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I sit on the brick wall with my half a bottle of vodka in my hands. The rain was pouring down on the sandy beach and the waves were crashing hard. Sucking the toxin from my ciggerette, I exhale harshly.

Father always told me love was a weakness and my boys are not capable of loving someone, other than Armard. He may be secrative but I can tell his last fling wasn't just a fling. Then there was Damien and Ajax who had their stories.

Blair would hold me and tell me everything will be fine whereas Octavia would be brutally honest but would support me.

Over the last two months, Octavia has shown me a new way of life. Not only having fun without risks but she taught me the comfort of being with someone. I've been sleeping better with her, she bonds well with my sister and I could trust her to keep an eye on Sofia too.

However I couldnt trust her in this dangerous world. It was too unsafe for her to be running around with me as her husband. As a mafia don I would have many enemies and family is the main thing they go after. Therefore in order to keep her safe I have to keep her close by.
I no longer want to push her away. I want to move on and start fresh with her.

Blair was only a chapter in my life, Octavia is now going to be the main character in my story. She is everything from the day she entered my life to the day we die. Its me and her. It shouldn't have taken me this long to realise she was what I needed my whole life.
Not only the support but the way she challenges me. I needed that push to get over my past.

"Im sorry Blair, it's time to move on." I say throwing my glass bottle at the rocks.

Walking back to the car, the heavy weight lifts over me. Admitting to let her go felt good, she would want this. I know she would. Feeling of betrayal lingers on my skin. I shouldn't feel guilty, she left me in the first place. Just like ma.

I sit in the drivers seat and pick my phone out of the cup holder. Switching it back on, I see hundreds of messages from the Omens and a few missed calls along with voicemails. What the fuck has gotten into them?
Putting my seatbelt on, I press the first voicemail from Ajax. "Its's jax pick up your phone man. Octavia left her bag and phone at the joint." She happens to be very forgetful. I shouldn't have left her alone like that. She would get scared and I know they will mess around with her. How stupid could I be?

"You have a house with workers yet not one person opens the door." She would normally be awake with Rosa waiting for me. Or maybe she's in bed annoyed because of the little argument we had. I never meant to be so blunt with her I just didn't feel like fighting her today.

Playing the next one by Damien, "Trent said he dropped Octavia to you, so open the fucking door." I pause looking straight at my phone. How could he give her to me if I'm not there?

Moment pass until the gears turn in my head. No, don't let it be what I think. I switch my engine on, making my way home.
I play the one after that, "We got a situation primo, I think your wifes been kidnapped." I slam my fist on the stearing wheel, to trust her with them idiots.

I listen to the final voicenote by Trent, "Xavier please." My eyes shot to the screen, It was Octavia's broken voice. "Xavier I'm sorry please. Ma-make it stop please." She's begging, Octavia doesn't begs. My heart drops to my fucking stomach, how could I let this happen?

The car engine roars as I speed through the dark roads, not wasting another moment. The rain was getting heavier. I call Armard to see where they are. "Fucking finally. Your security said you both never came home, where the hell are you? Trents taken her." Ajax said. From the background sound, I could hear them in a car while the rain was hitting the roof.

"He sent a voicenote of her. Fuck knows what he doing. Someone track his fucking phone." I tell them running one of my hands through my hair. I pratically handed her to danger, I knew it was a bad idea to let her stay out alone with them. Damn my fucking mind and feelings. "Already did. He's at the old cottage how far are you?" Armard asks. That place was a core to our school years memories. We used to throw parties there. It was in Gonzalo Forrest, only the abandoned Crist church nearby. Shit thats an hour away. "I'll be there soon. go to her before he does anything."

"Why should we save her? It was you who left her alone, unattended. why shall I care if shes alive or not?" Damien questions. He didn't blame Octavia for Zara's actions but he wanted someone to suffer other than him.

He was never good with letting people in and he didn't really like us having other people attention. I knew he didn't like my marriage with Octavia but I convinced him it was only an arrangement, hell even I was convinced it was nothing more.

But she made it so damn hard to believe we were nothing because all along she did mean something I just couldn't admit it from the guilt of forgetting Blair. "Because I care for her. You've been my brothers from day one and I love you all but are you fucking stupid, she will always mean more than you guys, She's my fucking wife for Christ's sake." I shout at all of them. They didn't understand what she made me feel. Octavia made a perminant print in my heart, marking it as her. I could never forgive myself for being so selfish tonight.

"You know what he's capable of, please do me one and get her away from that bastard." Trent has not fucking limits. He would do anything to get back at someone and recently he's been looking for problems to start. He made a mistake by taking whats mine and I will make him never forget what happens.

Panic conjures inside of me, I press harder on the accelerater praying that nothing happens to her. Though I cannot believe myself, she's weak and I left her like that all because I was mourning Blair.

My chest tightens, "Octavia," I murmured to myself, "Please be alright."

I soon reach the forest and spot tire marks on the soft mud. Following it, I open the compartment in my car and pull out a glock. Loading it with all ten rounds, I tuck it into my pants. Smoke was covering my surroundings and I no longer saw the ground.

In the distances I spot an amber light and something tells me the Omens had something to do with this. Running through the heavy rain, I find the small bungalow on fire beside the church and no one to be seen, "OCTAVIA." I shout loudly. I hoped the boys, who must have already been here, had found her already.

My eyes widen from the size of the flames. I run faster calling for Octavia. She must be in there still, I need to get her out.
Running towards the door, I hear my name being called. I turn to see the boys next to the church's black gate with Octavia in Damien's arms.

Letting out a huge breath, I walk up to them with my heart heavily pulling me down. The knots in my stomach loosen. My relieve disappears when I see the state she was in. Patches of blood on her dress, her face and arms wounded badly. Fury burns through my skin. I pierce my eyes at Armard, "Where the fuck is he?" His eyes shift to the house then back to me. "Don't think about it." He warns.

I know Trent was close to them as he was to me but he made an unforgivable mistake. I will hunt him and kill him myself. I will make him pay for what he did to my Octavia.
Turning away from them, I simply say, "He won't get the easy way out."