"How dare you fucking disobey me," He grits his teeth clenching his fists while glaring at me.
"Please let me go, I promise I won't say anything to anyone," I beg tears sliding down my cheeks slowly backing away from him.
"Didn't I make myself clear...
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Madison's pov
I cradle little Leo into my arms protectively as the jet takes off. The rushed goodbye between Leo and I wasn't what I expected at all. However, I brush this away from thought reminding myself that this isn't no goodbye, more like a see you later. But as much as I try to not think about it, I can't help, but feel this cringing feeling in the pit of my stomach.
Two of Leo's men are close by prepared in case something occurs which I hope to god it doesn't for the sake of my little baby. I know this is something that isn't new in this mafia lifestyle, but boy is it hard to adapt to it. I think I'll never be able to get used to this life honestly.
The prize of loving a mobster and not just any mobster, a mafia boss at that.
Just as I let out a deep breathe brushing away these thoughts, I turn my head towards the tiny window near me. I squint my eyes seeing a shadowy figure from afar behind us. As soon as this figure comes into view from the clouds. My eyes widen already knowing this isn't possibly good at all.
"We're being followed," I utter out loud to Berrera and Flores. Both, rush towards the back window seeing the jet indeed behind us getting closer to our side. Berrera immediately is by my side helping me stand up with little Leo in my arms. I follow behind him until we hit some closet that he helps me get into. The closet is big enough for me and little Leo to stay in comfortably.
"Don't step out until one of us comes to get you understand?," Berrera firmly says before he closes the closet door.
I sit on the floor crossing my legs cradling my son trying my best not to think negatively. Suddenly, the jet is felt lowering as its wheels hit ground roughly initiating we have landed somewhere.
Soon after a bunch of shots are heard outside which I immediately tried my best to cover little Leo's ears, so he will remain asleep. My heart is jumping all over the place until silence takes over. I have no idea what to think or do as this silence is tormenting me wondering what has happened out there. I decide to put little Leo down in his car seat carefully not to wake him up. I then start to dig in into his diaper bag where Leo placed my own customized gun to carry everywhere with me while I'm away.
Before this mafia war occurred, Leo took it upon himself to teach me how to shoot. After everything that has happened, it was evident that I needed to learn how to protect myself. At first it was so terrifying to hold such a sinful thing within my hands, let alone pull the trigger. However, after awhile I became decent at firing towards two important targets, Leo made sure I became good at.
Head and heart.
Seeing the gold print, Mrs. Castillo on my gun, I grab it quickly leaning my head against the wall as I do a quick prayer for my son and I. Letting out a deep breathe I didn't realize I was even holding, I start to slowly open the closet door peaking my head out seeing no one near by. I decide to exit out fully closing the door behind me. It doesn't take me much to walk further to see how wrecked this entire place is.
It wasn't until I started seeing bodies laid out on the floor that really got my heart thumping uncontrollably. However, within these bodies I didn't spot any red eagle which brought some ease. However, I spoke to soon when my eyes landed on Flores whom lays in a pool of his own blood. "Flores," I murmur as I kneel beside him seeing about 9 bullet wounds on his body.
"No, I'm so sorry," I breathe as I stand back up. Before I fully could stand firmly the door where the pilot is suppose to be bursts open catching me completely off guard. Two men I'm unfamiliar with look at me with evil smirks plastered on their faces as I realize this jet was completely hijacked. My eyes land on the pilot whom was suppose to get me and little Leo to our destination whom is now lifeless on the floor right next to Berrera.
As these two men take the first approach towards me, I lift my gun up towards them, "Get any closer and I swear I'll fire," I sternly say trying my best not to sound so afraid because the lord knows how bad I want to piss on myself right now. However, for the safety of my son, I'll do whatever it takes.
"You? I bet you have no idea how to work that thing brat," one of the men with dark eyes responds lifting a brow. My hand trembles as I debate whether or not, I should shoot. I've never shot anyone before. The thought of taking someone's life for the very first time is making me want to throw up.
I'm no killer.
Suddenly, a hear little Leo wail which catches all of our attentions. "So there is Castillo's heir. Can't wait to deliver the little shit," the dark eyed man sardonically says taking a step forward. In this moment, without any thought nor hesitation, I knew what needed to be done.
"Over my dead body," I firmly say pulling the trigger firing a bullet straight to his head just like how my husband taught me. His lifeless body falls on the floor harshly. Just as I was about to aim my gun towards the other man, I feel a hard impact strike me on the back of my head which causes everything to go black immediately.
- -
Distant echoing of a wailing baby starts to wake me as my eyelids flutter open slowly. A throbbing pain is felt on the back of my head as I begin to lift myself up from a dirty bed. The cries are now no longer distant instead my son's cries bring me back into reality. I immediately jump off of the bed seeing a box near me where the cries are coming from.
"Little Leo," I breathe as I see him crying his little lungs out until I grab him into my arms examining every inch of him making sure he isn't hurt in any way. Thankfully, he is completely untouched. Scanning the entire area of what seems like a room, I spot a door which I go to open, but as I thought, it's locked.
"Fuck," I lowly murmur knowing I'm stuck here. I cradle my son trying to comfort him, but he isn't having it which means one thing. Having no other option, I turn around into a corner of the room pulling down my tank top as I pull out my breast, so I can feed him which he immediately starts to feed no longer crying.
As I breast feed him, I look around seeing a camera attached on the wall opposite side from me which I make sure to not expose my bare breast, but at the same time fear consumes me entirely. What Leo didn't want to happen completely came true.
Santana has to be behind this, but how did he find out about my son and I leaving?
Suddenly, a knock is heard on the door which causes me to jump. As I see the doorknob twist right to left, I look down at little Leo seeing he's drowsy meaning he's done feeding, so I put my breast back in place raising my tank top up holding my son tightly.
The door opens as foot steps are heard on wooden floor. Whom I see next has every hair on my body standing up as my breathing stops for a slight second as my eyes lock with those obsidian ones, I never thought I would see again after that horrific night.
"Madison," he murmurs.
"Damien"
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