Alexander's POV

I wasn't a man that experienced fear in my life, but this one time was the exception. I was going ballistic at having Rachel taken from me. I could feel the old, harsh Alexander resurfacing and I was letting it happen. My body was craving for William's blood.

I held the wad of documents that was delivered to me seconds after I saw the scene in the bathroom and received those videos. I was seething as I read every word that was transcribed.

Liam walked into my study with a worried yet forlorn expression on his face. "I'm sorry, Alexander. Everybody's location is untraceable for the past 5 hours." I had my men dispatched at various parts of the city looking everywhere into warehouses, storage facilities and even vacant houses.

I looked up at him with fear taking over my whole body. This feeling was too strong for me to control and it only intensified each and every minute at not knowing where my wife was. I took an unstable breath and sat down when my legs gave up on me.

I shook my head frantically. "They won't do anything to her, not until I sign this," I said trying to convince myself more so than telling Liam.

Liam walked over and took the documents from me. His face scrunched up in confusion as he read it.

"Since when is Ashford and Co. yours?"

I glanced at my phone praying for a successful call from Jock or Lev who was out searching for Rachel as well.

"Since grandpa decided to put it on my name. I don't know how and when he did that. I never signed anything to say I want it."

Liam continued reading the documents and then threw it on my desk when he was done. "William want's Ashford and Co. and Viotto International Holdings? How greedy is this bastard?"

I stood up on unsteady legs with my mind playing the worst scenarios of Rachel. I needed this feeling to stop.

"I'll give him whatever he wants, Liam. I just need Rachel back," I said with my voice on the verge of breaking. Having her away from me made me so scared and angry. Seeing all that blood in the bathroom and knowing that she was hurt yet I couldn't do anything about it made me want to rip William's inside apart and watch him burn alive.

Liam grabbed the documents again and tried to make sense of it all. "This is... This is bullshit man. How did they even manage to take her?"

I rubbed my hands over my face not knowing what to do, where to look or who to contact.

"Three men posed as new guards and disabled the power to cut off alarm systems and cctv around the house. Then they knocked out the house guards with chloroform and tasers."

"William is using Rachel as collateral for the company. That was his best shot? He's fucking dumb," Liam scoffed out in distaste.

Only thing was William wasn't dumb. He knew taking Rachel away from me would have me in his clutches and here I am, prepared to go on my knees in front of him and beg for her.

My mind was going at a million miles per hour. Fear had finally managed to fully take over my body and I needed to kill. What if they had already done something to her? William had watched all of those videos of us together and what if he...

If he dared to touch her...

I abruptly kicked my desk and then swiped every thing off in my fit of rage. "Liam fucking help me find her!" I yelled out finally falling apart. "Help me find her. Please. I'm begging you," I choked out with blurry vision. Tears welled up in my eyes and I just needed Rachel back.

The ringing of my phone had me jumping around like a fucking rabbit and I dropped to my knees rummaging through the contents of my desk that was all on the floor. Finding my phone and looking at the caller ID, I looked up at Liam showing him whose name flashed across the screen.

"Grandpa?" I answered.

Relief washed through me hearing what he had told me and I stood up immediately making my way to the office safe where I had another set of guns stored away.

I looked at Liam who was waiting for me curiously, "Ashford Vineyards, the cellars there."

Liam nodded and raced downstairs to the car. I took one last look at the document William had sent me and tore it in half discarding it. A new found surge of energy washed through me. First this man kills my parents for money, then he takes my wife from me. I want him dead.

Liam broke every road rule driving like a maniac to the vineyards. My jaw was ticking waiting to get my hands on William. Waiting to kill him.

Rachel's POV

"William, stop!" I cried and sobbed as his hands took off the remainder of my dress. Everything flashed before my eyes when his hand went just above my most intimate area and started touching me. I squirmed in fear and prayed for this to stop. I prayed for Alexander to find me.

William only seemed to enjoy the torture he was inflicting upon me. He was laughing manically at my desperate pleading seemingly enjoying my begging.

"Alexander wouldn't know what hit him when he finds out that I've also had a taste of his wife. Couldn't have his mother, but you'll do. Whores cut from the same cloth," he remarked as his eyes held an incomprehensible amount of bitterness and hatred.

All my time working at the mansion and never did I once see this side of William. The deranged and cruel side that he was basking in at the moment. His hate and jealousy for Alexander was causing him to act in a vile manner.

"Alexander will give you whatever you want, just let me go. Please!" I cried out some more and tried again to break free from my restraints in the chair but I couldn't move at all no matter how much I tried. William's hand was getting dangerously close to where no man except my husband should ever go.

I screamed for my life when he began taking of his pants with that evil glint still present in his ugly eyes.

He hovered over me as I sat in the chair and I tried my best to close my legs as tightly as I could but I just couldn't. My body was almost paralyzed from the drug Jocelyn had injected into me. I screamed again in a desperate plea for someone to come and help me as he pried my legs away from each other.

"Shut up you little bitch!"

His hand grabbed my hair and yanked my head all the way back that I couldn't see him in front of me. I couldn't see what his next move was, I could only anticipate that he was about to enter me and at the thought of that I gave up even trying to move. My energy had disappeared and I closed my eyes mentally preparing for him to use me. Defeat was looming over me and all I could think about was whether or not Alexander was looking for me.

I braced myself mentally for what William was about to do to me when he was suddenly yanked off me and thrown against the wall.

Relief poured out of me and I looked up to see Alexander with heated eyes absolutely furious and seething.

I wanted to cry out to him, to go to him but all he was focused on was William who was slowly recovering himself from the hard hit against the wall.

This was the scariest I have ever seen Alexander, his face was morphed with unexpressed anger and his fist were clenching.

He made his way to William and I couldn't bring myself to look at what he was about to do to him. I looked the other way not wanting to see the forthcoming gruesome mess that would be in front of me but I could hear the hard impact of punches, screams of pain and William gasping for air.

Alexander was ready to kill.

The door opened softly and entered Therese and Jocelyn with a worried expression on their face. Therese looked over at her husband but quickly hid any emotion present in her face. They both came up to me and began untying me as quickly as they could.

"Quick, Jocelyn. Get her in the car now," Therese whispered as she untied my hands from the metal chair.

A sense of dread ran through me and Alexander was to busy beating William to notice me.

"What... What are you guys doing?..."

I called out for Alexander multiple times as they proceeded to put my blood stained and torn dress back on me and carry me out of the cellar. Alexander was officially drowned in his rage that he couldn't hear me.

The drug that was injected into me was still at it's peak and I couldn't even stand. Jocelyn and Therese gripped my arms roughly and began dragging me out.

"Alexander!" I screamed again with every bit I had left in me.

Finally he turned around and his deep teal eyes were almost black, fury present in them. Without thinking twice I saw him draw out the gun he had in his waist and aim it for the two woman at either side of me.

My eyes widened in fear when I realised that he was determined to pull the trigger and I collapsed onto the ground when they both let go of me and began to run out of the cellar.

A piercing, ringing noise went through the dreary room and in an instant both, Therese and Jocelyn, lay on the ground motionless each with a bullet hole through their foreheads.

Tears welled up in my eyes seeing their lifeless body with blood seeping out silently and Alexander walked over to me.

He held me up and supported me to stand and due to the shock I assume my body was in panic mode allowing the drug to dissolve away faster than it should because of all the adrenaline.

"Y-y-you killed them? Alexander you shot them. T-t-They're dead," I said choked out and utterly shocked at his actions. Alexander killed 2 people. He had blood on his hands for the rest of his life. He took 2 lives. He's a killer.

From the corner of my eye I saw William prance forward in his wretched state and the revolver from his waistband was out and pointing at Alexander's back.

I didn't even think about what I was doing when I mustered up all the energy I had left and pushed Alexander from William's aim, taking his place instead.

My eyes blinked rapidly and the excruciating pain caused me to go numb. My head dropped down looking at my stomach only seeing red gush out of me.