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'Do you know who my father and husband are? Do you

have any fucking idea who my brother is? She sucks in a

painful breath, then her tone is deadly calm as she says,

'You're dead.

'Koha për të vdekur, kurvë,' one of the Albanians says.

"Time to die, whore," Viktor mutters the translation to us.

The realization that this happened after she scratched the message on the SUV rips my heart clean from my chest.

I can't watch her die.

Fuck no.

I take a step back, but my eyes remain glued to the screen

as I watch all the men attack the woman I can't live without.

"I..." My breaths speed up as I watch her fight with everything she has. My emotions spiral out of control, and my throat closes up.

She fights off four men in her already injured state before one punches her. Both my hands fly into my hair, and I swear I can feel the pain she's in as she falls to the road.

Still, my woman struggles back to her feet, she stumbles, then drops to her knees.

I tried, Daddy,' she wheezes.

I want to rip the air from my lungs and give it to her.

Mariya slumps to her side, losing consciousness, and as a fucker drags her over his shoulder, everything stills inside me. As I watch them load her into one of the sedans and drive off, anger replaces the worry, the fear, the shock.

Unadulterated rage sweeps through me as I lower my arms and inhale deeply.

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