𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒

𝐒𝐢𝐱𝐭𝐲-𝐒𝐢𝐱|Gone

The day she went missing was the day that I flipped the whole city upside down, looking for her. But never finding her until now.

That's when everything went red. All I saw was red. All I felt was red.

High rage rushed through my veins as me and Theo, alongside thousands of my men, walked towards the warehouse where that bastard was keeping my wife. Never in my life have I felt this much anger within me.

It's been days since I've seen her and I miss her like crazy. To he point where I'm incapable of functioning without her.

Theo was behind me alongside hundreds of my men in black SUVs surrounding the place ready to take back their Donna.

"All clear?" I asked, loading my gun.

"Yes Don. The men at the front and back are ours." Theo gestured towards a couple of men standing near the entrance of the building. So were the men inside.

"The Donna is your first priority. She is above everyone else." I instructed through the earpiece. Firm yes Dons were heard through the earpiece after my order.

I gestured towards the building with my gun so everyone gave me a firm head nod before walking towards the entrance doors to surround it.

After they were put in place, I kicked the door down and entered the building. Immediately guns were pointed to my head by guards inside.

I shot both of the guards beside me as a warning to hurry their asses up bringing my girl back to me.

Which worked because one of them rushed over to where I'm assuming is a basement door.  How fucking dare they keep my wife in a disgusting cell.

A group of people, who had my wife in their grip, soon walked into the main hall along with Ivan. My blood boiled like hot water when they roughly threw her onto the ground.

I wanted nothing but blood. His blood on my fucking hands.

My eyes flickered to Theo who was beside me then they travelled across the room to see my men looking at their Donna with worried eyes.

She'll be safe in my arms.

"It's great to see you again Ace." Ivan chuckled. 

"You're going to regret laying your hands on my wife." I spat out angrily.

"Your threats mean nothing to me." Ivan twirled the gun his hands, smiling wickedly at me.

"My threats are promises."

"Your wife has got the body of a whore, I just couldn't help myself." Ivan sent a disgusting smirk to River who moved away from him after hearing those words.

"I'll cut your fucking hands off that dared to touch my wife and beat you to death with it." My grip on the gun tightened.

"You're just as stubborn as ever." Andreas chuckled, running the gun along River's jawline.