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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
A Hunt For His Queen He was my home
Did he torture her too along with Mathew? At that moment, except for the shock, I didn't feel anything. No sympathy, guilt or satisfaction. She was the worst mother anyone could have. A person like her should be thrown in the deepest corner of hell. But yet…I didn't want her dead. Nor that I would care if she died. But I wouldn't want it because of me. Even if she had accused me of seducing Mathew after I told her everything. For her, it was I who was at fault and not Matthew. My teeth gritted. I should have felt some anger that Syl killed Mathew and maybe those two other boyfriends of Theresa's who were no better than the first; I didn't even know how he found them, it was difficult to believe he killed them. But I didn't feel anything. Because for me, they deserved to die. I would have killed them myself if I could. But Theresa, unfortunately, that woman gave birth to me. She kept me alive until I was able to take care of myself. And just for that reason, I didn't want Syl to fi
A Hunt For His Queen Roxanne Blackwood again?
When the car screeched to a halt, the vast iron gate outside caught my eye. It stood with its mighty height, holding the people who were gone behind its wings. Eerie silence echoed throughout the area. I turned to Syl. He sat beside me with my hand in his firm grip. With tense shoulders, his cold blue orbs were set in the distance. I squeezed his hand. Closing his eyes, he let out a sigh. Without saying a word, he got out of the car and I followed. Securing my hand in his big one, he then guided me through the iron gate. The graveyard where the late De Sylvanos were laid. With every step, his stance grew rigid. The separation from his family had affected him more than he showed the world. Once we were before a grave with white tombstone, he stopped. Two more lay beside it. His grip on my hand tightened. 'Rosalin Mary De Sylvano.A woman with a kind heart and beautiful soul.June 1977September 2013'His mother's grave. Situated beside, were Josef De Sylvano and Enrique De Sylvan
A Hunt For His Queen Running from your doom, Miss. Brooks?
"What a woman you are? Still having the picture of your late boyfriend on your phone's display and claiming to have feelings for his twin brother?" Every pore of my skin burned with irritation and rage. "Have some shame, Roxanne, will you? He has clearly expressed his disinterest but here you are again, begging for his attention!"At my hiss, she gaped at me in horror. So did Diana. Her face was red with rage. "How dare you talk to her like that?" Her Highness raised her voice. "Watch your tone!" Syl snapped, making each of us flinch. His eyes pinned both of them under his hard gaze. "Be respectful to my Sandra or I won't hesitate to throw you out! Anyone who is unable to respect my queen won't get my respect either. Be it my own grandmother."While Diana went silent with her twisting features, he turned to Roxanne. "The feelings you have are for Enrique, not for me. You're just looking for him in me, that's it. And I was never comfortable with anyone, especially outsiders. You wer
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A Hunt For His Queen Epilogue - part two
I took a deep breath before opening my eyes. Butterflies stormed in my stomach furiously while my heart raced down my chest. The music from the church and the chatters of people flowing to my ears made my palms clammy. "Are you nervous, Cassie?" Em asked. While my other best friend smirked at me. "I thought you were the most excited bride of the century. But it seems like, you're just like an ordinary girl like us too, soft and emotional." "Shut up, Beth!" I shot her a glare. "I'm not nervous!" I denied. Liar! Syl suggested we hold our wedding after the delivery, but I couldn't wait. I already waited for months before finally convincing Syl that I was healthy enough to go through all the arrangements. Growing up, I never believed in love and marriages. But now, after having him in my life, I didn't want anything else more than I wanted to marry that brute of mine. Somehow…it became my dream. To have him as my husband and tie us together for the rest of our lives. But now that t
A Hunt For His Queen Epilogue - part one
My intense glare didn't bring any changes to the man's stoic features at all. I tried with my puppy eyes earlier, but I failed. Now my glare was in vain too. The loud music blasted across the nightclub, colorful lights moved around. The beat compelled into moving the body. But there was no smell of sweat, perfume and alcohol like a typical nightclub should.Why? Because there was not a single person in this whole place other than the bartenders, the bodyguards outside and my freaking Italian royal prince, who stood before me! After being away from parties and drinks, being seven months pregnant, I had an intense craving to go and enjoy the night in a nightclub. But this brute wouldn't allow it! I knew alcohol wasn't good for pregnancy, but a few sips wouldn't hurt! My hormones wanted it. I knew how to avoid being careless. And he complied to my eager request, only to vacant an entire nightclub and remove all the alcohol from the place. Only music and juices were available. "How da
A Hunt For His Queen I love you...
His grip on my waist tightened. I felt him taking a deep breath against my neck, his entire form was tense. "Those guards you saw weren't our men, they were his. As we shifted to the villa, De Sylvano Mansion wasn't guarded by many guards. So it was easy for him to take them down and replace his men. And he did all of that the moment you sent me the message." The message? I remembered Vincenzo mentioning it. He had hacked my mobile and somehow stopped my communication with everyone. If not for Ron and the guards following me, they wouldn't have known where I was heading to. A chill ran down my spine thinking what could have happened if Syl hadn't arrived there on time. "That bastard had his men set among the guests in the wedding," Syl continued. "He was planning to attack while distracting us with his fake location. He knew I would send Ron and some of my men there to grab him and it would make it easier for him to attack. But when…" Dark icy blue eyes met mine. "When I left
A Hunt For His Queen Dead?
Blinding flashes sparked from down the stage from the darkness. Cheers and whistles made the night awake while the slow music urged me to move further. The spotlight moved with me as I walked down the ramp with the red princess gown flowing around me, my hair swayed gently with the whoosh of air. I walked with utmost confidence and a bright smile, while my heart palpitated at the dark gaze that devoured me from somewhere in the audience. Goosebumps spread across my skin with a pair of flaming eyes set on me like a predator. And then I found myself falling from the stage and wrapped into a pair of strong arms. Intoxicating masculine crisp cologne surrounded my senses. Dark icy blue eyes stared down at my amber ones with a look that made my heart skip. Suddenly I found myself in a nightclub, pressed against the wall by a furious Italian billionaire. His lips were inches away from me. "A kiss?" I heard myself whispering. The location again changed and I stood in the middle of a hall
A Hunt For His Queen Letting her go...
Blood ran cold in my veins. With a drop of tear rolling down my cheek, I stood there frozen. My heart slowed down for a moment before it started pounding against my ribcage. My hands shook at my sides realizing who was standing before me. Vincenzo Zolvesky.The man I was running from was waiting in my own house. My legs stumbled back, the cold doors hit my back, leaving me no escape. "You…" Words stuck in my throat. "W-what are you doing here? How dare you come to our house!" The side of his lips tugged upwards into a smirk. "Is that how you greet your guests, Miss. Brooks? Or should I say…Mrs. De Sylvano? That's the title Duncan De Sylvano used in that hospital after all." Something dropped inside me. H-how did he know what happened in the hospital? Did he…have someone to keep an eye on us? They were following us from the hospital? That's how they knew we went to the wedding. It explained why his men roamed among the guests hiding their identities. They were waiting for the ri
A Hunt For His Queen A trap of the enemy
Turning around swiftly, we found the two men who passed us earlier standing behind us, along with the tall man in the middle. Their guns were pointed at us. And the eyes of the tall man were set on me. A cold smirk tugged at his lips. My heart stopped. They were here for…me?Vincenzo's men. A panic started to rise inside me. My heart started racing. I thought they were guests…That meant…they were waiting for the right moment to attack, hiding themselves among the guests. How did they know we were going to attend the wedding? "Give her to us and we will let you go. Don't make it hard," said the tall man in a calm tone. "Step away or the consequences will be bloody," Ron hissed, one of his arms shielding me. "Carter! Call for backup!" he shouted to one of the guards. But before Carter could take his phone out, one of the men beside the tall one tackled him on the ground. And instantly, Ron shot him on the shoulder. A muffled scream left me as they advanced Ron. Gunshots star
A Hunt For His Queen Vincenzo's location?
Now? What happened all of a sudden?Ron suddenly rushed inside the church, nodding at Syl. His stance was tense, the guards behind him stood stiff. My heart started to race. Gripping my hand in his firmly, Syl took me away from the bride and groom. They gave us concerned looks but couldn't ask anything as guests surrounded them to congratulate the newly wedded couple. The stormy rage across Syl's features scared me more. "Syl, what happened? Why are we leaving so soon?" Before I could get an answer, Ron interrupted us. With his face hardened with determination and urgency, he had a grip on his gun. "Boss, my men just confirmed it. Vincenzo is there. They got together in that old motel for some meeting." My eyes widened. Vincenzo? They found his location? Syl's lips curled into a sneer. "It shall be the last meeting of his life. Did you instruct our men to take their positions?" Ron nodded. "Yes. As soon as they confirmed Vincenzo's presence there, they took action. They spr
A Hunt For His Queen A wedding or a disaster?
My heart stopped. I was…pregnant?A slight panic rolled in my stomach. I knew these pills weren't safe enough! My fear turned out to be true!W-what should I do now? I wasn't ready to be a mother. I didn't know if I could take the responsibility. What if I couldn't be a good mother…"Hey! It's fine!" Em grasped my hand. "Don't be nervous. Calm down and think about it. It's not as horrifying as you think it is. Plus, you will have to tell Duncan about it too." I licked my dry lips. "I…I don't know, Em. I…" "It's alright. I know it's overwhelming, but trust me, being a mother is the most beautiful feeling in this world," she said softly. "We're here for you, especially Duncan. You don't need to worry as long as he is with you." She hesitated before continuing. "But if you have other plans, then he will understand, I'm sure." A shaky sigh left me. Syl's words from the morning echoed in my mind. I knew he would be there with me no matter what. But I didn't know what decision I needed
A Hunt For His Queen Pregnant?
Morning arrived and I couldn't be more anxious and excited at the same time. I had stayed in our room the entire night talking to Beth and Em on video call, planning things for the wedding. Only at two in the morning did they say goodbye and left to rest. And my Italian stayed out of the room the whole night. Though I felt him wandering before the door a few times to check if I was alright until I fell asleep. My cold shoulder was taking a toll on him. A knock on the door resounded softly in the room. "Sandra? Baby? Are you awake? I've brought breakfast for you." I huffed. I wouldn't have opened the door if not for carrying on with our plan. Rising to my feet, as I walked to the door, a sudden dizziness hit me. Clutching the knob of the door, I held myself still and took a deep breath. Once the door opened, tired yet soft icy blue eyes greeted me. And my treacherous heart skipped a beat. "Good morning, mia regina." Placing the tray of breakfast on the small table beside t
