Forty

ISABELLA'S POV 

Marko's eyes blaze with anger after the mocking tone I use. 

"Even if you hide me under the ocean, my Sydney will always find me." I taunt enjoying it. "Do you know why?" Marko's eyes don't leave mine but I notice him clenching his fists from the corner of my eye. "I am his. And he'll always destroy whoever touches what's his."

The gunshots increase and become louder. Marko screams in frustration and I smirk. "He'll get you Marko Russo. And I'll be the one to end you as he holds you down." His eyes shift to my belly and I see a smirk form in his mouth. 

"I see the water Ringo gave you is working." I furrow my eyebrows in confusion until.

"What water? And who's Ringo?" I question. There's no water I was given. 

"The drinking water that you ate with your 'lunch'." Marko clarifies and makes a sign of quotation marks on the wor