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Third-person POV.

“Dammit!” Peter let out a curse into the silent room in the unknown destination he was in. He doesn’t know how long he has been here but he can’t stay no longer.

Peter wanted to complete his mission but fuck, these men were standing in his way.

Just some time ago he had landed in the States, reeling with the hope of achieving his goals and gaining his freedom.

But now he was even in more problem. Peter gazed at the door, yearning to move up from his tied position and over to the door. He yearned to tug the door open and flee. Capture his unwanted daughter and hand her over to the mafia brothers.

The thought of Alexei and Anton made bile rise in Peter’s throat. He failed the twins despite their warnings. He fucking messed up.

If Peter had known that David would catch him he wouldn’t have gone to that bar.

But then again, David might have caught him even if he didn’t go there…

Peter scrunched his face as he thought about what happened that night. He was convinced then