|| KNOX's POV ||

" Welcome! Welcome, Mr.Vitalies! What would you like to take? Coffee or wine?"

Blake grinned at me, holding a gun between his thumbs. My body shook in anger. He told me nothing, only sent the pictures of Stella. This foolish woman once again crossed the line. I hated her for always putting herself in danger.

I growled, dropping the gun from my hand,

" Let go of her, Blake. For God's sake, she is eight months pregnant."

Blake only laughed hard before shouting back at me angrily,

" LET GO OF HER? Did you show mercy to my wife? MY WIFE IS KILLED, KNOX."

I frowned...