I married the Leader of the Lions

14-Cryler

I was home alone since Ryder had taken the boys to school and he had gone to check in something at the office. I was bored so I decided to clean the place up and do laundry knowing that if I don't, Gavin and Lucca will only pile their clothes up again like last time. Once that was all set and done, I picked up after them and made their beds before putting away their clean clothes. Ethan was the only boy that never made a mess but I have a feeling that he'll be just like his older siblings and have a messy room. It's something that was unavoidable.

Seeing the time, I felt my stomach growl and decided to make myself something to eat before taking a nap. Gavin and Lucca won't be home for another two hours while Ryder said he would be picking Ethan from pre-school and take him to the office claiming I deserved a stress free day. I don't know how lucky I got with a man like him. He's ruthless and cold toward others yet he's gently and caring to his kids and me.

Shaking my head at that, I made some pasta knowing that the kids will be hungry when they get home. Making myself a plate, I walked over tornen couch and sat down and turned the TV on before scrolling through the channels before settling on HOW I MET YOUR MOTHER it was the episode where Bernie and Robin were getting married. I don't know how many episodes I watched before deciding on taking a nap. I stood up from the couch and walked to the kitchen to put the plate in the dishwasher.

I felt eyes on me making my skin crawl and goosebumps to cover my arms. The hair on the back of my neck stood on end. I went to grab a knife from the knife holder when I felt a hand cover my mouth making me struggle in their grip. I kicked my legs and clawed at the man's arm but it was useless. He dragged me out of the house through the back dole and into an awaiting black van before tossing me inside. I hissed as my head make contact with the hard floor of the van before sitting up. A bag was thrown over my head as my hands and feet were tied to keep from running.

"Stop fucking moving" a voice growled above me and I whimpered. The voice was harsh, and deadly. I could feel tears blur my vision as I stopped struggling knowing that it was useless to fight the strong grip.

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I woke up to the loud banging of the metal door slamming against the wall and looked up to see my captor. The same man I've been seeing for the last who knows how many days. He had a cigarette between his lips as he smirked down at me. I looked away from him and down at the blood covered floor of my cell. I was covered in dirt and blood from his constant torture. The first day here was filled with him constantly yelling and throwing things against the wall as he held a gun towards me. The following fraud after that began my torture.

"I guess they don't really give a shit about you" he said and I swallowed the lump in my throat as I looked at him as he said those words. The same words he's been saying for days now. I knew why he kidnapped me and who he wants but I'll be damned if I gave up easily and gave him the satisfaction of watching me break. I'll give up my life if I have to if it means protecting Kai and Ashton from this sick son of a bitch.

I spat on the floor and he sneered grabbing a hold of my hair making my head snap up to meet his blazing blue eyes

"He'll give them up one way or the other" he said and I said nothing because Zeke nor Ryder would give Kai and Ashton. Even if I've never met them before, I would rather die then see them in the hands of this man.

"Fuck. You" I spat and that was a mistake as my head snapped to the side as my face began to ache from the slap.

"Watch your mouth whore" he hissed and I spat the blood from my mouth on the floor. I want afraid of him. Not even when he cut my hand off did he see me react. I've grown in the mafia and I've witnessed nanny horrific things that my hand getting cut of was nothing.