Two days she’s been I ok in her room with out food of and amenities, I had the water to her room turned off and made it clear to the guards and maids that she is to be ignored and under no circumstances are they to give her any door or water, she is a prisoner in this house not a guest and even though she is in a actual room she is nothing more then a prisoner.
“Cal you need to at least give the girl some water” Casey says for the fourth time today.
“No”
“You now that’s become you favorite word these last few days and more so when it comes to her” he shackles his head and walks back out of the kitchen.
Walking up the stairs to my room I hear the sound of glass breaking in her room and expect that she’s trashing the room as a way of trying to get attention.
“LET ME OUT” she screams voice horse and trembling.
Ignoring her tantrum I walking into my room and come back out twenty minutes later to see her door open and her room full of maids and guards “What the fuck is going on here” my voice boom startling the maids.
“She jumped boss, Nancy found her on the grass outside” Manny says standing straighter.
“Why didn’t anyone inform me sooner” I ask in anger walking further into the room.
“We just found her Sir” Nancy the head of the house maids says from her position next to a pale and unconscious Hartlynn.
“Call Daniela and have her bring her kit” I walk back out of the room to see Zane, Casey and Timothy standing at the top of the stairs all out of breath and covered in sweat.
“Is she okay” Casey asks whipping his face with a weight towel from the home gym.
Not answering his question I push past them and down to my office.
What the fuck was she thinking, it’s only been two days it’s not like she’s been locked in there for weeks with out food or water. Was she trying to escape. So many questions ran through my head that it made it hard to work and after and hour of trying I finally gave up and went to go check on her.
“You stupid fucking dick” comes the ever the pleasant voice of my sister from the top of the stair. Not wanting to hear her bullshit I turn on my heels and walk back down the corridor to my office.
I’ve just sat back down when she storms in and marches over to me throwing her kit at me with such force it knocks the whine out of me.
“Watch it Dani”
“Are you fucking stupid Calder” she sits down across from me and starts to rub her temples “She is a hostage in this situation a innocent girl at the wrong place at the wrong time”
“Did she tell you she was friends with that bitch”
“She did Calder but being friends with someone four years after the fact doesn’t make her guilty of anything” she says trying to always the voice of wise reason “Lane is claustrophobic and you locking her that room how ever big it might be can make her feel like the walls are closing in on her even when there not. She jumped because she felt she was suffocating”
“So what should I put a Leash on her and tie her up outside so she has all the space she needs” Dani throws the glass on my desk at my head and I duck just in time for it to go smashing against the wall behind me.
“I’ve told Nancy to take her some food and a couple bottles of water. Oscar and Fritz are currently fixing the doors and I’ve told them to keep the high tech lock off of it so she can get some air and not feel suffocated”
“Damn it Dani this is my house and these are my men and staff, your place in in the med bay and no where else got it”
“Well it was nice to see you to brother” she walks around the desk and picks up her kit and leans down and gives me a kiss on the check like she always has “Go easy on her, plus she’s extremely hot maybe you might want to try and be nice and see what happens”
“She’s the same age that Jazmin would be if she was still alive Dani”
She shrugs and stops at the door hand on the handle “Age is just a number Cal” and with those final words she closes the door.
The little dove is very attractive I can’t deny it but she is young enough to be my daughter and the thought of it makes all those sinister and sinful thoughts I’ve had about her seem wrong.
I know that even if Jazmin was here she would tell me go for it because she was always trying to get me to date more and settle before she was killed. She would always say if she ever hand a man older then her or not that she wouldn’t see anything more then the person because age, money and status where things used to define someone and not who the person was. Jazmin was wise in her young age even more so than myself.
With out thinking I’m up and out of my office and up the stairs to go check on her but I come to a halt at her cracked door seeing Zane and Casey standing in her room.
“I fucking hate him” she said throwing a pillow across the room. “I have a broken arm and five stitches that will probably leave another scar all because he wouldn’t let anyone at least give me some water. All this because he couldn’t let me at least have the freedom the balcony would give me” she finishes with a sigh and Casey starts talking next.
“Listen Hart just be have and you’ll have more freedom” Zane butts in stoping Casey “The boss might be a dick at times but he’s been through a lot Lane just stay out of his way”
Knocking on the door I push it open and step inside “Don’t you two have work to be doing” they both walk past me and out of the room Zane closes the door behind him.
I walk over to the balcony and look down seeing that the drop could of killed her if she would of fallen a little more to the right, walking back into the room I come to stand next to bed.
“Have fun” I ask with a smirk.
“Fuck you Calder” the venom that drips of my name as she said it pissed me of but I didn’t let her see.
“Here’s how this is going to work because it seem that you are suicidal and I don’t want you blood on my hands if I’m not the one killing you” petty I know “You will be allowed out of this room for two hours during the day and one at night, you are not allowed outside unless you are in handcuffs” I sit next to her on the bed and continue “You are not to talk to any of my staff or men unless I approve of it, I will have Nancy bring you up a tv and you can read any book from the library” I grad her injured arm in a tight grip and listed to her hiss with a whines. “If you ever pull a fucking stunt like that again I will put you in a fucking cell until you go mad” I let go of her arm and get up.
“Fuck you Calder I fucking hate you” she seethes as I walk to the door.
“Good the feeling is mutual” I close the door behind me and lock it. The feeling isn’t quite mutual but it’s for the best she feels the way she does.
I need to get laid.
I fucking hate him, I fucking hate him, I fucking Hate him. Those four words have become my mantra and anyone who's in ear shot knows it, Zane has told me how much he finds it funny that I've been here three weeks now and still walk around here screaming it to the high heavens how much I hate is boss.Calder has done nothing but remind me why I hate him but at the same time his voice makes me shutter with heat when ever he walks around like a overprotective dog barking at any man who comes close enough to me.Just last week Jimmy on of the men who stands guard when I'm outside gave me a chocolate chip cookie and told me him mom makes them and send them to him. All we were doing is talking and out came Calder like his dick was on fire and sent poor Jimmy to the cells for a month to look after who ever he has down there.Right now I'm sitting in the library flipping through the last few pages of some random book when in walks the king of all assholes himself."There's a dress and shoes
I live a life of danger and darkness, always staying hidden in the shadows. Only a select few know my true identity and that's the way I have ran things for the last six years."Boss we found Sandra Castro" humming a gruff acknowledgment to what I've just been told I pull my hood up and turn around giving Zane my full some what undivided attention.Four years ago changed my whole outlook on the life I live and the dangers surrounding it, the events that took place haunt my mind at all hours of the day and haunt my dreams at night leaving me restless and unstable."Boss did you hear me" it's not like me to get this easily distracted but when it comes to remembering her time comes to a standstill."Sorry Zane please continue" I clear my throat and pay closer attention to the information being provided."We found Sandra Castro hiding in a small town called Hidden Falls, it's a college town mostly" he places a picture on the desk and slides it over and I see her smiling face staring back
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