That Robert Hayloe Motherfucker
Your time begins now
And as I walked home, the weight of the upcoming mission firmly settled on my shoulders, I silently vowed to do whatever it took to keep Heaven safe. No one messes with my girl and gets away with it.
The thought of her beautiful smile, her infectious laugh, and the way she made me feel complete drove me forward. I would stop at nothing to make sure she was safe and happy. 
She sacrificed everything, endured soo much, now it's my time to make her live her life.
With that thought in mind, I walked towards my car heading towards my mansion, my mind filled with determination and my heart filled with love for the incredible woman who had captured my heart.
Tomorrow, the Mexican Mafia would get a harsh reminder of just who they were dealing with.
And I was damn well equipped to give them that reminder.
The Mexican Mafia had no idea what was coming their way. They had made a grave mistake by involving Heaven in their criminal activities. She was off-limits, and I would make damn sure they knew it.
TIME SKIPS
As I walked into my home, I could feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins. I was ready, eager even, to bring the fight. Tomorrow couldn't come soon enough.
I entered inside the mansion with my boys beside who is Jungkook, Jimin, Jhope, Namjoon, they all went to their respective rooms, left me alone with the huge silence.
"Baby, I'm home."
I frown, noticing the strange silence in the house. I was used to Heaven immediately coming to greet me with a tight hug whenever I arrived home, but today she was nowhere to be seen.
It's unusual of her
"Babe?" I call out again, my voice breaking the eerie silence. "Where are you, Darling?"
I walk further into the house, my footsteps echoing in the empty space. The absence of Heaven's presence is jarring, and I can't help but feel a pang of worry.
"Honey, you here?" I call out again, beginning to search the house, my concern growing with each passing moment.
As I make my way through the rooms, I notice that everything looks normal, nothing seems out of place. But still, the strange silence and absence of Heaven's welcoming presence is beginning to fill me with a sense of unease.
I check the bedroom we share, the kitchen, the living room, but there's no sign of Heaven. "What the hell?" I mutter to myself, my worry turning into frustration. Where the hell is she?
I pull out my phone and dial Heaven's number, hoping she'll pick up and put an end to this confusion. But after several rings, it goes to voicemail, only adding to my frustration.
"Damn it." I mutter under my breath, trying to stay calm. "Where the hell could she have gone? And why isn't she answering her phone?"
I run a hand through my hair, trying to compose myself. I take a deep breath and try to think rationally. Maybe she just lost her phone battery, or she's busy somewhere.