'll do well being apart of my family." He smirked.

I put my hands on my hips in defiance. "Nah, homie. You got the wrong one. I belong to someone else."

He circled me like I was his prey. "Hmmm.. that's interesting, because the last I heard he broke your heart."

"How did you-" I started, but Doctor Stroganoff cut me off.

Waving his hand in front of his face he continued talking. "None of that matters now, because I'm taking you home with me."

"No thank y-" The nurse jabbed me in the neck with the syringe and I passed out.

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I woke up groggy with my neck in pain. That wretched nurse. Wait until I get my hands on her! Looking around I took in my surroundings. "What the?" My hands grazed the rusted bars. This cracker jack got me all types of messed up! I know he didn't put me in a cage.

I kicked at the bars viciously. "Kick away, darling, but it won't do you any good." Vladimir Stroganoff appeared from the shadows.

"I didn't know you lived underground like a rat. Hmmm... I guess it fits you though." I shrugged. His hand reached into the bars at lightning speed and he grabbed my neck.

"You need to be taught a lesson. That smart mouth of yours will get you killed." Vladimir added pressure, and I hit at his arms. He laughed and let go. I crawled back and gasped for air.

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Bizzy's POV:

"That will be $30. Your wife must be really special." The cashier said as she handed me the pink roses.

"She is. Thank you!" I slightly bowed and left. Heading up to Mo's room I met JK and Tasha at the elevator. Once the door opened on the 3rd floor it was chaos everywhere. The lights were broken, paper was scattered and people were groaning in pain on the floor. "Mo..."

I bolted to her room to find it empty. It was like a tornado had gone through it. The flowers dropped out of my hand shattering the vase. A note on her pillow drew me further into the room.

"I have your precious Mo. If you want her you'll have to fight to get her back." -Stroganoff

I fell to my knees and yelled out in anger. JK placed his hand on my shoulder. "You can't fight. Your shoulder...."

"I know, but I have to try. I won't leave her at his mercy." My fists were balled at my side, and I hung my head low.

Tasha spoke up. "Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!"

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Veronica's POV:

I heard a female's voice in the cage next to ours. We've been held captive for 3 days. I thought for sure that we were dead in that alley.

Flashback:

"What should we do?" Joon-ho asked angrily.

"There's nothing you can do." A shadow emerged from the darkness.

Joon-ho weakly stood in front of me. "Who the hell are you?"

"Roman Stroganoff.... the last face you'll see before you die." He taunted.

We were brought to our knees by men behind us. They put bags over our heads and someone clocked a gun. "Your time has run out. Say goodbye." The gun went off 3 times, but I was still very much alive.

"Dongho, Joon-ho... are you still alive?" I whispered.

"Yeah. We are..." they answered simultaneously. Roman took the bags off of our heads and smiled. I looked behind me at the 3 guards, but they were dead.

"What? I don't understand." What was going on? I was so lost. Is he going to kill us or not?

"Ah, that. My brother's just mad that he lost the fight against Bizzy. Those were his bodyguards he sent to watch over my every move. He says I'm getting soft." He scoffed. "Can you believe that punk?"

"Uh, ok... so what do you want with Mo?" Dongho asked, his anger rising slightly.

"And who's been texting me about her?" I spoke up angry as well.

Roman put his hand up and silenced us. "I have a wife; she's a HUGE fan of Mo. Ever since Macy has shown us pictures of Mo, Vladimir has been obsessed with her. He had a hard time focusing at the boxing match, because he seen her for the first time in person. My brother is such a fool.

I told him that she was taken way before then, but he wouldn't listen. Vladimir is the one who's been texting you, Veronica. He only made it seem like it was me."

"That still doesn't explain why you're here." Joon-ho chimed in. "I got bored doing paper work. Running a mafia is hard work. So I decided to play along. We have codes of honor that you do not break, and Vladimir has crossed the line. Macy has asked me to step in and save you all. What the wife wants she gets.

Vladimir wants a rematch with Bizzy to prove to Mo that he's worthy of her love, but Bizzy is in no shape to fight. I know he messed up his shoulder pretty bad trying to save Mo from the car." Roman sighed.

"Come now. Let's go back to my place. I'll need you all to play along and act like my prisoners for now. I just need Bizzy, Tasha and JK all in the same place, and I'll put a stop to my brother's foolish ways."

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Joon-ho and Dongho were staring at me. "That sounds like Mo." Joon-ho stated worried.

"Damn, he got to her." Dongho gritted his teeth. "Bizzy better hurry. Knowing Mo she won't last long with Vladimir. She's too sassy and stubborn." I chuckled.

"Bizzy, come quick." I whispered.