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“It’s the only way to protect him.”
“Protect him! Have you lost your fucking mind? He’s the fucking head of the East Coast Bratva. He can protect himself. That man is going to fucking make the city bleed until he finds you. Trust me when I say you do not want him to find you. Just come back and I’ll help you figure something else out because this is suicide!”
“It’s too late. I’ve made my decision. Just file the paperwork as soon as you can. And Jackson...don’t disappoint me again.”
“Fuck,” he groaned. “I should have never left Alabama.”
“No, you shouldn’t have. Goodbye Jackson,” I said, before disconnecting the call before dialing another number. This was one call I prayed I would never have to make. But with Petrovitch searching for me, I had no choice.
“Mrs. Valentinetti. How may I help you?” the familiar stern voice said.
“Mr. Law, I am invoking the protection clause in my contract.”
“For how long?”
“Two weeks should be long enough. I’ve wired the funds into the agreed account.”
“I will see to everything, ma’am. Will that be all?”
“Promise me. I need to hear you say the words, Mr. Law.”
“On my honor, ma’am. Nothing will harm them.”
“Thank you,” I whispered, ending the call and placing my phone back in my bag. Laying my head back, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I’ve done everything I could to ensure his safety. It was out of my hands now.
“Illyria,” Maria whispered.
Opening my eyes, I looked up at my cousin.
“We should arrive in Ireland in five hours. Is there anything else you need me to do?”
“No Maria. Rest, because when we land, it’s time to start hunting.”
Chapter Seventeen
Maxim
“WHERE THE FUCK IS SHE?!”
It had been one week since Illyria vanished into thin air. Nobody knew where the fuck she was. Not even her family, who were out searching, digging, going over every place she could possibly be.
The last time I laid eyes on her was at the hospital where Montana tore into her and his mother after their involvement with Tessa’s capture. Though their hearts were in the right place, my friend was in no state of mind to listen to reason. When I left, it was to find my woman gone.
No one knew where she went.
When I returned to her penthouse at Davenport Tower, it was to find the place empty, as if she had never lived there at all. Even Mrs. Rushton, her trusted housekeeper, was gone. If it was just Illyria, I wouldn’t have been too concerned. Moya Lyubov was known to take off when the mood suited her, but she always returned.
However, knowing that Mrs. Ruston was gone, well, that didn’t bode well for anyone. Illyria never did anything without Mrs. Rushton. The woman had been with her since birth. Doted and loved on her like a second mother. There wasn’t a damn thing that Illyria didn’t confide in Mrs. Ruston about and with the woman gone too, that meant only one thing. That Illyria wasn’t coming back.
“Boss,” Rurik, one of my trusted guards, said. “We’ve looked everywhere. She’s not in the city.”
“She has to be somewhere!” I roared, slamming my hands down on my desk. I needed her found, and fast. I couldn’t protect her if I didn’t know where she was. Petrovitch was still in the city searching for her, too. If he found her before I did... I shivered at the thought.
No. I was going to find her and lock her ass down. I was tired of playing these petulant games of cat and mouse with her. It ended now. The sooner I found her, the faster I could come up with a plan to eviscerate the motherfucker who was causing so much trouble.
“Boss,” Nikandr said, walking into my office, dragging Jackson Deveroux behind him, before throwing him into a chair in front of my desk. The former lover and attorney looked scared. He should be. I was still considering putting a bullet in his brain for touching what belonged to me. He was only breathing at the moment becauseMoya Lyubovasked me not to hurt him. But my patience was wearing thin and without knowing where she was, I wasn’t above shedding some blood.
Even if it was his.
