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Vincent stared at the tied up brunette, she swore at him in russian kicking her feet trying to escape making him chuckle, "Your never Going to get free like that." He says in Russian,

"You speak russian?" She questions, glaring at Vincent as he towered over her. He smirks. "Yes, I do little girl." He says his fingers going to her cheek squeezing tightly as he made her look up at him. "This is what's going to happen, you'll go home only after you tell me everything about the Russian mafia. And Mikhail will never know." He says

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"Akira, are you okay?" Luca questions, taking a look at their surroundings. This was obviously the doing of the Russian mafia, he didn't know why they had taken along Akira though.

He obviously was no harm, "I-I'm fine! But are you okay? it's been hours since we've been taken, they put some kind of cloth over your mouth." Akira says nervously looking down at his fiddling hands, "I'm fine, they didn't do anything to you?" Luca questions. Akira simply shakes his head muttering a small no

Akira couldn't help but feel excited, Luca seemed as if he was genuinely worried about him. It was somewhat hard to believe though since Luca and him were so different but it still made his heart pound to think about

Akira had been in the same spot since they were taken hours ago, the hard cement made his legs hurt more. Not to mention he was pretty much paralyzed, well the leg he had been shot in was. He couldn't run or keep up with Luca if they had escaped.

He'd slow him down, he worried what'd they'd do. Were they going to be killed and forgotten about, or maybe sold off.

Luca looks at him, "Are your legs hurting?" He questions, his hand going to his thighs. Making Akira jump a little, his cheeks turning red. "Uhm, I'm fine!" He says trying not to look down at Lucas hands. That laid on his thigh, "I, well I can't feel anything. Where I got shot." He says slowly, looking up at a worried Luca

Wait, worried? Was he really worried about him?

"Don't worry, I'll get you home. My father would never let anything happen to me and I'd never let anybody hurt you." He says, his hand leaving Akira's thigh and going up to his messy hair. "Well well, the mafia prince is up." A man says as he walks in alarming Luca, who sits up glaring at the man. His body ahead of Akira's as if he could shelter him from what was happening

"Mafia?" Akira questions, Luca squeezed his hand tightly making Akira shut up. "What the fuck are we doing here." He questions.

"Don't worry, you'll be going home tonight. I can't say the same about your friend though." The man says, making Luca jump up slamming against the bars gripping onto the mans shirt. "You fucking touch him and I'll fucking murder you!" He growls out, "Son like father, you better let go of me or I'll show you what we plan on doing to your little friend, and it won't be pretty." He smiles out a sadistic smile.

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