'till death, wife

'I thought you finally learned your lesson. Then I get home to find my men dead. YOU KILLED my fucking men, made me look weak," Lucca screams.

My face is crusted and swollen from the beating he has given me.

Chains wrapped around my waist, feet and hands, securing me to a metal chair in this empty warehouse.

I spit the blood from my mouth, as my one good eye sees Kylie's body lying helplessly on the floor.

'Let her go Lucca, she has nothing to ...