Throughout all these years working for him, Zick had shown that without her he would never have managed to come to the place he was now.
He would have had to work harder without her, but with her everything seemed easier.
Apart from the fact that uninvited friends had recently appeared and started to bring them unwanted trouble.
However, seeing that Zick smiled more often with new friends, Don decided to let it go.
Eventually, they would get rid of their 'problems' and they would be able to enjoy each other.
However, if that didn't happen soon, Don decided to become more brutal about some things.
For some reason, Anton felt a cold, unpleasant shiver when getting off the plane.
Looking at Sophie and Luka, who was holding his hand with a smile on his face, he chased away this strange feeling.
After a few intense days, they finally returned and could breathe a sigh of relief.
However, leaving the airport, Sophie's finally charged phone began to ring.
Seeing the caller, she looked at her brother with a hint of nervousness.
At practically the same time, Anton called Noah, wanting to tell him the good news.
However, what they both heard was not what they expected.
Listening to the explanations, Sophie, gripping the phone tightly in her hand, quickly moved towards the waiting car.
Fear was weaker than the anger she felt at that moment.
How dare someone take her man away from her while she was gone.
Knowing who she was and who her family was, only a suicide would dare to do something like that.
Seeing the surprise and concern on her younger brother's face, Sophie relaxed her expression and stroked his head.
"Luka, you'll stay with our friends for a while. A very important matter has come up and Anton and I need to sort it out quickly. Be patient and wait for us, okay?"
As she said this she tried to stop the tremors in her body, which reacted badly to this information.
Luka, seeing that it was something serious, nodded quickly.
"I'll be waiting. Take care of yourselves."
He hugged his sister and brother, and was then taken by one of Anton's men to his apartment.
Anton asked Noah to go there to take care of the boy, not knowing how long it would take them.
Together with Sophie and two of his men, they immediately set off towards the place where Darell was currently.
On the way, they were joined by two more cars sent by Don.
Anton talked to Don for a while and learned exactly what had happened.
At the moment, they didn't know who had taken Darell and how dangerous it was to go there blindly.
Knowing what his sister felt, Anton was willing to take a chance.
They would be as careful as ever and wouldn't let themselves be surprised.
He had been brought up in such situations and at the moment, all he felt was irritation caused by another problem.
Which turned out to be her partner once again...
Sophie said nothing, staring at one point, feeling terribly bad.
Clenching her fists, she hurried the driver, sensing that something bad was happening.
Without knowing how or why, she felt how Darell was suffering and she couldn't bear it.
The anger and nervousness inside her grew with every minute.
Anton, seeing his sister's behavior, could only put his arm around her and try to calm her down.
In such a state, something could happen to her.
And if it came to that, Anton would take care of his sister, leaving the rescue to his men and not caring what would happen to Darell.
For him, his sister was his priority.
At the same time, he would have to deal with Sophie's wrath after she found out that they hadn't gone to save Darell.
Fortunately, Sophie was now functioning on pure adrenaline and there was no chance of her fainting from anger.
Approaching the estate, the cars stopped at a suitable distance and people carefully exited their cars, looking around for danger.
Zick, knowing that they were there, turned off the cameras so that the household wouldn't be able to notice them earlier.
Knowing that they couldn't waste time, they efficiently and quickly approached the house and entered with a bang.
The men scattered throughout the estate and deftly neutralized the security guards, who weren't expecting an attack.
They weren't even able to draw their weapons when they were overpowered and tied up.
Sophie, feeling Darell calling her, quickly went up the stairs, not paying attention to anyone.
Anton quickly moved after his sister, protecting her from danger.
Walking quickly down the corridor, Sophie's heart was pounding like crazy.
Hearing some quiet moans in one of the rooms, without waiting, she grabbed the doorknob and went inside.
Seeing the scene before her eyes, she froze and her heart stopped for a second.
Sophie practically forgot that she was supposed to breathe.
Holding her breath, she tried to process what she had just seen.
Clothes were strewn across the floor.
There were two naked people on the large bed.
Bethany and Darell.
The man was weakly whispering Sophie's name, clearly suffering.
He was tied to the bed and was unable to free himself.
On him sat a pleased and victorious-looking Bethany, deeply buried on Darell's cock.
Looking with contempt at the surprised and devastated Sophie, she laughed charmingly, impaling herself once again on the man.
"He's mine, Sophie. I took him from you. What are you going to do now? You've lost your beloved to someone like me" Bethany mocked the woman standing in the doorway like a pillar of salt.
Anton, standing next to his sister and seeing the sight, couldn't believe his eyes.
What was this woman doing here?
After all, he had sent her to another country where she was supposed to work in a brothel for the rest of her miserable life.
With a wicked smile, Bethany still mocked Sophie.
"Oh how wonderful it is to see you like this. I can't get enough of my victory. You know..." She wanted to say more…. but couldn't.
Sophie felt a sudden calm as she watched the woman siting on her man.
Her hand moved on its own.
Grabbing the gun from her brother's belt, she aimed it at Bethany and without hesitation pulled the trigger…