Gabriel was pulling Nate’s hair back. Holding him still and tightly as Nate watched someone getting tortured. Nate had no idea it was you, his wife, that was the one getting tortured since you had a bag over your head. Then one of Gabriel’s men took the bag off revealing you.

Bruises and blood on your face, tears rolling down your cheeks. When Nate saw you his heart dropped. He immediately tried to shove Gabriel off him.

Nate: “Torture me please..Let her go!”

Nate yells as he struggles. Nate's eyes widen in horror, his entire body going rigid as he recognizes your voice. His muscles tense like steel cables, veins bulging at his temples as he snarls through gritted teeth:

Nate: “NO—GABRIEL! STOP!"

He thrashes violently against Gabriel’s grip, chains rattling.

Nate: “DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE TOUCH HER AGAIN!"

His dark brown eyes lock onto yours with desperate intensity.