Without hesitation the driver takes the first turn and changes direction.

I pull Bella’s face against mine. “Please hold on, my love. Please, stay with me. We have to get our son. But you have to be strong. Stay with me.”

My words are tight, and my throat is dry.

I hope I don’t regret this choice for the rest of my life. I hope I’m doing the right thing.

What if I’m too late to reach my son - and I lose Bella because I didn’t get her to the hospital in time?

I shake my head, pushing the thoughts of fear away.

The choice is already made. There is no going back now. Whatever happens from this point is no longer up to me. I will do my best to save my son, and after that I will help Bella - but the choice has been made.

We skid past cars, getting thrown around in the back of the car as we race through the city. I hold Bella, doing my best to keep her safe - even though I have made the choice to save our son first.

My heart is aching with hope.

The car screams, rubber against tar, as we spin round the corner just outside Bella’s apartment.

Ahead of us, just outside her apartment, the men have Lisa and my son.

There are three of them.

They are trying to drag them towards the car. Lisa is fighting, kicking and shouting.

My driver doesn’t even think about it - he drives straight into the side of their getaway car, crushing one man, blocking their only source of escape.

The two remaining men looked panicked.

As we pile out of our car and rush towards them they make a choice - one lets go of Lisa, the other places my son on the pavement and they both start running.

I bolt straight to my son and lift him into my arms. His tiny body is rigid, his little lungs are screaming at full force. Lisa runs to my side.

“Is he ok? Is he ok? I tried to fight them off - “

I look at her strained face, tight with worry.

“He’s ok. I have to hurry - I have to go to the hospital.”

I hear two shots firing as I run back to the car with my son in my arms.

Neither of those men will get away. My team will make sure of it.

No one fucks with my family, tries to kidnap my son, and gets away with it. Back inside the car I hold Dante and Bella against my chest. Bella is hardly breathing. Dante is screaming.

We have to get to the hospital. They have to save her.

The driver is racing through the city again and my heart is aching.

I’m fighting tears, terrified that I’ve lost her forever.

Chapter 23

Isabella

I can’t tell if I’m awake or not.

My head aches.