The Gang leader's Daughter

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Luke's POV

"Why can't I go!?" I yell.

Owen whips around and glares at me. "Watch your tone." He growls.

"I care about her too!" I say in a low voice.

"Too bad, you're not allowed to feel that way."

"I can't help how I feel!"

"Then leave!" He yells and I take a step back.

"I'm sorry." I shouldn't have said it when his daughter is missing.

"It's okay.. I need you and Donnie to come with me." I nodded and ran downstairs to grab Donnie.

"Donnie!" I yelled and he came running over. "Logans in trouble."

"I know we gotta go!" We both run back up and get into Owen's car.

"How are we going to handle this boss?" Donnie asks.

"Exactly like the video said-"

"Boss we're gonna get killed if we just sit around without any guns-"

"I'm not risking my daughter getting killed!" Owen yells and both of us sit quietly.

We leave our guns in the car and wait. Finally two black cars pull up on either side of the alley.

We're trapped.

A taller man gets out of the car and slips on his sunglasses. He flashes a smile and walks towards us.

"Ahh top dog and his two bitches." He smirks.

"Where is she?" Owen asks but the guy holds up his hand.

"I believe it's a trade Mr. Wendow."

Owen huffs and grabs the back with over 100 thousand dollars in it. "It's all there." Donnie confirms.

"Good now. Who's coming back to get the little whore?" He asks.

"Watch your mouth!" Owen yells lunging for him but Donnie and I hold him back.

"Well we know who's not going!" He laughs and waves Owen away with his hand.

"Boss I'll go." I offer.

He nods and I jog over to the car where the guy is already sitting there waiting for me.

"Who are you? The boyfriend?" He asks as I get in.

"No."

"Brother?" He tries again.

"No."

"Then why did you come with if you don't have any special position to care?"

"Because." Is all I say.

"Oh! I got it, you're crushing!" I can feel my cheeks getting red when I shake my head. "What do you like about her?" He asks.

"You ask a lot of questions." I say.

But he ignores me and keeps talking. "Is it her smile? Her eyes? Her beautiful blonde hair?"

I can't help but smile and nod. "Yeah."

His smile fades within seconds. "Oh." He says in a depressed voice. "Then you, my friend, are in for a rude awakening."

Just as he says that we pull up to a warehouse and I don't even know how we got here because I wasn't paying attention.

"What does that mean?" I ask getting out of the car with him.

"Boys." And with that there's two guys holding my arms while we walk.

I don't know what to expect.