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A Hunt For His Queen Goodbye, Mr. De Sylvano
My stance tensed as I stared at the fading figure. The woman I haven't seen for more than six years. A woman who unfortunately gave birth to me. And made my life a living hell. My fists clenched as my heart rate increased, with the rage humming through my veins. My skin burned at her mere sight. 'Pathetic!' 'You're good for nothing! Bad luck follows wherever you go!' 'I curse the day you were born! You're a fucking burden and nothing else!' Words echoed in my mind like a broken recorder, cutting me like sharp pieces of glass. A past, a woman I never wanted to face till my last breath. What the hell was she doing here? In Syl's office? My hands shook at my sides. You better didn't do anything this time, Syl. Something that will ruin everything that's left. Clutching my purse tight in my hand, I stormed inside his office. With his back facing me, he was leaning forward with his hands set on the desk. His shoulders tensed as soon as I entered. But he stayed quiet. Nor di
A Hunt For His Queen Heartbroken
The thunder cracked outside in the stormy night as I hid under the wooden old staircase. Soaked in my own sweat, with my heart pounding in my chest, I kept my hand over my mouth not to make a sound. Just a dimmed light in the small living room provided some light in the dark house. The creak of the staircase made my heart jolt. "I know you're here, beautiful. Come on, don't hide from uncle Mathew. Your mommy is not here, you don't need to be afraid."A drop of perspiration rolled down my nape as tears fell from my eyes. Another thunder cracked, causing me to flinch back against the wall. A silent cry escaped my mouth. This was the first time I prayed with all my being for Theresa to come back home. As bad as she was, at least this man wouldn't be able to touch me in her presence. "Come on, beautiful. My little flower, come out. Uncle Mathew won't hurt you, I promise. Now stop this hide and seek game," he drawled. I could see his shadow moving into the living room. Hugging my legs
A Hunt For His Queen The king of the city
I froze, my hold tightened on Mrs. Harrison's hand. The air around us changed. Every pair of eyes set over my shoulder. But I didn't dare to turn around. While my heart pounded, several gasps of recognition echoed around the place. Women stared and men were shocked seeing the so-called king of the city before them. After a couple of powerful footsteps reached my ears, intoxicating masculine crisp cologne tingled my nostrils. I could feel his heat right behind me as I took a shaky breath. My heart raced. What was he doing here? "Not only her. We, have some words of gratitude for him." Deep voice spoke from behind me. We?As stupid as it was, my waist tingled at the thought that anytime his hands could land there and squeeze. As he always did. But that didn't happen. Not to forget the urge I had to walk away and not face him after I revealed my secret before him. A sense of shame and insecurity worked through me, the feeling I had hated to feel even to myself in my whole life. M
A Hunt For His Queen No one touches my Sandra
Pushing the door open, I walked down the dark corridor. Ron, Oliver and others ran behind me. "Did you find Robert yet?" After a moment, Ron replied, "Not yet. He was last seen in the outskirts of LA." My fist curled. "You have two days, Ron. Either present him to me alive, or you be ready to die in my hands." Silence. He was using his link ups with some powerful entities here and there to hide from me. Being an ex-mayor of the city was saving his life. But not for long. Once we reached the old door made of iron, at my tilt of head, Ron rushed to open the lock. As he pushed the door open, my jaw clenched, nails dug in my palms. With a bloodthirst raging inside me, I loosened my collar. My blood flamed with fire. Walking inside, my eyes fell on the bastard tied into a wooden chair in the center of the shadowed room. But the blood soaking his shirt and head, his fresh bruises didn't hide from my eyes. A volcano of rage slithered to my head, my hands itched to tear him from l
A Hunt For His Queen The rumor of his marriage?
As soon as I stepped out of the car, flashes of cameras blinded my vision. Questions were thrown in my way. But some guards were quick to shield me from the hungry paparazzi. Ron's men. Yes, they were still on my tail all the time. "Ms. Brooks, there is a rumor that you're dating Mr. De Sylvano. Is that true?" "What's your upcoming project? Are you going to work with any other company other than Rossa?"Avoiding the arrows of the media, I hurried inside the venue, where the lavish party was held. I had no idea how they got to know about me and Syl. Once inside, I took a deep breath. My grip on my purse tightened. He will be here tonight. The mere thought of seeing him increased my heart rate. But I had to meet him, to get the answers. Why he attended the funeral and said those things before the world and then left without saying a word. One last conversation. A conversation that can either bring us together or ruin everything to ashes. Walking through the entrance of the grand
A Hunt For His Queen You're my obsession
Slamming the door shut, I threw my purse across the room. Then went my heels and earrings. Tears of rage streamed down my cheeks as I slumped beside the old leather couch, on the ground. The flashes of the necklace adoring her neck made my blood boil and heart clench with pain. He gave her MY necklace! Mine! I thought he gave his mother's necklace to me as his sign of love. But the moment I put it off, he gave it to her? How could he do that? How…My eyes closed at the squeeze in my chest. If there wasn't anything going on between them, then what was that necklace doing around her neck? Nobody was allowed to go into his bedroom or office let alone taking his family heirloom without him noticing.A knock on the door made my eyes snap to it. "Cuore mio?" His soft yet deep voice flew in through the closed door. "Baby, open the door. Are you alright? I thought we would talk. Why did you leave all of a sudden? What happened?"My fists clenched. The endearment from his mouth only boil
A Hunt For His Queen Don't leave...
The moment the car screeched to a halt, I turned to Ron. "Are you sure he is here?"After an hour of Ron's investigation and collecting information from his men, we were in front of a tall skyscraper in the south part of the city. He couldn't track Syl's phone because that man's phone couldn't be traced! How would his men trace him if he fell into some kind of danger?Ron nodded. "Yes. I…asked some of my men to keep an eye on him sometimes when he goes somewhere without guards. Don't tell him that. Thankfully they came in handy tonight. He is here. On the top floor.""I won't." I was actually thankful that he kept men keeping an eye on his boss who considered himself a superman. "Why did he come here anyway? Anything special about this place?"He looked outside, up at the building. "The De Sylvano family moved into this penthouse when they first arrived in the states. After some years, they moved to the De Sylvano mansion. He usually leaves the city or country when this date arrives,
A Hunt For His Queen Not his girlfriend?
Tasting the chicken soup to check if the salt was fine, I turned off the stove and poured some in a bowl. Taking a plate, I placed a grilled cheese sandwich, a glass of orange juice and the bowl of soup on it. A sigh left me. He didn't provide his stomach with even a drop of food the whole day, let alone taking any medicine. Thankfully Ron was there and he got me the ingredients I ordered to make a healthy dinner for that crazy man. Walking inside the master bedroom Ron helped me place him in, my eyes fell on him. His wide sculpted chest rose and fell with every steady breath he took. He hadn't opened his eyes after the last time he asked me to stay with him. My heart constricted seeing this always strong man in this state. But thankfully his temperature had come down, letting him sleep peacefully. Though I didn't stop changing the washcloth on his forehead from time to time to damp it in the cold water. Placing the plate on the bedside table, I checked his temperature again. Th
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