It’s been three days since Luca went back home, as much as he wanted to see her face and feel her skin beneath his palm.
Touch and knew she was real, that would be when she was asleep and he didn’t want a sleeping princess.
He was no prince and didn’t want to be one.
He rubbed his hand down from his hair to his face and took a gulp from the drink in his hand.
This was depressing, he knew, pining over a woman that saw him as nothing but a murderer.
There was no way he could convince her otherwise from what she had seen the day her father died not like it was a lie but there was more to it.
He groaned and pressed his forehead with his fingers.
Headache.
She was giving him a non-stop headache and he didn’t know how to relieve it.
He stood up from his chair, ready to go back to his room.
He had a room here inside his office for meetings that ran into the night and locations that were too far off from his house and this place was closer.
Picking up the decanter not bothering with the crystal glass from the counter top across the way, he left for his room.
Inside the room, he locked the door behind him and threw himself on the bed going to sleep.
Late into the night, the shrill sound of his ringtone reverberated through the walls of his office and into his room.
The walls of his office were soundproof but not through the door to his room.
“Uhh” he groaned, trying to stand up.
He pushed himself to his elbows, taking his face into hands.
What was he doing with himself because of a woman?
She didn’t want him.
End of discussion.
There were many things he was supposed to be doing with his time now they were in a dire situation.
To be alert at all times and not drink about a woman and doze off.
He lifted himself from the bed, the lights were off, he didn’t remember when he switched them off and “damn it” he unconsciously kicked his leg on the decanter and it shot across the room maybe broken with the shattering sound after.
Luca found his way to the door and switched on the lights illuminating the room.
Everything was good and not out of place so what was the noise if not his alarm?
He went to his desk to check the time on his phone since he could still see lights coming from downstairs in his club.
People were still partying.
His club was still on.
So what then.
He switched on his phone to messages and calls from his security team at home.
But two words caught his eyes out of all the similar messages Sophia and missing.
He pulled his head security contact and called him but the call went to voicemail.
He bit into his hand trying not to throw his phone against the wall and pulled his second in command contact to call him, thankfully, it went through and he answered.
“Yes boss, miss—”
“Where is she?”
“Boss. We were—”
“You know you all are fucking going to lose your job right? Explain”
Luca exhaled, trying to think first before acting out. New chapters come out on g.com first.
He didn’t want to be impulsive in his actions and tried thinking where she might’ve gone or escaped to.
Everywhere was tight around his building, impenetrable.
How then did she disappear under the noses of both his soldiers and his security team.
He needed to call Angelo but first…
“Boss? Are you there?” He heard his security second-in-command voice and knew he had gone out of his head again.
“You were saying?” Not like he ever heard anything from the start.
“She is within the property, boss. The CCTV cameras showed her and Emma leaving for the garden and then the maze. Seems she’s inside which was the same thing Emma reported to us”
“What the fuck is she doing inside the maze? I warned her to not go anywhere close to that thing” Jesus.
Luca hurriedly stood up from the desk he’d been leaning on to his feet and then the door.
The maze was like every other banned place he’s prohibited her from going, it was a dangerous place that only he, his soldiers and security venture into.
No one was allowed there due to the high level hazard.
Bursting out the door to the hallway and then down the stairs, his eyes roved around the vicinity searching for his consigliere.
He wasn’t going to be available tonight.
He checked the time and it was two twenty seven.
Not too late.
With that he left the building, made a note to phone his consigliere later but first he needed to handle a situation or more likely woman.