The Mafia Princess and Her Possessive Men

Chapter Twenty-Three... Planning Her Escape

*Kyle POV*

I could hear her sniffling and just shook my head with frustration. She was so determined to find any way to get out of being with me. What was wrong with giving me a chance? I mean, I know I kidnapped her and all, but she seemed flustered when she got home with her parents from the clinic after she talked to me.

Was I just seeing something that wasn't there?

I gritted my teeth and clenched the steering wheel until my hands were white.

NO.

I needed to stop thinking like this. It didn't matter what she thought or even wanted. She was mine no matter what. I pulled into the private driveway of my property and drove another twenty miles before my home came into view.

I sighed with contentment. We were finally home. I pushed the button on my visor to open the garage and then pulled in slowly. I closed the garage door and turned the SUV off.

I opened my door and headed to the back when I felt chills instantly cover my body. It felt like I was being watched. I stopped and looked around frantically, but no one was around.

That's strange.

I had to be losing my mind. No one knew about this property.

I shook the uneasiness away and took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly. I opened the trunk, and Jade instantly tensed. "Oh, come on baby, don't be like that. I wouldn't want to sedate you again. I mean, don't get me wrong. Looking and touching your body was amazing, but I would rather you be awake and enjoy it with me." I smirked menacingly.

Her eyes widened with shock, and then she narrowed her eyes at me and glared angrily.

I shrugged my shoulders and just chuckled. "I had to see what I was going to be enjoying for the rest of our lives because make no mistake, Jade. I will have you every way that I want. Having your virginity is the most important thing there is. I will make you a woman. MY WOMAN. Even if I have to drug you with a sêxual stimulant every chance I get. It makes no difference to me."

More tears formed in her eyes, and she looked away. I reached down and picked her up, throwing her over my shoulders. I closed the trunk and then headed inside.

"Welcome home, my love." I sighed warmly. She struggled and growled with annoyance, but I just ignored her and headed to our bedroom.

"This is where all the sweet lovemaking will be taking place. Our bedroom." I commented as I placed her on the bed. I walked over to the chain that I had installed on the wall and connected the anklet to her ankle.

"It's going to take a while for your submission and acceptance. I understand that, but once you give in, I promise things won't be like this anymore." I pulled the knife out of my pocket and began cutting the rope off of her.

"YOU BÂSTARD! YOU SICK SON OF A BÎTCH. LET ME OUT OF THIS RIGHT NOW." Jade screamed and lunged for me. I backhanded her so hard that she fell to the ground.

I leaned down and gripped her hair harshly in my fists. I forced her to look in my eyes. "You will never take that tone again with me, Jade. With bad decisions comes consequences. I have no problem punishing you. I have several things that will make you scream for mercy, and there will be none. You will show me some respect or so help me god, you will suffer."

She looked at me and smiled viciously, "Fûck you," then she spit in my face. My blood began to boil immediately, and I raised my fist, but suddenly, out of nowhere, all of my alarms started going off that the perimeter of my property had been breached.

WHAT THE FÛCK?

"I will deal with you later." I growled viciously and stalked out of our room. Someone was in for a world of hurt for trespassing on my property and messing with my time with Jade.

*Bryson POV*

We pulled into the private driveway and drove for what seemed to be about twenty miles. I decided that it was probably smart to drive off the road, so I pulled off and began driving through the trees.

When the house came into view, I pulled over and waited. "We need to wait and see if our presence is known or not. I think we should all split up and sneak up on him." I suggested.

"That's a great plan, son. You two should go find my daughter, and I will take care of Kyle. The longer my daughter is in his hands, the more angrier I become and the more danger she is in." Anders said with a cold and dangerous tone.

In that moment, I was in awe of this man sitting in front of me. This man was desperately fighting to get his daughter back and had the perfect chance to take her back and get all the credit for it, but instead, he decided to take a step back and give Caine and me the chance to save her. To give us a chance to prove ourselves to Jade. To show her that we could protect her when the time was needed and because of this, Anders has earned more respect in my eyes.

"Just be careful, Anders. You don't have any cover. I wouldn't want anything to happen to you. Jade would die if she lost you." I said firmly. Anders nodded his head with understanding and opened the car door, then proceeded to sneak through the forest toward the house in the distance.

"Do you think she is alright?" Caine said in a pained voice. I placed my hand on his shoulder and squeezed firmly. "Our princess is a fighter, brother." Caine nodded his head and then turned to look at me. "Let's go get her back." I smiled evilly and nodded my head in agreement.

*Jade POV*

I covered my ears after Kyle left the room because the alarms that were going off were so loud. After a few minutes, they stopped, and I got up and quickly looked around. I couldn't believe that fûcker put a goddâmned chain on me. Not to mention that he violated me while I was knocked out from the sedative he gave me.

I was livid.

If I ever got my hands on him, that motherfûcker was a dead man. Both my dads taught me how to handle myself if anything ever happened to me, and I am thankful for that. I know I felt weak before, but after hearing all that he has done, well, let's just say my inner b***h has clawed her way to the surface and she is craving blood.

I searched through the drawers and came up empty-handed. I sat on the bed and looked down at the anklet. I tilted my head sideways and scrutinized the lock. I started laughing uncontrollably. I couldn't believe how incredibly stupid Kyle was.

He never locked the anklet completely. I reached down in a rush and opened the anklet. It came off easily, and I threw it down to the ground with disgust.

I got up and crept over toward the door. I opened it softly and peeked around. I looked both ways and didn't see anyone. I snuck out and crept along the wall, looking back and forth.

I tiptoed down the stairs and found the kitchen, then grabbed a knife that was sitting on the counter. I gripped it tightly and continued on. I heard Kyle's voice coming from behind a door and snuck closer to see inside.

"GODDÂMMIT! I can't believe they found out about this place already. I was so careful. I won't let them have her. She's mine. I will kill those two motherfûckers and her father before I ever let them have her. They will have to pry her from my cold, dead hands." Kyle snapped out viciously.

I was glad they were finally here to save me, but if Kyle thinks I will let any harm come to my family or my men, he has another thing coming. I was a mafia princess, after all. He wanted consequences. Well then, I would give him a fûcking consequence. I crept into the room quietly and got behind Kyle.

He was so engrossed in the surveillance videos that he wasn't paying attention to anything else.

I leaned down close to him, "Surprise, motherfûcker!" I whispered in his ear . He tensed, and before he could register what I had planned, I swiped the knife across his throat, "I will never be yours, only theirs. Go to hêll, you fûcking âsshole."