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Getting his message, I stand up. I put him down on the carpet and head towards the washroom sink. I wash my face making sure it isn't puffy. Looking at my self in the mirror, I imagine Irene doing her skincare beside me, rushing around finding her rubber band and hugging me from behind. I need to man up!

Grabbing the coat I took off before washing my face, I grab Leo and head towards the main meeting room.

Irene P.O.V

"Can I go home now?"

"For the last time! This is not how a kidnapping works!" My new friend yells back.

"Well I don't know. I'm usually the one who does the kidnapping, not being the hostage." I mutter to myself.

I woke up from whatever drug they gave me an hour ago that left a bitter taste on my tongue but importantly, I am hungry. Like I used to give my hostages food... No. No I actually did not.

"Wait, what day is it today?" I ask my no-name friend.

"March 25th."

"Season two of Bridgerton is supposed to come out today! Gimme your phone."

"It was supposed to come out today? Shit, give me a second." he blabbers. I am surprised he watches it.

The door finally opens and he walks in with a... TV?

Honestly, are these guys stupid. They are too friendly with their hostages.

He mounts it on the wall fairly quick because it already had the attachment there. "My free Netflix subscription ended." He groans.

"Use mine." I tell him the password and my email and when it goes in, we already see it on the newly released section.

"Untie me first." I say while the no-name person bring over popcorn. He does it but only my legs.

I spread them wide apart as I try to get comfortable on a wooden chair.

"Did the Viscount guy change his hairstyle?"

"Looks like it. He looks better." I hum back in response.

We were about to finish the first episode until someone walked in. "What the fuck is going on?" This person had a very feminine voice just like... My step father.

"How's it going step father." Sneering the step father like it was bitter on my tongue. "Shit actually, I don't want a step father anymore. I got a real father now. The husband that your ex-wife now has."

"Shut the fuck up; Nine, duck tape her mouth." He says to my no-name/Nine friend.

"But Sir, she won't be able to breathe. She has trouble breathing through her nose because of the drug."

"Would you rather prefer I kill you or that women, huh?" You can see the slight change of emotion in Nine even though he concealed it pretty well, maybe better than me.

"No, Sir" Nine sneers under his breath.

Fuck, I actually can't breath.

"You know I never liked you. You always thought you were better than everyone else." I forgot my ex step fathers name, I shall call him Brian for now. "Can't you hear me, little bitch?"

I looked up to get a better view of him. "I still know I am better than everyone else, big bitch."

I felt my left cheek sting. Did this big bitch named Brian actually hit me?! I need to get out of this hell hole. It makes me feel dirty.

"I think she fainted sir." I hear Nine say.

"She's faking it. Stop being a big softie Nine or I will kill you." I hear foot steps approaching me. Being a big genius, I learned how to control my pulse therefore I slowed it down at the point where a normal person may think I am dead.

"Sir, I can't feel her pulse. We need to take her to the hospital. Big Boss is not going to like this?"

Big Boss?

"He's dead Nine. You think I really take orders from him? I just needed to use his recourses." What are these two idiots talking about?

The door suddenly bursts open and that's when I actually black out.

Sebastian P.O.V

"Boss! We got a siting of LadyBoss's location." One of my men come in running in my board meeting. Everyone immediately stands up, ready for any orders.

"Where?" I know everyone is watching me right now. My demeanour is too calm for the situation I am in. I can't rush into this without a plan. My wife has to come back with not a single strand of hair fallen from her.

"In Hallowing Clinic GmbH. Our Dr. Isabella informed us as she is treating her there."

"What's the condition of my wife?" No one gives treatment to their hostage unless they are absolutely important. Something is wrong.

"LadyBoss had a mild concussion and cuts and bruises on here body. Nothing serious." He gives me a report on her condition and I look over it. Those bruises, cuts and concussion should have never been on her body.

"Prepare the jets, guns, and 80 men." I have more than 2,000 men in my mafia.

"Why only 80 men?" My best friend asks.

"They are baiting us. Since she is my wife, they expect me to bring all my men there and leave our base unguarded. They are heavily mistaken. Let everyone know..."

"This is War."

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