Lorcan sighed in disbelief. "I am coming to Spain. And then we’ll think of something. Don’t do anything irrational-“
"I’ll fucking destroy them!" Kaelith roared, his voice filled with anger and determination.
“Think with your head, you damn bastard! If you do something that’ll piss him off, Amara will be in danger,” Lorcan warned, his tone urgent.
Kaelith clenched his jaw, his frustration palpable.“Leak the files,” he demanded, his voice tense with resolve.
Lorcanstilled,hiseyeswideninginsurprise.“What? ”heexclaimed,takenabackbythe unexpected request.
“Abigail is Francis’s son,” Kaelith revealed. Lorcan snapped.“What the fuck?!”
“Bastard son, and Hilary’s brother.” Kaelith commanded.“I’ll destroy Hilary Donovon by the time first ray of sun hit the ground, and then it’ll be her brother,”
Lorcan nodded.“So the files include-“
Kaelithtookadeepbreath,hisexpressiondetermined.“Oriongavemethefile.Alltheillegal businesses done by him and his father under pseudonyms are there. If we leak it, the police will come after them. That'd make my work easier. He'll try to make a move, and I'll catch him.”
Lorcan sighed, understanding the plan despite his initial shock.
“Alright,” he reluctantly agreed, knowing the risks but also recognizing the necessity of taking action.
CHAPTER 77
"YOU PROMISED SHE'D BE SAFE! YOU FUCKING PROMISED!" Rafael bombarded in Kaelith’s office unannounced.
Kaelith’s jaw ticked a subtle frown of annoyance on his handsome face.
"And she will be," Kaelith said nonchalantly ignoring him.
Kaelith didn’t pay him any attention, all his focus was on his computer screen where he was looking at the files on Francis. If these filed were to be released in public, Donovon's reputation would be in ashes in less than an hour.
"HOW?! YOU LET THOSE FUCKERS TAKE HER!" Rafael slammed his fists on the table as Kaelith glared at him. Rafael looked dead in his brother’s eyes, his orbs dilating as his teeth clenched. "You said you won't let anyone touch her again!"
Kaelith tilted his head, remembering he also sent the video footage to Rafael a day ago, which explained why he was in Spain. The videotape. Ever since Kaelith had seen that, he hadn't beenable to sleep. The pain and humiliation his little doll went through was bone-chilling. It took every ounce in him to not do something irrational. Lorcan reminded him he needed to pluck the problem from the roots not just the stem. So, Kaelith waited. It was hard to have patience when he didn't have her by his side.
He missed her. Immensely. Drowning himself in alcohol at night and barking in the day like a mad dog. Slowly, the patience seemed to slip through his fingers. Anger, disappointment, fear... all coiled in one rope that was wrapped around his neck, choking him.
Taking a deep breath, Kaelith maintained an unwavering and stoic demeanor, masking any hint of emotion from his expressions. His face remained a blank canvas, revealing nothing of histhoughts or feelings. It was as if he had mastered the art of controlling his facial muscles to an expertlevel,ensuringhistrueemotionsremainedhiddenbeneathacomposedexterior.This calm and composed facade let those around him question what lay behind his impassive visage, eager to unravel the mystery that shrouded his true thoughts and intentions.
Whether in times of joy, sorrow, or anger, he preferred to be calm and in control.
Three days. Three fucking days and Kaelith had no idea where she was. He had done everything he could to track Abigail down, yet there was no progress. Even though there were some leads, they all led nowhere. Kaelith never felt so helpless in his life. His chest was heavy but the emotions swirling inside him were more turbulent.
The trap was made, now he was waiting for Abigail to step on it.
"Don't tell me you never cared for her, you fuckinglied—" Kaelith’s eyes narrowed shutting Rafael. He leaned forward, his pupils dilating.
"I am everything but a man who goes back on his words." He muttered deadly as his fists clenched tightly. Amara. She was the only woman who had managed to have his emotions, and undoubtedly the only woman who would ever hold such a special place in his life. From the very moment theycrossed paths, an unbreakable bond was formed, one that felt destined and everlasting.
The mere thought of a world without her presence seemed unfathomable, for she had become his anchor—his home.
No other woman held the power to elicit such intense emotions within him, igniting a fire that burned with an unquenchable passion.
She remained and would forever remain the woman who held the key to his heart, the one who would forever be the pinnacle of his affections, the embodiment of love and devotion that knew no bounds. For her, he was ready to do everything. Even sin.
Rafael pulled himself away from the table and let out a mocking scoff running his hand through his hair as he threw an accusing glance at Kaelith.
"Man of words? Right now you're just a pathetic man whocan’teven read the situation." He seethed. "She is kidnapped, and God knows what he might do to her."
