Night reached,
Black vans, silent engines, The convoy rolled up quiet to a warehouse.
Damian led the way. His boots made no sound on the cold stone. He checked his men with looks simple signs, quick nods.
Only one thing burned in his chest: find her. Get her back. Kill Andrew.
They hit the gates. Locks opened.
The first line of security fell, surprised and stunned.
Damian was the cleanest fighting thing there.
He moved fast, every hit exact. He broke a man's forearm with a twist and a shove.
A guard swung a baton. Damian caught the wood, turned it, and the man was on the floor.
Andrei moved beside him He smashed a guard into a table, knocked a radio away, kicked a man down the stairs.
The two of them were a storm.
They split teams to cover rooms.
A quiet team were in and out, cutting locks, finding doors.
At the far end, Damian forced his way into a room.
He stepped through.
There Andrew stood, cigarette in his mouth. He wasn't with his men.
Andrew looked up at Damian and grinned slow.
"So you finally came"
"Took you long enough."
Damian walked to him slowly.
Damian reached him and landed a punch. It landed hard across Andrew's jaw.
The man staggered back, surprised and quick.
Andrew stood to his feet, They fought close. Up close.
Damian grabbed his collars and threw him to a chair. The Chair cracked under weight.
Blood flowing from Andrew's mouth.
Damian hit Andrew across the ribs, the sound like a stick on wood.
Andrew answered with a kick that made Damian blink. They traded blows, spit, and words.
"Thought you'd be smarter," Andrew spit between his teeth.
"You thought I'd let you play with what's mine?" Damian breathed, the words sharp as a knife.
"You dared to take her."
Andrew laughed, the sound brittle.
"Because of a woman, Volkov? Is that what it comes down to? You're a joke."
Damian's face tightened. He grabbed Andrew by the shirt and slammed him into a wall.
"She's not a joke. She's mine."
Andrew sneered. "You think she's yours? You think you own everything with that name?"
He pushed Damian hard. "You sit in towers and sign papers. You think you are a king."
"King?" Damian smiled once, hateful.
"I am what I am because I protect what I love. You just pick on people because you're a coward."
They moved like two animals in a cage. Punch, block, push.
The fight was brutal and close.
Andrew's men tried to rush in, but Damian's men cut them off.
Out in the hall, other teams were quieter. They fought security with knives tucked and hands hard.
A guard reached for a phone and one of Damian's men grabbed his wrist and snapped it. Quiet. Fast. Snap.
The guard fell and the phone scattered. No alarm to alert his men.
Back in the main room, the fight between Damian and Andrew had turned personal and hot.
They traded words like knives, each line trying to cut deeper.
Damian hissed, one hand against Andrew's throat. "You had no right."
Andrew wiped spit from his chin and smiled cold.
"You live by fear, Volkov. I feed on fear. Show me where it hurts me and I will push."
Damian said. His voice grew harder.
"You dared to capture my cupcake, and I promise — I will end you with my own hands."
Andrew only laughed. He sang the words out like bait.
"End me? You? You come here swinging like a dog and threaten me. It's cute."
They lunged. Damian's fist smashed into Andrew's chest. Andrew fell.
Damian stepped on his ribs and kept his knee on the man's back, raining punches down. He was not kind.
Viktor ran through the corridor, kicking aside a fallen guard.
He turned left the same room the spy had described. He pushed the door open and froze for a second.
There she was.
Elena lay on the cold floor, her wrists still tied, her head tilted to the side.
She looked pale.
"Damn it,," Viktor muttered, rushing to her side.
He crouched, checked her pulse.
"She's breathing… but weak."
He untied the ropes around her wrists and ankles.
He lifted her carefully, cradling her against his chest. Her head rested against his shoulder.
Outside, the fight was still raging gunfire fading in the distance.
Viktor didn't wait. He pushed out through the back hallway, signaling his men.
"We're moving! Cover me!"
Bullets cracked past as they sprinted to the cars. One man opened the van door, and Viktor slid in, placing Elena on the seat, covering her with his jacket.
"Start the car!" he shouted, his voice rough.
The van tore out of the compound, tires screeching as the gunfire disappeared behind them.
Back at the hall where Damian and Andrew were exchanging blows.
A gunshot cracked from a corridor. Damian turned distracted.
In the flash of that gunshot, masked men black from head to boot slipped into the room through a side door.
They were not part of Andrew's crew nor Damian's. They were a third hand in the dark.
One of the masked men seized Andrew by the collar dragging him out of there.
Damian turned, noticing them and tried to grab at them.
They fired at him but he dodged before he go after them they were gone through another door.
"Fuck " Damian screamed.
Damian's face went gray with fury. He stood up to go after them but they were gone taking Andrew with them.
Damian slammed his fist into the table. Wood splintered. "I will find you Andrew," he said.
"I'll tear every man down to find you."
His men came rushing in breathless.
"They took Andrew boss" One of his men uttered with fear in his voice.
Damian's jaw worked.
"Find the masked men. Tracers on the bikes. Cameras — patch the feeds. Track wires.
Move now."
And with that they all left at his command.
Damian stood in the ruined hall, his hands covered in blood, his chest rising and falling hard.
"Andrei," he barked, voice sharp.
Andrei stumbled in, blood streaked down his arm, his shirt torn. "Boss…"
"Did Viktor take her?" Damian's voice shook with both anger and fear.
Andrei nodded, breathing heavy.
"Yes, sir. He found her in the east room.
She was unconscious, but alive. He took her straight to the villa."
Damian's fists unclenched. He turned away, running a hand through his hair, jaw tight. "Good.
He didn't wait for an answer. He grabbed his coat, stormed out to his car, and sped through the dark streets toward his villa.