CHAPTER 34

"Princess, i-it's going to be okay! Don't worry! Are you okay?" He asked, his voice quivering as a tear fell from his eyes.

"Please, daddy. I'm scared," her voice cried out. He began to sob uncontrollably before shaking his head. I brought my gun up, aiming in the direction of the door.

"Sean Ivanov. Please just let us go!" He cried out. I stood up from the floor, knowing exactly who the man he was speaking of was. A Russian.

I grabbed my phone from my pocket, showing him as I paused the voice memo. It was a recording of his daughter, but it was false as to her being here in the estate. She was really in the comforts of her home, doing what the kids did best.

"Y-you fooled me," he quivered out. This time I smirked before grabbing him by his hair and whispering in his ear, "Look who's really the softie."

When I let go, I immediately pressed the gun between his eyes. My finger slowly pulled back the trigger, staring him straight in the eye just as the bullet grazed the middle of his br