Page 77 of The Don's Hidden Heir

My jaw flexes and I bite my lip so hard I taste blood. “My woman was taken.”

“Oops! By who?”

“Federico fucking Romano.”

There’s a long pause. “We’re allies now. You need my help, just say the word and I’ll do all I can to bring her back.”

I close my eyes for a moment and try not to clench my fist around Marcus’s phone. “Just find the shipment. I’ll tell you if I need your help.”

“Okay, man. Mind if I ask if my father had something to do with your woman going missing?”

“I’m not sure, but God help if he did. There will be no mercy, not for your father and not for my uncle.” I plan to tear whoever dared to lay a hand on Elena, limb from limb until they’re begging for mercy— or death.

“Make it painful. I’d love to see the look on my old man’s face in his final moment, but I have a shipment to find.” He hangs up and I stand in the foyer for minutes with my eyes closed.

“Dad?”

I tear my eyes open and whirl around when I hear Lucas’s voice. His eyes are red and swollen as if he’s been crying. I drop to my knees and hug him. “What the hell happened, son?”

“I brought you souvenir’s,” Vincent says as he enters the foyer. Some bodyguards come in with two men who are badly wounded. Both of their mouths are gagged and they’re tied up. “Some of Kirill’s men were in the school. They tried to take him.”

It makes sense now. Federico got Elena to go with him in exchange for Lucas’s life. That old fucker tricked her. I know he’d never have let Lucas live. Not when he’s my heir.

And it’s even more obvious he didn’t do any of this shit on his own. He planned all of this with Kirill.

Lucas pulls away, still teary-eyed. “Where’s Mom?”

I take my son’s hand. It’s super small in mine, then I look him straight in the eye. “Some bad guys took your mother, but I promise I’m going to find her and bring her back. Okay?”

“The bad guys said they’ll hurt you. I don’t want you and Mommy to get hurt.”

I chuckle. “No one will hurt me or your mother. Do you trust me?”

He nods.

I pat his head. “Good boy. Take a bath and have your lunch, then do your homework. Me and Mommy will be back before you wake up tomorrow morning.”

He nods again, wiping his tears and he smiles. “Yes, Dad.” Bianca comes in and takes him away.

Once Lucas is no longer in sight, I rise from my crouch and return to beast mode. My anger doubles as I look at the two imbeciles smearing their dirty blood on my marble floor. “Neither of you will leave here alive, and death won’t come easy either.”

They try to say something, but their words are muffled through the tape around their mouth.

“What are you going to do with them?”

I don’t look at Vincent when I answer. “You don’t want to know. Roughing up two men is the most I expect from you, kid. Keep my son safe and your nose out of mafia business like you’ve always wanted.”

Brushing past my brother, I readjust the signet ring on my finger. It’s been a while since I had a real showdown with this ring. I prowl to the guys, nod at the bodyguards to force them to their knees, then I slam my fist into each of them, relishing the way their bones crack and their flesh tears after each blow.

By the time I’m done, their bodies are lying on the floor, blood pouring out of them like water down a drain.

“I’m only going to ask once, so think carefully before you answer,” I growl, my voice so deep it’s barely recognizable. “Where did he take Elena?” I squat in front of them and take one by the collar of his torn suit.

He is barely able to open his eyes, and his whimpers are driving me insane.Jesus.I slam my fist in his face a few times until he thuds on the floor like a sack of potatos, most likely dead.

The bodyguards swing to action and begin to clean the mess I’ve made, while I move on to the next guy.

This one’s shivering, his eyes are swollen, bit I see the horror, just like I like it. “Speak.”

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