"Where is Claire?" Ryan asked, looking at Denise.
Denise then gave him a brief look, while Ryan tilted his head to the side, waiting for her response.
"Nothing to say?" Ryan asked, raising his brow at her.
"Stop it, Ryan! You're frightening my wife!" Mike yelled.
"All I wanted was Claire, where is she?!?" Ryan yelled angrily as Mike hurriedly threw one dagger at him, catching it in his collarbone. Ryan screamed in agony as Mike launched another dagger, this time into his chin. More crimson-colored blood poured from his wounds.
"You don't need to find her, Ryan. She's already buried deep in the sand, which means she's already in heaven. Oh, my mistake, she's already in hell," Mike grinned as he approached Ryan.
"F*ck you!! why did you do that to her!!! She just loves you, all she wanted was your love and attention!! why did you kill her!!" Ryan yelled angrily, his wounds throbbing.
"Well, what do you expect me to do? Just let her go? She almost killed my wife and my babies. My wife was pregnant when you kidnapped her, and we almost lost our angels!" Mike screamed, holding his gun to Ryan's temple and shooting him. There is no hesitating. There is no mercy.
"You annoy me once, and I might show mercy, but do it twice, and you won't live to see another day," he said as blood splashed across the white wall behind him and the shot rang out, scaring the birds in the nearby trees.
"That was quite the show, sorry bro, we're almost late," Ronnie said as he walked back inside, unbothered. He then left the body to his two men to deal with.
~
"When did you kill her?" Denise asked as she was now changed into jeans and a T-shirt. She then sat beside him in their private helicopter as we were on the way to a racetrack. " After you beat her, She deserved it," Mike spoke as he held her hand in him. She hummed and didn't ask anything more.
They then arrived at the racetrack, a popular one in Europe, it was Dustling With crowds of people. Mike then walked around the helicopter and held open the door for Denise. She smiled at me like she always did.
When she stepped out, it was clear to those around her that she was not to be messed with for the very air around her exuded power.
"Well, look who it is," a voice exclaimed. Denise's lips formed a small smile as she recognized the voice. "W-who are you?" The faint smile on her lips faded as she tried to recognize her.
"Girl, it's me Andrea, the blonde girl in your house; remember how I met you like a sh*t that day?" Andrea says.
"Oh yeah, I remember; well, you look good in that red hair," Denise said, smiling at her. "She's not that bad, I suppose," Denise thought to herself.
"Anyway, this is my husband, Leo," Andrea said, introducing her husband to Denise. Denise said curtly, "Pleasure to meet you," without bothering to entertain the man.
"This is Denise Murgoci Ferrari, Mike's wife," Andrea introduced herself to her husband. Denise returned the man's smile.
"Oh, Mike was so lucky to have you," Leo said, smiling at Mike.
"Of course," Denise chuckled as she extended her hand for Leo to shake. As the race began, the noises of engines could be heard all around them. "Do you race?" Denise inquired of Leo. "Yes, I've been doing it for a while now; it's become my hobby," he replied, tugging on his jacket.
They then went to the outdoor venue, which was crowded, and found a table to sit at, where they talked and decided to drink for a while. "I wasn't expecting you to come here, Mike," Leo said as he stared at him.
He laughed and sat down beside Leo at the table. "I have some business here, and I heard you two were on vacation," he said, motioning over a server.
"Yeah, because my wife needs to relax as well," Leo explained.
"You're right, and so is my wife," Mike said, rubbing his chin and looking elsewhere. Denise sipped the remainder of her drink before tossing the glass onto a tray held by a server.
"Don't drink that, sweetie; it's bad for our babies," Mike advised.
"Oh, so you two finally make it," Andrea exclaimed happily as Denise nodded.
"Oh my gosh, congratulations to both of you, when is the baby shower?" Andrea exclaimed.
"We'll keep thinking about it," Denise said, holding Mike's hands.
"Anyway," Leo said to Mike as he tapped the side of his nose, "I hope you didn't forget about the job going down tomorrow."
"Don't worry, I'm still in," Mike's lips pulled back into a small smile as Leo relaxed back, revealing his shiny white jewels against his black shirt adorned with silver sequins. Mike then reached into his pocket and took out a cigarette box. He then offered one to Leo, who refused, so he opened one for himself.
"Love," Denise said as she stood up, "me and Andrea were just going to have a lady's talk since you two were so busy talking about something we didn't understand."
Mike is amused by his wife's reaction. As Denise and Andrea walked away, Mike said, "Sure sweetie."
Mike was trapped here with Leo and his dreadful job. After one hour of talking, Mike then smoothened out of his suit jacket and tied up the front button as they walked to where their wives were.
"Sweetie, we're done; we're going to drop you off at the hotel first because I and Leo had something important to do; don't worry, Andrea was with you and Samantha was already in the hotel," Mike explained as Denise nodded.
As they made their way towards the hotel, the moonlight submerged everything. Following the drop-off of the ladies at the hotel. Mike and Leo made their way to the warehouse. In any case, they had several more guards accompany them since this meeting would undoubtedly be interesting. He didn't want to be apart from his wife, but he had promised Leo, and he never broke a promise. It's also a way of thanking him for assisting him in locating Denise after Ryan and Claire kidnapped his wife.
As they arrived on time, Leo walked up beside him, wearing a normal-looking navy suit. He tipped his head at him and silently nodded to him. They devised a different tactic plan.
He could feel the handle of his gun, which was tightly strapped to his belt. He did not attempt to conceal them. Everyone was well-equipped, and rightly so. Leo took a step ahead of him as he entered the darkly lit warehouse and warmly welcomed several men. The cool, damp air encircled them. He maintained a stoic demeanor while remaining keenly aware of his surroundings. He didn't want to be here, and he should not have agreed to come in the first place.
"Just let's get this over with, I've already missed my wife," Mike said solemnly.