Jeremy's Pov-

I was heading outside with my friends in the evening. It had been pretty hectic since a long time and I just needed a night out where none of my family would bother me.

I'd been training and helping dad out since there were a lot of things to be dealt with in the Mafia.

Me and my friends hung out at the park for a bit but then decided to go to a club.

Most of the clubs here in NYC are owned by my family, so because I didn't know anybody to know where I was, we headed to one of the clubs owned by the DS.

Russians, to be more specific.

We showed our ID's and the guards let us in after looking us up and down. We walked in and ordered our drinks while taking a seat near the bar.

A few minutes later, I saw about four people walk in and stand in an empty corner while the three of them drank. I couldn't see their but they looked so familiar for some reason.

I was looking at them, trying to figure out who it was and one of the two girls, who wasn't drinking, took out a joint and started smoking it.

Then she grabbed the arm of one of the boys and started dancing with him to a slow song while wrapping her arms around his neck.

They turned around and I saw her face.

Holy fuck.

ASHLYNN. I screamed in my mind.

I shot up from my seat and my friends looked at me weird. I told them I'll meet them tomorrow and stormed off to where they were standing.

I grabbed Ash's arm and she didn't even look shocked or guilty. Instead, it was an ........ amused expression?

I glared at the guy who was dancing with her. I recognize these people now as the people who helped save us along with Ashlynn.

All of them looked at the situation like this was some kind of a joke and I was getting angrier by the second. Why the fuck was my sister smoking. Atleast she's smart enough to not drink alcohol. But that doesn't excuse the fact that she was at a freaking club with BOYS.

I need to tell dad about this.

And with that thought, I grabbed her arm and pulled her towards my car. Surprisingly, she didn't pull away and came with me after a sarcastic "oops".

I took her to my car and we drove home in silence. She was back to her blank look while I was fuming.

It's shocking how she looks like such a fun and happy person with the three of her friends but goes to being heartless and emotionless in a heartbeat with literally anybody else. It's really scary honestly.

As much as I hate to say it, our sister is more intimidating than anybody I've ever seen before.

I push those thoughts away and pull up to the driveway of our house. I grab her arm and drag her into the house, not bothering to park the car but tossing the keys to the guard so he can take it to the garage.

My grip on her arm was rather tight and I took her to dad on the fourth floor, after asking the maids about where he was.

Alfie and Lucian also started following us and started asking me questions about why I was dragging her like that. I ignored them and continued walking. I headed into the interrogation rooms and walked straight towards dad.

""Dad. You'll never believe what I caught this little brat doing. She was at a fucking club and was smoking not to mention dancing with-" I ranted to him but only later did I realize that she wasn't allowed in this room when I saw the look dad was giving me.

There wasn't even going back from this because everybody literally saw me dragging her here.

My eyes widened and I looked at Ash to see she was looking directly into one of the interrogation cells. More like the person sitting in it.

When the man shifted in his seat, her eyes widened a little bit. Almost unnoticeable, but enough for me to notice considering I was looking directly towards her.

She got out of my grip in less than a second, which not even huge ass men can do, and ran towards the door of the room.

The man in the cell was known to have information about the Death Squad and about some of the other powerful and dangerous Mafias and Agencies along with organizations.

We do not know anything about this man - his name, family , age or anything really. And he in one hell of stubborn bitch. We've tried some of the worst torture to get anything out of this man, but he just wouldn't budge .

She picked the lock in less than a minute with of the smallest yet sharpest knives I've ever seen. Gosh where did that even come from? So she just carries deadly knives with her everywhere and had this on her this whole time? Yeah no, that's not creepy at all.

Then she kicked the door down and all of were too stunned to do anything. She walked into the cell and froze when she saw the face of the man. It was almost as if she was at a loss for words.

It was shocking, considering I've never really seen her speechless. She always either reply's with a sarcastic comment or just ignores us and pretends we don't exist.

After a few moments of her just staring at him, and the man's head still hung low, she said something I'd never hear her say before in the past eleven years.

"Papa?" My eyes widened and we all just froze outside. I could see dad stiffen beside me and the others were just standing there shocked.

But seriously like, WHAT THE FUCK.

Here we all are, trying to figure out who this man is and she just goes in there after breaking the most secure lock we have and calls him her dad. The Fuck.

ASHLYNN'S POV-

"Papa?" I managed to croak out, tears threatening to spill out of my eyes but I blinked them away.

Chris's eyes snapped towards me and I could see them widen. His face was beaten up and it was clear that he'd been tortured.

I don't need to look at somebody twice before knowing exactly what kind of torture they went through. And what he had been through was bad. Very bad.

He froze in his seat as well and whispered in a low voice after a few seconds "Ash?"

That bought me out of my thoughts and I ran towards him and took the handcuffs and chains off of him by my special knife.

Then I put it back in my pocket and took his face in my hands gently making sure to not apply any pressure on the wounds and tilted his face towards the sides to look at all the injuries, making sure it was nothing that could kill him.

He looked at me the entire time, shock clear in his eyes. After I was done, he got up and took me in a bone crushing hug.

I hugged him back tightly while he whispered into my hair.

"Please tell me you're real" He sniffled.

"I though I'd never see you again." I whispered back.

I was so busy making sure this was real and that Christopher was ok, I didn't hear the cell door open. Alexander came over and pushed my dad off.

"Get off my daughter you sick piece of shit" He snarled and Jeremy pointed a gun towards Chris, while holding him in a chock hold.

This made my blood boil. Please do not tell me the Americans have been torturing him all this time I've been living with them.

My father was being tortured under the same roof I had been living under and I didn't even know about it. I can't believe this. I' m such a worthless daughter gosh.

I took out my gun from my boot and pointed it right at Alexander while glaring at Jeremy, who was holding Chris.

"Let. Him. Go." I said in a deadly voice to Jeremy. I saw him gulp and loosen his grip a bit. After a moment though, his grip tightened again and he narrowed his eyes at me.

"You won't shoot you own father" he said pointedly.

I shot Alexander, missing his ear by an inch intentionally, never breaking eye contact with dear brother.

"Try me." I tilted my head, pointing my gun straight to Alexander's head.

Now Lucian and Alfie were also in the room and screaming at me to stop and put the gun down. I chose to ignore them . If they can point their guns at my father, who am I to not do the same.

Jeremy finally let go of his gun and shoved Chris to the chair, but I caught him before he fell.

I sent a murderous glare towards him and took my phone out to call Devin to send out a car for me and Chris.

"How the hell do you know this guy" Lucian asked, giving me a pointed look.

"He's my father." I replied.

"No. Your father is the guy you were just pointing your gun at." Alfie piped in.

I rolled my eyes and helped Chris up. The both of us walked out of the cell and he had his arm wrapped around my shoulder to help him walk.

I called Devin to send a car here at the fastest speed possible. I really wanted to kill each and every person in this house but first, I needed to get dad to a doctor.

His injuries were really severe and some of the wounds were still bleeding.

About ten minutes later, a black car with tinted windows pulled up and I got in after helping Chris in the car.

I made the driver sit in the back with Chris to bandage him up as much as he could and I drove to our safehouse while calling my doctor, who helps with all of my Mafia.

I told him to get to the safehouse right away . I was driving because I swear these drivers take forever to get to the mansion. I drove at a high speed and we reached the mansion in about four minutes.

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