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Third person pov

*Whip* Azaeal smirks looking at Aulora. He whips her again, as the whips connect with her back, Aulora doesn't move, flinch nor scream.

Azaeal looks at her impressed. Aurora just, she just look at the floor with no emotion. She looks at the blood on the floor, not just any blood, her blood.

Azaeal then leaves closing the door.

She signs setting down on the cold hard floor.

She tired, she always fought Salvatore about not sleeping, but now she happy he made her sleep. Aurora gave up, she gave up hope. She forgot what's it's like to dream and hope. It's been two months, two months. She feels....she feels helpless, she knows her brothers and parents are looking for her.

But she gave up hope.

She gave up hope that they'll ever find her.

Who knows she might be dead before they can even find her.

Salvatore pov

"DAMN IT!" I shout as I as I throw stuff around the office. It's been two months. I'm now Don. My dad gave me the position, but he's still helping me, he's like my third man in command and Luca is my second.

It's been two months since our baby girl has been missing. Every single Mafia out their that we are allies or at peace with is helping us.

The Russians, we could've stormed on their territory, but that would make war, and I was willing to step on their territory even if it ment trying to find Aulora. But then we found out that those men where only here for shipment's, thoses fuckers got their shipments on our territory, apparently they couldn't place their shipments in their own territory because the cops.

I pick up my glass and pour it in my mouth, I galup down the achoal as my throat burns inside.

I sign, closing my eyes. I open my eyes to see a picture of Aulora, she smiling, she happy. It's all of us, me her us areall.

Even Will. I laugh as tears swell in my eyes.

I smile remembering. Aulora theatened us that day, she said if Will couldn't get in the picture she wouldn't talk or even look at us.

A sob then excapes my mouth, tears roll down my eyes as more tears roll down my eyes.

I do nothing but cry. I want Aulora back, I blame myself for her gone. Maybe if I didn't leave her room and stayed with her she'd be fine, she'd still be here. I miss her so much, I miss her in my arms. I miss how'd she laugh and it would brighten up my day.

I just miss her.

I countine to cry as my rough hands tangle in my hair.

My hands are more rough since I've been practicing more. More training and stuff, because when ever I find that bastered well it won't be pretty.

I sign closing my eyes.

A few minutes later I get up, I go straight to Auloras room, I the door, I then close the door behind me.

I flop on the Auloras bed as I slowly fall sleep.

Aulora pov

I look up as I hear the door open, I'm then face to face with Anton, he smiling.

"I see you've been doing good. I'm sorry I had to have you screaming in pain, but it's the only way." Anton says, I just look at him with a straight face.

He bends down to my height, he grabs my chin rough.

"So beautiful. It won't be long for you to be exactly like how I want." He says as he grings ear to ear. I just stare at him.

I feel nothing.

Not rage.

Not Hate....

Anger

Love

Sadness

Absolutely nothing. Nothing at all.

Another short chapter!!! Thank you guys for reading and please countine to.

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