AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Slider slipped around the side of the desk and flashed the woman his trademark smile. “Hi there, darling. I’m just gonna shuffle you to the side here for a minute.” He pulled on her chair and it slowly rolled away from the desk. She didn’t even fight it, her mouth just hung open as she watch Slider tap on the computer keys.
He scoffed and pushed the stunned girl back into her place behind the computer. “Penthouse, of course. Where else would he stay?”
I didn’t even pause, heading straight for the elevator. Blizzard, Wrench, Slider, Ham and Leo all climbed in beside me. It was a tight squeeze, almost fucking comical.
“Going up,” Slider announced, his smile wide but I could see the tension in my brother’s face. We were preparing ourselves for a fight. The elevator dinged and the doors opened, Leo pulled his gun from its holster inside his cut and leaned out the door.
“Two guards at the end of the hallway outside double doors. They’re lounging.” I nodded and my brothers all pulled out their pieces. Leo held up three fingers, then two, and one, and we all stepped out of the elevator together, a wall of force. It took a second for the two men to look up at us, both of them jumping back in surprise and their hands moving for the weapons that I could see tucked into their waistbands.
“Don’t fucking touch it,” Leo growled, he stepped forward in front of us. This was his job, he was the man who made sure situations were safe, that we were covered. I let him take the lead, knowing that his experience with this outweighed mine, and having complete faith that he’d know what the right approach was. The two men looked at each other before slowly raising their hands in the air.
“Open the doors,” I snapped as I got closer, my gun still raised and aimed directly at one of their heads. There was no wounding, there was only shoot to kill. These guys were ruthless, trained to do the exact same.
One reached into his pocket slowly and pulled a keycard. He swiped it through the door lock and when it beeped he also entered a code into the panel beside it. Obviously Anthony wasn’t as stupid as I thought when it came to security measures. I watched the numbers he placed in, burning them into the back of my mind for future reference.
The doors were pushed open and I motioned with my gun for them to walk through ahead of us. The large suite we walked into was open plan. There were several people in the space and it didn’t take me long to clock Anthony DePalma sitting at the sparkling dining table, a newspaper in his hands and reading glasses propped up on his nose.
“Honey, we’re home,” Slider yelled, the noise echoing in the vast open space.
There was suddenly a flurry of movement. Men yelling, the safety being clicked off guns. I watched Anthony’s face go from relaxed to infuriated in less than two seconds. He pushed his chair back and slowly rose to his feet. I wasn’t intimidated even as more of his men flooded the space. I would do anything to get Chelsea back and that included staring death in the eye and screaming fuck you. Which seemed now to be exactly what I was doing.
We stood inside the room at a complete standoff. Anthony and I glared at each other, waiting for the other to speak or make a move. Guns were drawn, the threat of violence filling the space quickly.
“I want her back,now,” I ordered, taking a step forward and drawing more than one gun to me as I moved closer to their boss.
“You do not come into my home and begin making orders,” Anthony said firmly.
I almost screamed. “But you can come tomyhome and takemywoman?!”
I saw the anger on his face waiver and turn to confusion. “I have done no such thing.”
“Bullshit,” I snapped, ripping my gun from the holster at my side and pointing it straight at him. “You’re the only asshole ballsy enough to drive up to my front gates for some little pow-wow and then drive off. Nobody else is stupid as fuck like you.”
He took a step forward. “Watch your mouth.”
“Oh wait, you couldn’t even come and do it yourself. You had to be backhanded and sneaky and send in a young girl to do your dirty work,” I ground out slowly, trying to keep my anger at bay.
“If you’d done your research properly you’d find I have one daughter, and I know exactly where she is and what she’s doing right now,” he sneered, walking closer but choosing to take a seat in an expensive looking armchair in the small living room area. It was meant to be an insult, telling me I wasn’t even worth standing to greet which I wasn’t polite. “So before you come in here, making accusations—”
“Then who the fuck is Rose?” Blizzard demanded, coming to stand next to me.
I caught the surprise on his face before he masked it. But it wasn’t just him. I recognized two of the other men in the room, they were his sons and their eyes were fixed on their father, full of curiosity and questions.
“Rosalie?” One of them asked, taking a step closer to their father.
“And who is Rosalie?” I growled, imitating the posh way his son had said her name.
He hit me with a sharp glare before finding his composure again.
“Rosalie is my niece.”
