Page 89 of Unlock My Heart

“How exciting,” she drawls.

“And I told everyone to fuck off, and I left to find you.”

Fabien

Twenty-one-years-old

“Thank you, Vitto, for the southern hospitality,” the boss of Baltimore tells my old man, who’s been rolled to the sitting room in a wheelchair.

“Of course. Are we ready to do the honors?” Vitto flips through the contract to the signature page.

I rise. “No.”

“No?” Vitto’s voice is balanced on a knife’s blade.

“What I said.” I turn my attention to our guest. “You want an alliance with me when I’m boss, we can talk. But I’m not going to be forced into anything, including marriage.”

He bristles. “And what is wrong with my daughter?”

“Nothing. She’s just not the woman I love.”

Vitto’s eyes have narrowed to slits as I hustle out of the room.

I’m behind the wheel and on the phone with Nic. “Tell me you’ve found her.”

“We’re still looking.”

I growl, ending the call and getting Detective Pierre on the line. After catching him up to speed, I implore, “Help me find her.”

“Fabien, I can put out a BOLO, but have you checked the hotel security footage?”

Tires squeal as I make a U-turn in the intersection, getting a few honks and middle fingers as I speed to the hotel.

Sprinting to the lounge’s private area, I fling open the door to Michele’s office. He’s seated behind his desk, receiving a sloppy blowjob by one of the working girls. “Fabien.” He shoos the girl off of him, fumbling with his cock. “This is on her downtime, I swear⁠—”

“Get out,” I order the girl, and she rises from her knees and scurries away. My gaze levels on Michele. “Pull up the security feed from Friday night.”

“Have to get Jade on that; I don’t know how to work the thing,” he admits, buckling his belt.

“Then go fucking get her,” I say, my patience running thin.

Michele looks like he wants to pop off, but he thinks better of it, strolling out.

A moment later, Jade enters the office. “Mr. Calvani. What camera and timestamp do you need?”

“The footage of Sienna leaving the hotel on Friday night. Let’s start with the alley camera around nine o’clock, and work our way back.”

Jade gets the video feed up and running, and after a few minutes of watching an empty alleyway, Sienna comes bounding around the corner on foot. She doubles over to catch her breath as Ringer appears from inside the lounge.

That lying motherfucker.

After an exchange Sienna didn’t like based on her facial expression, she disappears inside.

Ringer smiles as he finishes his smoke, flicking the butt onto the ground before slinking behind the dumpster.

My heart pounds in my ears.

The door bursts open, and Sienna is shoved into the alley by mama’s security detail.