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5.(LUCA'S POV)I stood by the window, watching the driveway. My jaw was so tight it hurt. She actually tried to run. Jenny. My Jenny. After everything I gave her family, the clothes on her back, the fucking protection from every bastard who would love to hurt a girl like her.The door opened. Two of my men dragged her in. Her feet kicked. Her mouth screamed under a hand. Then they shoved her inside and the lock clicked.I turned around slowly."You really thought you could run from me?" I said. My voice came out calm. Too calm. I walked toward her. "After everything I've given you? The money to your family, the clothes, the protection?"She backed up until her ass hit the edge of my oak desk. Her hands gripped the wood. "Luca, please...."I didn't let her finish. I grabbed her throat. Not hard enough to choke. Hard enough to hold. I slammed her down onto the desk. Papers flew everywhere. Pens scattered on the floor. She gasped under my hand.My other hand grabbed the front of her dre

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6.(LUCA'S POV)The gala music kept playing. People laughed and clinked champagne glasses. I stood there smiling at some asshole from the oil deal, but my eyes were already moving through the crowd.Five minutes turned into ten. Then fifteen. I excused myself mid-sentence and walked toward the restroom hallway. My shoes clicked on the marble floor. The hallway was empty. Too empty.I saw the blood first. Two of my guards lay crumpled on the ground near the private restroom door. Both had bullet holes in their heads. Clean shots. Professional.The restroom door was open. No Jenny.I pulled out my phone and called my head of security. “She’s gone. Two men down. Get everyone searching. Now.”My voice stayed calm. Inside, something cold and tight wrapped around my chest.---Twenty minutes later I was back in my office at the mansion. Five guards stood in front of my desk. All of them had that scared look men get when they know they failed me.I didn’t yell. Yelling was for amateurs.“Tel

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7.(JENNY'S POV)The chair was hard wood. My wrists were tied behind my back with rope so tight my fingers had gone numb. My ankles were tied to the chair legs. The basement smelled like mold, sweat, and old blood.They had torn my red gown. The left side was ripped open from my hip to my armpit. My bare thigh was exposed. My left breast had spilled out of the torn lace top. I couldn't cover myself. My hands were stuck behind me.My mouth was sealed with silver duct tape. Three layers of it. I could barely breathe through my nose.There were four of them. Three standing around me like they were looking at a piece of meat. One sitting on a crate cleaning a pistol.The one closest to me was bald with a gold tooth. He grinned. "Look at this. Luca's princess. All tied up with her tits hanging out."The other two laughed."I call first," said the skinny one with a snake tattoo on his neck. "After the boss gets his money, I mean."Gold Tooth shook his head. "Nah. I get first. I found her in

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