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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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