Ike POV

I couldn't believe it. Diana was walking away, but somehow, my feet are planted to the floor. I can't move. I can't even hear Stevie calling my name because my attention is focused solely on the woman that had dropped a secret that I wasn't expecting.

There was a possibility she was pregnant, and there was a high possibility that I could be the father. It should have scared me, but instead, it simply ignited the need to get her out of Ben's mansion and away from him for good. If she was carrying my baby, there was no way I was going to let her stay in a toxic environment.

"Dad," Stevie calls. "Dad!"

I am broken out of my reverie when I feel my son's hand touch my shoulder. I look over at him. My jaw is tight, but my eyes are glistening with unshed tears. The woman that I could have had a future with is married to one of the dangerous men in Miami. To add the icing to the cake, she could be carrying a child that very well may be mine.

"What do we do?" he asks.

"I don't know, son…"

"She looks—"

"In pain," I finish. My heart breaks as I remember the way she looked at me when she stepped into the Atlantis. There was the fear that Ben had instilled in her mind. One simple touch and she flinched away from me.

"Well, yes, but she's beautiful too," Stevie smiles, trying to lighten the mood.

"Did you catch what she said?" I ask hesitantly.

"Yeah… Could the baby be yours?" Stevie whispers.

"It's a high possibility," I sigh.

"All the more reason to get her out, dad. How about you try and do some work? If Ben sees you here, there's no doubt that he'll start a conversation," Stevie suggests.

I nod in agreement, downing my drink and setting it on the counter. I lean over to gently wrap my arms around my son, kissing his temple. "Thank you. We'll talk later."

"Of course."

Back at my office, I couldn't help but look out the large windows. My mind drifts to Diana. Seeing her unexpectedly had caused me to reminisce about our brief time together. Despite the covering of her bruises, she still looked as beautiful as she did when I first laid eyes on her. I am trying to keep things together, trying to keep myself calm, but knowing that she was with Ben just a few minutes away irks me. I could easily swoop her away from him, but it wasn't that easy.

I try to go over different possible scenarios that would allow me to remove her from that monster, but in order for me to do that, I would have to somehow sneak into Ben's mansion. It was too big of a risk. I couldn't jeopardize Diana's safety and my own.

Vincent, Victor, and my two sons walk into the office. I look up at them, hoping they would provide a better solution than what I was trying to conjure up. Danny is the first to sit down, and he is also the first to speak which surprises me.

"Stevie said Diana may be pregnant?"

I sigh, "That's what she said…"

"And it's yours?"

"I have a strong feeling that it is, Danny."

"How strong?" he asks.

"I have a good feeling about it."

"Then what are we going to do?" Danny looks at me, hoping I would have the answers. Instead, I shrug my shoulders, but the gesture is accompanied with a huff of irritation. I should be the one to figure out how to get my girl out of there. My girl. Huh. It sounds nice.

"You don't have any idea what to do, huh, dad?" Stevie asks, interrupting my thoughts.

"What am I supposed to do, Stevie? The man is heavily guarded all the goddamn time. We can't just go up to his front door either. I have thought of every different scenario possible and I am coming up with nothing," I say in frustration. "I want her away from him, all right? Now that she's possibly pregnant… Ben could hurt her and the baby. Even if the baby isn't mine, Ben has the possibility of hurting both and he won't even blink an eye."

Vincent clears his throat, looking over at Victor. "Well, Vic and I came up with something…"

"What's that?"

"Invite her to perform again. If Ben needs an incentive, say all the money that we receive for her show will go to him. All of it," Vic suggests. "At least then she'll be here to sing. It'll be better if he shows up too. Makes it less suspicious on us and more on him, do you understand?"

"Okay, let's say she performs. Then what?" Danny asks. "How are we supposed to take her without Ben noticing?"

"She has a changing room, Danny. When it's time for her to change sets, that's when we take her and bring her up to Ike's room," Vincent answers.

I nod, slowly piecing it together. It makes sense. Diana would still be here and no one was allowed to his penthouse suite without authorization, so she was safer here than out there.

"That sounds like a good plan," I assure them.

"What are we going to do about Ben?" Stevie asks. "He'll grow suspicious."

I look at my son with confidence. If Ben was going to accuse anyone, it was going to be me. "I'll tell him that she never made it to the changing room. We were waiting for her to arrive, but she never showed."

Vic nods, "That actually is a good idea. It'll deviate the man's attention away from Ike and the Miramar Playa and to someone else who he may have it out for him."

I look around the room. My eyes settle back onto the window, staring at the cloudless, blue sky from where I am sitting. If this goes smoothly, I can give Diana a better life, show her how a woman should be treated, and reassure her that with me, she will always be safe.

"She's pregnant, and that baby could very well be mine. I—I'm falling in love with her and I will do anything to get her away from Ben. We have to get her out before he does anything else…"

Stevie and Danny look at each other. "You love her?" There's a hint of uncertainty in their voices, but I nod without hesitation.

"I do… She's an amazing woman, a strong, funny, intelligent woman. I didn't know she was Ben's wife. When I did, I tried to end it. I tried to stop myself, but I couldn't. Diana is… Goddammit, she's worth it," I admit.

"Worth what?" Danny asks.

"If the only way for her to leave Ben is for me to step forward and go toe-to-toe with him, then I will do it," I say with confidence. If Ben has the audacity to lay a hand on a defenseless woman, I wonder if he has the ability to hurt someone with as much anger and hatred as he does.

Ben is going to get what's coming to him, and I'm going to have the front row seat.