Chapter 1 : Getting the girl from last night

Alec pov

"I don't want to fucking know where she stays or who the fuck she is, I just want that bitch in the basement in an hour. Don't make me get there before you." I snapped on the phone and hung up. I angrily dropped my phone on the desk and stood up from my chair. 

I took a deep angry sigh as I stood beside my desk. I was really angry right now that I could kill anyone who make a sound right now.

"Well that's a sight......" Peter said as he sat down comfortably on the couch in my study. Since he walked into my study, he had stayed quiet and watched me make phone calls.

I angrily glared at him.

"The bitch who you intend to kill is probably the whore from last night, right?" He asked calmly.

He knows about the whore?

"You saw her? I asked furrowing my brows.

He shrugged."I came in late and left immediately. You were already gone before I got to the lounge, I saw Carla having a nice time, so I left because it was a disgusting site."

He must have walked in on her making out with one of the male strippers from the club.

"I got that bitch record on the CCTV camera, she was with the documents that had the Italian deal in it, she left the hotel room with it last night." I said. 

"What?" He asked sharply, "That deal took you four fucking years to get and you lost it in one night?" 

"I didn't loose, it was stolen from me." I corrected angrily. 

"Yeah I see that," He nodded furrowing his brows. "You got to get thoes documents back." 

"I know, that's what I am trying to do here." I snapped. 

"The question here is who the fuck she really is? She's definitely not an ordinary whore from the club or a worker." 

I nodded. "Yeah I figured that out. She probably was sent by someone who knows about the documents and how useful it is." 

"Then the question is who does she work with?" 

"That's I have no fucking idea of," I admitted. "Fucking bitch, I am gonna kill her when I get my hands on her." 

My office door was jerked opened, Carla walked in looking like a mess. 

"Ouch, my head hurt so bad." She wined as she walked to my desk and sat down on the chair beside Peter. 

I rolled my eyes and take my sit. 

"Do you have extra pills?" She asked.

I drew out my desk drawer and took out the handover pills that I had left in my drawer. 

I kept extra pills Incase I need it. 

I threw it to her and she caught it, passing a glare to me. 

She opened it and took some pills. 

She blew out some breath from her mouth after taking the pills. 

She gaze at me with a question look. "Alec, I won't deny that I am surprise seeing you in your office today, you know I thought you would be busy with the lady from last night. I saw how easy she got you to lay her." 

"You saw the bitch from last night?" I asked curiously. 

Carla nodded. "Yeah I was with you last night, you don't remember anything from last night." 

"Yeah he doesn't, and the lady turned out to be a mole who stole document that had the Italian deals in it after having sex with him." Peter said. 

"What? That fucking little snitch!" Carla snapped. 

"Don't worry I have everything under control, I have got the lady from last night." I said. 

"Really? Nice one." Carla raised a tumb up. 

"What will you do to her when you see her?" Peter asked. 

"First, I am going to get back thoes documents she stole, then I will make her confess the mafia leader that sent her. When I am done with her, I will send her head back to the mafia, that would teach them not to play games with me." 

Peter nodded. "Nice plan." 

My phone began to ring, I picked up from the table and answered the call. 

"You got the lady?" I asked. 

"I will be there." I hung up and shove my phone into my pocket. 

I stood up from the chair. "The bitch is in the basement." I took my car key from the desk. 

"We are going with you." Carla said and stood up from the chair. 

Peter followed behind. 

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"What the hell?" Carla asked as she stared at the lady I had behind bars.

"Yeah Alec, you sure you've got the right person, I mean did your men confirm if she was really the person from last night?" 

"What's going here?" Carla asked staring at me. 

"Is she a Nun?" Peter asked, furrowing his brows.

I stared angrily at the lady behind bars. She looked exactly as the lady from the cctv record I got this morning. How dear she pretend to be a saint dressed like a Nun to get away with what she did? 

She was sitting on a chair, her hands were tied behind the chair and her mouth was covered with a tap.

She struggled to free herself but all her efforts were all a waste of time and energy.

"What is this, Alec." Carla asked as she faced me.

"This bitch thought disguising as a Nun would be an escape plan." I scoffed. "How pathetic." 

"Are you sure she is the one?" Peter asked.

"Yeah she is." I brought out my phone from my pocket and scroll through it to get the video record from the cctv camera. When I got it, I played it and showed it to the both of them.