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He shook with terror.
“You’ve got to see this, man.”
I craned my neck to where Maxim was standing by the door, holding an iPad. “What the hell is that?”
“CCTV footage of your wife sneaking out,” he answered. He walked the iPad to me, and I dragged it from him.
My jaw slackened as I watched the footage of Giselle blinking up at the camera before she sneaked away.
Anger spiraled from the pit of my stomach, and I snorted.
“Looks like she left on her own.” Vlad reached for the iPad. “She deceived you into trusting her, and then she left you.”
I staggered backward and slammed my back against the wall. Vlad was right, Giselle wasn’t kidnapped. The Italians didn’t come in here and drag her away against her will.
She’d deceived me into trusting her, then she’d escaped without looking back the moment she could.
My chest constricted from the pain and my muscles weakened from the betrayal. Giselle never cared for me. She never loved me. I’d been a fool.
“What’s your plan now?” Vlad asked quietly.
I shot up from the wall and looked at my brother. “We find her, and we bring her back.”
She was mistaken if she thought she could run from me. She was mine.Mine.
“The Italians are on the loose and Angelo knows she’s his sister. We have to find her before they do.”
“Right. Call Sergey and brief him on the situation,” I ordered Vlad, then I pointed at each of my bodyguards. “Get your guns and the other boys ready. We’re going to bring my wife back home.”
Three of them nodded and dispersed. Vlad and I stormed out of the hallway after them and scurried to a storage room hidden away in my closet. We grabbed extra guns and bullets that we fixed in our pockets and upholsters.
When we finished and headed downstairs, Arina was at the end of the staircase with another maid. Her bushy eyebrows knitted together with worry.
“What is it?” I asked. I didn’t have time for bullshit right now. Not when my wife and unborn child were out there, exposed to an attack from the Italians. That animal, Angelo wouldn’t go easy on Giselle just because she was his half-sister.
She stretched her hand to me and I noticed a small piece of paper wedged between her fingers. “I don’t think she left because she wanted to.”
I took the paper from her and unfolded it, then I read the apology Giselle had written on it. Below the apology was the address of Pietro Manor. Did she escape just so she could meet her long-lost brother? How did she find out about him? And did she think he could protect her from me?
Nobody could protect her from me.
“She took the maid’s phone, wrote down an apology and an address,” Arina explained. “Do you think she would have done that if she meant to betray you?”
My head fizzled. It was hard to think past my anger and fear.
“Do you know the number offhand?” Vlad asked the maid and she nodded. He slid his phone from his pocket. The maid called out the number to him, he placed a call across to it and put the phone on speaker.
The line bleeped and seconds passed before someone finally answered. “If it isn’t Vlad Vadim himself,” Angelo snarled. “Where is your brother? I suppose he’s standing beside you, wondering what I’ve done to his wife and unborn child.”
Air drained from my lungs. I grabbed the phone from Vlad and yelled into it. “Where’s Giselle?”
“Hey there, brother-in-law,” Angelo said with an unhinged voice. “Easy. I wouldn’t hurt my own sister, you know?”
Bastard!
“I’ll kill you if you hurt her.”
He snorted. “You’re too proud for a man who the life of his wife and unborn child depends on me.” He laughed again. “Bring her to me.”
