"Breaking news, fashion designer and model, Sophia Rivera was reported missing after crashing into a car. As of now we have no new information as her family are still to speak in the situation."

"Can someone turn that the fuck off." I mumble as the police officer pulls up the virtual map on the laptop to track Sophia's location.

"Sorry." Kimberly mumbles and I glare at her.

"So it looks like Sophia is making it look like she isn't on the phone, so her phone might be in her pocket." One of my men say, the police force is shit. So I had my men help them find Sophia.

"Do any of you recognize this voice?" the police ask, raising the volume of the call.

"You ruined my life with your snitching!" Xavier yells.

That motherfucker.

"Y-yes. That's my husband." Kimberly says and I glare at her. This lady is pissing me off.

"Well, then you're about to be a widow," I mumble taking a picture of the map that has Sophia's location.

"You can't kill him-" She says and I chuckle, this woman is fucking delusional.

"Jace, you're taking the front with me." I throw him a gun.

"You too Seb." he grabs the gun.

"You two, back of the building. The rest of you surround the streets in case he runs."

"Oh you better not walk out without giving me a place in this plan," Myra says and the glare I'm getting right now.

"It's not safe," I tell her.

"Neither am I," she says, grabbing a gun.

Do I want to get my ass beaten with a slipper? Not today. You win Amyra.

"Alright. If you screw up. I will kill you on the spot." I look at them.

"He thinks he's some mafia boss or something." Amyra rolls her eyes.

I glare at her.

"Kidding, come on let's go get your girl." she says and we walk out the police station, through the back. That way the paparazzi won't see us. In other words, my hand won't accidentally slip and kill those assholes.

"There are five police cars behind us," I tell them and they nod.

In less than ten minutes we pull up to a run down building.

I've seen it before.

"Wasn't this the building you were going to buy?" Jace asks me and I nod. It was a great place to store shit. But someone else bought it which is odd, because I mean, I'm Axton McKay.

We get out the car and the rest of the men walk to the back.

"Axton." Sebastian says and I turn to him.

"There's no way it's this empty on the outside, if my dad is really here, he'll have men surrounding the shithole of a property." He has a point.

"Mr.McKay. This property has several reports of gunshots and illegal activity." Can everyone just shut the fuck up? I just need to find Sophia, kill Xavier, and leave with Soph. I don't give a fuck about anything else.

"We're going to need backup." he says and I roll my eyes.

"Can all of you shut the fuck up?Find Sophia." I say and everyone nods. Police officers and my men jump over the rundown gate. No fucking way am I touching this shit. I kick hit down with my foot. Cheap.

Amyra, Jace and Sebastian split up to find Xavier and I look for Sophia.

The dark, disgusting halls lead me to empty rooms. After about six empty rooms, I enter another one, with a open door that leads to the side of the property. A familiar vanilla perfume lingers in the air. Fuck I've missed that.

The next thing I see makes me prepare the gun in my hand, because this motherfucker is dieing.

"Now, where were we?" he asks.

"Look just let me go, I'll give you anything you need. Just stay away from me and my family." It's never going to be our family again.

"My family, your family. Same thing."

"You're delusional. It'll never be your family again. You lost that when you cheated on mom, disrespected your son, stole from both your kids, tried to kill your own daughter, twice." I say and the tears fall.

"You should have burned with every brick in that building."

I look away from him, trying to not let his words hurt.

"Now you're going to pay." he says and grabs my hand, leading to the side of the building.

"Sign these." he forces paper and pen into my hands. The entire document is white, making the words hard to read.

"What-"

"Just fucking sign it you whore." he says and I stand there because does he think I'm really going to sign documents that don't show content?

"No-What the hell dad!" He grabs my wrist and scribbles a poorly written S.R. on the paper.

"Now all your profits are mine." he smirks and I raise an eyebrow.

"That's fraud- how do you know-"

"Shut the fuck up." he says, and pushes me onto the wall, his hand holding a knife which is pressed firmly to my neck. One wrong move and I'm screwed.

"Look at you." I say, sobbing. Screw it. The tears fall but I don't care.

"You're holding a knife to your daughter, your own blood. The child that made you a parent. The child that tried so hard to make you proud, so hard to get your appraisal and your proud remarks. The child you taught how to swim, how to annoy mom, the child who loved you. You're holding a knife to her neck, without any regrets. You're willing to kill me, for what? For telling your wife you cheated on her?" I take a breath, because I really couldn't breath.

"You never meant shit to me." I look away from him. My eyes fall onto Axton. A gun positioned in his hands, forgive me God, but oh fuck he's hot. His gaze falls onto me and he smiles. He gives me a unsure look as if he's asking me permission to shoot my dad.

"I should have killed you when you were born." he says pressing the knife into my neck.

"Do it." I say looking at Axton.

"Move out the way, love," he says. I push my dad back and run the other side, to Axton, the gunshot blows through the air, piercing my ears and sending a familiar feeling of deja vu to me. I run straight into Axton's arms.

"Fuck. You're okay. You're okay Soph!" he says picking me up. I hold onto him tighter as he spins us around.

He's my safe place.