*Damon POV*
I have been trying to loosen the ropes on my hands for awhile now, but they are still tight as f**k. I am getting anxious, because the more time that passes, the more time I am away from my wife and that means more chances for my father and Santos to get a hold of her. My father's phone dings notifying him of a incoming message. I watch cautiously as he swipes his screen. His face instantly tenses and turns red with anger. The look he has on his face tells me that whatever is in that message isn't good. He is absolutely livid. He slowly turns his intense gaze at me and I gulp inwardly. "I am going to throughly enjoy killing that f*****g c**t wife of yours. She has cost me millions and now I have no leverage to make a deal with the Bratva. She will regret ever marrying you once
