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“No, I don’t plan on hanging around, once that fool gets here,” I told him.
I made my way into the heart of the club with the main lights on. It had been a while since I had been here, I guess since Daniella came into my life I had been occupied. I thought of her, loving when she performed a sexy dance for me, shaking that ass of hers and making my cock rock hard.
I moved over to a table, pulling out a chair and waiting impatiently for Ricco to show. I glanced around the club, thinking it really needs refurbishing, the carpet my feet stuck to it, I hadn’t noticed before. I would shut the club down and think about getting it refurnished.
I rose and made my way to the stage to have a look at the area, it again needed sprucing up. I hadn’t noticed how much I had neglected the club. I would come in via the back and go straight up to my office, but now…this place needed a new mark.
I rolled my tongue over my teeth, waiting, getting more impatient by the second. I checked the time on my Rolex, I had already been waiting twenty minutes.
“Anything?” I asked Drew stood on the front door.
“Nope, not a damn thing.”
I pulled out my phone and called Carlo.
“Any sighting of the asshole?”
“No boss, unless someone has got to him first in his convoy and killed the fucker,” he joked which would make my dream come true.
“I cannot wait here all night. I need to get back to Daniella, but I also need this man dead.”
“I totally agree boss, what do you want to do?”
“Wait a little longer, I fear what this bastard is up too,” I commanded him, even if something felt strange. Ricco, always turned up on time, it was his mark.
Walking back into the club to look at the bar and again, I felt this needed a classier look something upbeat.
“Boss,” I heard and looked right to see Carlo.
“What?”
He held his phone out to me. I cocked my head to the side slightly puzzled, Carlo stepped forward his face said a million things, horror, his hand was trembling.
Snatching the phone from him.
“Hello,” I said with the phone to my ear, dreading who I was about to hear, hoping it was Ricco, with some fucking explanation for his lateness,
“Mr Conti,” Ricco said self-satisfied.
“Where the fuck are you?” I jarred, not impressed as he was the one who made the call in the first place for this meeting.
“Tone Antonio, tone…I will confess you have a very pretty home and your girl, well, let’s just say this bed by your pool looks good enough to rape her on.”
Holding my breath, before the rage tore threw me. I threw the phone to the opposite side of the club and roared. My blood boiled. He had fucking decoyed me to get to my girl. I formed hard tight fists forcing them to go white, I was ready to rip his goddamn windpipe out and his heart with my cold-blooded hands.
Running around to the main door with Carlo right behind me.
“He’s at the fucking house and has my girl,” I roared. My entire world spun, as my heart collapsed into the pit of my stomach. Terror took over, increased strength as pain took over my chest and lungs.
“Holy fucking shit.”
I fisted a wall, burning my knuckle as my stomach somersaulted in pools of darkness. The rage inside my soul was unbearable. My heart skipped beats as blood pumped furiously through my body, pumping adrenaline. I should have seen this coming. I should have known the bastard was setting me up. Why the hell didn’t I see it coming? I raged in painful breaths.
Inside the car. “Step on it,” I told the driver. He drove fast back to my house, our house. I had to stop that monster from touching my girl, I had to stop any harm coming to her. My life wouldn’t be worth living if anything happened to her. If she was hurt in the slightest, I would take Ricco out followed by myself for allowing this to happen.
I yelled at the driver to floor the car, overtake, get me home faster and didn’t care for speed or causing accidents, all I cared about was my girl and then there was the fact of, how the hell did he get in? I would be having words if anyone was left alive. Anxious I was shifting my weight all over the car not caring for anything when I glanced back to see several others following, no doubt causing a stir in the streets, did I care, no frigging way.
All I could picture was my princess looking terrified, scared of what that monster would do to her. I swear if his dick touched her, I would personally cut the damn thing off and force him to eat it. There was no way he would get away with any of this without me backlashing and causing him more pain… Then what if he had already killed her? My entire body froze…he wouldn’t do that. He would use her as a weapon, to get to me. He would be the monster that he was and do whatever means to get to what hurts me…and she was it.
