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Nero~
It was past midnight, and I was sitting in Kasen’s condo, more fucking furious than I could ever remember feeling in my entire fucking life. If she were missing, I’d befeeling concerned, not angry as fuck. However, she wasn’t missing. Kasen had intentionally slipped away from Silvio, and I had no doubt that she was hiding out somewhere, only I had no fucking idea where she could be hiding.
When I’d left the club, Aurelio had stayed behind to clean up the mess, and I had immediately driven to Kasen’s condo. With her car in its designated parking spot, I’d been hopeful. Even though she’d been escorted to the club by Silvio, I didn’t see Kasen as the type of woman to pay for rides all over the city when she had her own vehicle.
However, when she hadn’t answered the door after fifteen minutes of knocking and threatening to break the door down, I had picked the lock, because all of us had our own talents. After searching every fucking room to find that she really hadn’t been home, I’d gone to her parents’ house, ready to start a war if they didn’t produce my wife. Nevertheless, with the permission to search the entire grounds, it’d been obvious that Kasen hadn’t run to her parents for help. Needless to say, Renzo hadn’t been happy to hear that his daughter had run off, but in our world, I had final say over Kasen now, something that he’d had no choice but to reluctantly acknowledge.
At any rate, when I’d left herparents’ house emptyhanded, that’s when I’d really begun to see the world through a haze of red. I had stalked Kasen long enough to know that she didn’t have any real friends, so I couldn’t think of anyone that she would have gone to for help. Plus, even if she did have a close friend or two, Kasen had a conscience; I couldn’t see her leading the Mafia to their doorstep.
I’d also had to call Morocco Carrisi,our top computer hacker, to find out if Kasen had checked into any hotels. When he couldn’t find her registered anywhere, I’d had him try to locate her by using her phone, but with the device off, it’d been no use, and I’d just gotten more pissed. However, I’d really been about to lose it when Marco had called me, asking me how in the fuck I could have lost my wife on our wedding night. No doubt Elio had gone crying to him, hoping for protection, but I was past all that. My brother was a spoiled shit, and that wasn’t going to change as long as Marco still had a say in things.
So, after telling Marco everything that had happened, I had finished our conversation with a warning about his youngest son. Marco had allowed Clarissa to raise Elio to be an entitled asshole, and I’d been quick to remind Marco of who was going to take over once he was done. While my father didn’t like being threatened, he was also used to living a certain lifestyle, and it was one that Elio would never be able to keep up for him if the worst were to happen to me.
After that fucked-up conversation, I’d gone to her work, but with the building as dark as it’d been, I’d had no choice but to return to her condo and wait it out. Had it been a weekday, then she would have been home already, knowing that she had to work in the morning. However, since it was only Saturday, she had all of Sunday where she could remain missing.
Unfortunately for Kasen, the wait at her condo had given me plenty of time to go through her shit, looking for anything that might help me locate her. I had sifted through every drawer, cupboard, and closet in the house. I had even picked the lock to her office, going through that fucking room with a fine-tooth comb. While I hadn’t invaded the privacy of her clients, I’d gone through everything that had looked personal, and I’d found nothing because all the woman did was fucking work.
Now, while her bedroom had some personal touches, the rest of her condo was decorated like it’d been staged for a showing, which worked out just fine for me. The less that she was attached to, the less that we’d have to move into my house. It was going to be easy to leave everything behind, and I could see us only having to move her bedroom. Though her bed could stay, everything and anything that was personal to her resided in that room.
Luckily for me, to help kill time, I’d been able to get Morocco to hack into her laptop, and I’d gone through that, too. While I’d also done the courtesy of leaving her work files alone, I had gone through everything else. Yeah, all of it had been an incredible invasion of privacy, but I didn’t feel bad about it. If she hadn’t defied me, then her shit would have gone untouched.
Not all wasted time, I’d found out what kind of music she liked, what movies she preferred, and stuff like that. I’d also been fortunate to find out what kind of porn she watched, and it’d been a pleasant surprise to find out that my wife wasn’t a prude. While she’d been good about clearing her search history, Morocco had taught me a thing or two over the years, and from the sites that I had visited, it appeared as if Kasen liked to be manhandledanddidn’t object to anal sex.
Once thesearch of her condo hadn’t given me any clues as to where she could be, I’d made myself comfortable on her couch, turning on the television and killing time until I could figure out what to do.
That’d been two hours ago.
When my phone rang, I muted the television, not really interested in what was on anyway, then answered when I saw Aurelio’s name flashing across the screen.
“Did you find her?”
“No,” he answered, no nonsense. “We’ve looked everywhere.”
“And Silvio?”
“He’s in Alaska,” he answered. “Elio’s also going off about how you’re killing off all his men.”
“He should be more concerned with himself than his soldiers,” I replied. “If anything happens to my wife, even Marco won’t be able to save Elio.”
“The good news is that no one outside the family knowsthat you married her yet,” he pointed out. “She’s safe as long as no one knows who she is now and that she’s unprotected.”
That didn’t make me feel any better. “Where in the fuck can she be?”
“We can try breaking into the Milton offices,” he suggested. “They’ve got a security system, but I’m sure that it’s not anything that Morocco can’t handle.”
“Or she could be on a plane to Australia,” I huffed, not finding this shit funny at all.
“What doyou want to do, Nero?”
“Have Morocco hack into the security system at Milton,” I told him. “Have him review all footage from tonight to see if she’s in the building.”
“Sure thing.”
After hanging up, it made sense that she’d be hiding out there if anywhere. She’d feel safe knowing that they had a security system, and since she was a workaholic, she could actually kill two birds with one stone. When I had invaded her privacy, I’d see that she had court next week, so why not use this time to get better prepared?
An hour later, my phone was ringing, and it was Morocco. I could feel my heart skip a beat because there’d only be one reason why he’d be calling me. If he hadn’t found something, then it’d be Aurelio calling me back with the news.
“What do you have?” I asked in lieu of a greeting.
