Page 62 of Undeniable

His brows furrow in confusion. “Son? We haven’t seen anyone all night.”

Luca comes running up beside me as he turns to Jimmy.

“Pull the security footage of the inside of the house at 2:05AM,” he barks.

Jimmy nods and quickly types away on the computer before bringing the footage on the screen. We watch as Ashlynn goes down to the cellar, not 3 minutes later Tasha sneaks out alone and goes out the back door. We continue to watch the feed and there we see Alessandro following quickly after her.

My stomach drops to the ground as Jimmy switches the feed to the East wall where Tasha slides between the bars and begins to run away when Alessandro grabs her. They talk and hug for a minute before she runs down the road. But Alessandro chases after her.Oh fuck.

Alessandro looks like he is shouting and maybe crying. Tasha stops and turns around to console him, but she is so busy with my son that she doesn’t see the blacked out G wagon that pulls up right behind them. I see the moment she recognizes them. Her body goes rigid before she begins to fight like a wild animal.

One of the men grab her and punch her in the head, causing her body to go limp and drop to the ground. The other man throws a screaming Alessandro over his shoulder and tosses him into the back of the car before slamming the door shut and driving off.No.

They drove off at 2:15AM and it is now 6:02AM. My son was taken 4 hours ago. Who knows where he is or if he is even alive? I can’t breathe. There is no more air in this tiny security booth or in my lungs. Not my son. Not my boy. I have lost everything in my life over and over again. I can’t lose him too. No.

“Gio,” Luca barks, clearly noticing how I am quickly losing my shit. “We are going to get him back. Collect yourself and call everyone. We are all going to pay the Chernoffs a bloody fucking visit.”

His violent promise gives me a sick self-assurance that has me nodding my head and shakily pulling my phone out to call in back up. I can’t lose him, I won’t. I also find my mind repeating another sentence. I can’t lose her, I won’t.

Chapter Twenty Four

Tasha

My head throbs as I hear a door open and shut. I try to pry my eyes open, but it doesn’t work, they are too heavy. I try one more time and am able to slowly ease them open. Everything is blurry for a moment and my throbbing headache quickly becomes a sharp debilitating one.

I groan and try to rub my temples but am stopped short when I notice that my hands and feet are tied to the bed posts. Things start to

come into focus as I quickly try to pull on the restraints, which only leave burns against my dry skin.

“Easy, Katerina. Wouldn’t want to hurt those pretty wrists,” a man purrs from the corner.

My head snaps over to see the man that took me from the Mariano’s house slowly prowling towards me, a predatory smirk laying happily across his face.

“Who are you?”

“I will be whoever you want me to be,” he says as he takes another step towards me.

His ice-cold fingers reach down and glide up my bare shin, sending a nauseous feeling rolling through my stomach. I do my best to scoot away from him, but the restraints don’t allow me to get nearly far enough.

With his eyes slowly tracing over my scantily covered body, they settle on my bikini for a few moments before flicking up to meet my eyes. He licks his lips slowly making my skin crawl at the sight.

“If you try anything, I will bite your dick off,” I snarl.

Instead of looking intimidated his lips kick up into an amused smile.

“I am pretty sure I will like that.”

He closes the distance between us, lifting a leg over my body to straddle me. I begin to wildly wiggle my body, despite how painful it is to do so, in an attempt to throw him off of me but it doesn’t work.

“Settle down, sweetheart. It’s just a bit of fun.”

I don’t stop moving and bucking as best as I can while snarling obscenities in an attempt to intimidate him or at least distract him. Though my ribs are absolutely killing me, I know that I can’t give up. I have to keep fighting. His heavy hand settles over my mouth as he reaches down to undo his zipper. I wiggle my mouth to get the best angle and bite down on his finger hard.

“Ah! Fucking bitch!” He shouts before slapping me across the face hard.

Not another moment passes before a knife suddenly appears to the side, quickly sinking into the side of his neck. I watch as his eyes widen in shock before his hands quickly reach up to grab the knife. His fingers don’t seem to be cooperating with him as he clearly goes into shock, rolling off of me as blood seeps out of his neck.

I look up to see Alec staring down at the man with a murderous glint in his eyes before looking over to me, his gaze softening only barely.

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