I get into my private jet and wait impatiently for take-off. What's taking long? I wonder two minutes later. A minute wasted is a minute of my love in danger. I tap the arm rest for a minute before I stand and storm to the cockpit.
"Why are we still on the fucking land?" I ask and the pilot who's pushing the buttons jumps in his seat.
"You have to calm down. We've already started the take-off process and you should be buckled up sir." Leila, the co-pilot says. I take in a deep breath and try to release my frustrations then huff and go back to my seat. I find Joey seated and typing something.
"We have a problem sir. It seems Luke is captured by your brother." Joey says cautiously. I rub the bridge of my nose in frustration. Why are all these happening right now?
"What about my wife?" I ask.
"Her mother was found with a bullet in her left arm. Candice and Mrs Kings were nowhere to be found." My blood boils instantly. "Some men are following the tracker in her." Joey adds meekly.
"AND YOU JUST DECIDE TO TELL ME THIS NOW?" Joey flinches but I don't care. An emotion I haven't felt for a long time envelopes me. An emotion I'm feeling for the second time since Isabella came into my life. Fear.
It's time to end this once and for all.
"It's a possibility the people who have Luke have Mrs Kings too." Joey says. How is she doing right now? Is she scared too like I am? I bet she's giving those bastards a hard time. My lips try to curve into a smile but I fight hard against them. I'll smile when I have my family back into my arms.
One hour and thirty minutes later I tell my driver I don't need his services. Joey gets into the car and writes the address to the coordinates sent to him by Marcus.
I drive as first as I can but I feel like we're not fast enough.
"Sir, if we go any faster we might not be able to save Mrs Kings. We'll end up in hospital." Joey says and for the first time I hear a hint of worry lace his voice.
"Don't fucking tell me what to do when my wife needs me." I snap and step on the gas. I love driving fast but for the first time I don't enjoy it. I take a sharp turn when the navigation tells me so making us sway. The car moves from the road and I notice I can't control it. I try to press on the brake pedal but nothing. I need to get to Isabella.
With that thought I try once again. I see we're heading towards a tree and this could kill us. I steer the wheels to my side and move it in a way the tree could stop the car without much damage to us.
*********
"Sir." I hear a voice from far. Everything starts coming into focus and I notice Joey on my side. I look around and find I'm on the ground on some field and the car looks a mess.
"Sir." Joey calls again and I look at him.
"Hmm."
"I've called some men to pick us up. They should be here any minute now." Joey explains.
'Was I driving that fast that I lost control?' I wonder. But I have to get to Isabella. Isabella.
"Let's get going. We need to help Izzy." I wince as I get up.
"You're hurt. Your head is bleeding." Joey says as he opens a first aid kit. "Let me clean it up, sir." I shake my head no but immediately regret.
"I think I should handle this sir. You might have a concussion. You got the biggest hit." Joey says worry filled in his voice. I look at him and his face shows the same emotions. What happened to him?
"No. Izzy needs me. I'll help her and I'll rest when she's safe in my arms."
Joey sighs and cleans up my wounds before the cars come.
"You hit your side of the car. Why?" Joey asks suddenly and my eyes widen in response. Joey might be older than me but he respects me a lot and never questions me. This is a first.
"It was the only way to stop the car."
"But mine was the..."
"Fucking leave it. Why are those stupid men taking long?" Just on cue I hear a car approaching. I try to get up and Joey helps me but I push him away making me stumble.
"Sir... "
"Let's go. I have no time for talks Joey." He nods and we get into the SUV and drive to the same destination Joey had keyed in earlier.
"Sir. I have some news." Joey says after ending a call. I nod for him to continue without looking at his direction. I have a killer headache but I was trying to control it.
"Your brother. Mr Liam Kings is dead. He was shot in between his eyes, in the his left lung and the stomach." Joey says cautiously. And my headache intensifies.
"Give some fucking painkillers." I roar.
ISABELLA'S POV
I feel some pain in my abdomen and I'm worried about the baby. It's been two hours since Marko Russo captured me.
I had just killed Liam. I was so shocked that I let my guard down and the next thing I know was a knife held against my throat.
"Such a pity." A voice thick with an Italian accent says next to my ear and my body tenses.
The discomfort in my tummy has increased that I hadn't heard Marko get into this dirty room that consists of an old metallic bed and an old dirty mattress.
"What do you want you imbecile?" I sneer not trying to show the worry for my baby in my eyes. Sydney told me that they use any type of reaction or emotion against a person.
He smirks. "Your lover just landed and got into a car I sent to pick him up. Thought you should know." He looks at me and I glare at him in defiance even though my heart is beating so fast. What is he trying to say?
“I don't think you should build your hopes up for someone who might be dead as we speak." Marko says lacing his voice with sympathy but I know better.
Tears fill up my eyes as I look straight into his eyes. "Fuck you Marko Russo. Sydney will find you soon enough. If I were you, I'd start running." I say with a smirk. I feel a crump in my stomach and I wince slightly.
"Troubles with the baby?" Marko says with a sickening smile.
"Get the fuck out of here Marko. This is last warning." I say even though the pain is still there.
Marko only smirks before grinning like a mad man.
"Wha... " He starts saying something but he's cut off by gunshots. And I smirk.
"Told yah."