Jonathan watched the happy Gala attendees from his perch in the rafters of the ballroom. Rage coursed through him and he clenched his fists as he stared at Nadia and Luca surrounded by their friends. She looked up at her fiancé as he brought her hand to his lips as if to mock him with that dazzling ring on her finger.

That piece of shit really thinks he can take my kitten away from me.

Jonathan smirked at their affectionate display and pulled a radio from his hip. "Set off the bombs."

"Yes, sir." His men replied.

"We have a problem. Ciara's gone rogue," Adam growled through the receiver. "She's got a gun. She's going to kill her, Jon."

He rolled his eyes. He'd been expecting this. He knew Ciara's obsession would get the best of her tonight. "Radio Garret he knows what to do. She's of no use to us now. It's time to get my kitten," he seethed as he shoved the radio back on his hip.

He dropped down from the ceiling into an empty conference room. He dusted himself off and checked the hallway before he slipped out of the room just as a loud explosion shook the hotel.

He frowned.

Only one?

A grin spread over his lips at the sound of the frantic screams that filled the air.

I guess one is all we need.

He ran toward the commotion of people yelling and scurrying through the lobby to the exit.

"Everyone stay calm!" The hotel security called out as they helped the frightened guests to the door.

Jonathan's watch vibrated on his wrist and he gave it a quick glance as he dodged the people pouring out of the ballroom.

'Target acquired. Meet at the point.'

Yes, yes, yes! Master is coming, my precious little kitten.

Jonathan hopped over a man on the floor and took off running through the emptying ballroom to a fire exit. He bolted through the door and rounded the corner to the back of the hotel.

He skidded to a stop and hid behind a dumpster as a group of Luca's guards came running by. They yelled and talked frantically into their wrists in search of Nadia.

Those fucking idiots have no idea that she's already mine.

He poked his head around the large receptacle to check for more guards as sirens sounded in the distance while police cars sped down the street toward the hotel.

"Jon, where the fuck are you? We got them. Hurry up!" Adam's voice called through his radio.

Jonathan pulled it from his hip and his eyes grew wide as Nadia and Luca ran past him in the same direction as the guards. "Who the fuck do you have?" he whispered into the receiver and frowned when Adam didn't respond. "Adam, who's in the car with you?"

He growled and stood to follow after the couple. He tiptoed behind the unsuspecting pair and slid a knife from the harness on his belt as he neared the back of them.

"You can't trick me with your decoy. I'll always find you, kitten," he snarled as he snaked his arm around Nadia's neck. She screamed and struggled against him as yanked her away from Luca.

"Nadia!" Luca's eyes filled with panic as he reached for her.

Jonathan was quick to point his gun at his face. "Back the fuck up, Luca. She's mine now," he warned and laughed as five different lasers pointed down at him. "Snipers are a nice touch, though."

"Let her go, Jonathan," Luca seethed.

"Or what? They won't take that shot. They can't shoot me without hurting Nadia."

"I'm not going anywhere with you." Nadia struggled against him as his knife dug into her neck.

"Oh, don't do that, kitten." he grinned and he licked the side of her cheek. "Wait until I get you home." His eyes slid to Luca. "I'm going to punish you real good. I've got so much time to make up for."

The look of utter hatred in Luca's eyes filled Jonathan with glee. There was nothing he or their dumbass guards could do.

All the protection Nadia has and they still can't stop me from taking what's mine.

"Say your goodbyes, Luca. This is the last time you're going to see her," he said as he slowly backed away from him.

Luca's eyes hardened as he kept his stoic gaze on Nadia. "Tu'elensotesau'praja, teso."

A laugh sputtered from Jonathan's lips at the jumbled words he spoke. "What the fuck did you say?"

"He said you're a sorry fucking piece of shit," Nadia growled as she bit his wrist and jabbed her elbow into his rib cage.

He wheezed and choked as the knife fell from his hand. Nadia was too quick for him to react as she twisted his wrist in an awkward position and wrestled the gun from his hand.

She whirled on him and smacked the weapon across his face. He grunted as he spit blood from his mouth. "You fucking, bitch!" He roared but his words choked in his throat as she shoved her spiked stiletto into his stomach and swung her leg to kick his feet from under him.

He fell back and his head hit the ground with a thud as he gasped for air. His eyes grew wide as he stared down the barrel of his gun pointing at his face. "You can't kill me!" He screamed in panic as the lasers pointing at his chest winked out.

He sighed in relief as he stared into Nadia's stone cold eyes. "You can't kill me, kitten," he smirked. "Your guards need me alive. I'm an asset."

"Nadia, it's over, baby. Put the gun down," Luca cooed as he slowly walked toward her.

She ignored him and cocked the gun. Jonathan gulped in fear. He had never seen a look so venomous and void of any love or compassion on her face and it scared the shit out of him.

"Nadia..." Luca warned.

"Listen to your man, kitten," Jonathan cooed as fire raged behind Nadia's dark green eyes.

"Don't call me, kitten," she seethed and pulled the trigger.

A/N: Ohhh shiit!! 😯 Nadia took Jonathan the fuck down 🙌🏾💪🏾

Translation:

Tu'elen sote sau'praja, teso [Too'ehlen soh - teh s-ow ' prah -zhah, teh - soh] - Do what we practiced, baby.