I took off the hoodie and slipped on the big black t shirt I stole from the guard, throwing the hoodie in a bin. I had been running for a long time and reached the busy city faster than I thought I would. I held my hair up as I walked through the noisy crowd. My eyes couldn't help but look all around. There was so much that had changed. I still had no clue where I was nor what I was going to do next but I wasn't worried much. The gun tucked in my leggings under the big shirt had only eight bullets left. It would be enough incase Vittore sent someone for me. I made my way to the subway station, looking at the map. I was in a city called Las Pavita. I remembered I used to live in a place called Santa Pores and searched the map for that area. I had to finish the damn promise I made to myself. As I was searching, a hand landed on my back and I was turned around, a punch landing on my cheek. I stumbled back in surprise but before I could retaliate, hands grabbed me from behind and I was
BILLIONAIRE'S DAUGHTER GOES MISSINGDalia Gates, daughter of millionaire Andre Gates and fashion coordinator Emily Clark Gates was reported missing by classmate and best friend, Violet Bailey. According to Violet, her friend had not shown up for her school's annual picnic party a week ago."She was excited to come. She never missed events like this. Ever. Help me find my best friend," Violet said during her interview yesterday with CNN news.Upon further investigation, the last text conversation between Violet and Bailey shows that the teenager had indeed promised to go for the party. She said and I quote "If I miss this party, I'm surely dead lol." Police together with the billionaire search for little Dalia.I looked at the article, emotionless and unflinching. I scrolled, looking at all the other little articles, most of them focusing on Violet and my father who funded for my search. I scoffed at that. He was the one who sold me in the first place. I reached the last article and I
A girl can only pretend to admire herself in the mirror for so long. I was wasting time here. The woman from before had been browsing through a section of clothes that honestly were two sizes too small for her. I'd been watching her because she was my only way out of this store. All she had to do was try to leave. I grumbled angrily and decided to stuff a floral shirt in my denim jacket. It may be useful. I sighed as I looked through the racks, constantly looking at the woman. Like my thoughts commanded her to, she made her way to the exit. I quickly made my way to the other one. The woman smiled at the cashier at the door before walking out of the threshold. Alarms blared to life because of the scarf in her bag. While everyone's attention was on her, I walked out of the back entrance. I didn't feel the least bit sorry for the woman as I walked around the mall. I had to get to Santa Pores as fast as I could. Vittore was definitely already on the search for me. Getting out of the mal
I got up from my position on the ground while rubbing my neck. Vittore stood emotionless beside me and I really didn't want him to kill the dumb chicken man. I wasn't in the mood to have blood on me. I'd just gotten out of the "safe house" for God's sake! A forced a smile on my face. I was so going to regret this. "Hi there. I'm sorry. There's nothin' goin' on here," I said in a southern accent. "You sure?" the chicken man asked. "Yeah of course. My boyfriend here just gets a little bit... kinky," I said with a shy smile as I moved closer to Vittore, putting my palm on his chest. Vittore wrapped an arm around my waist and I was shocked for a second. Just a second. "I'm so sorry you caught us like that.""Uhhh... it's cool," the chicken man said kicking the ground. Great kid. Now leave. "If you don't mind, I'm going to finish what I started," Vittore said with a very impressive American accent. He moved his hand from my waist to my shoulders and turned around, walking us to where
Unknown POVI was in my office, sitting in my chair, my back to my desk, facing the window in front of me. It gave me a good view of the city below. The early morning sun shone through the clear glass, some of its warmth reaching me where I sat. I twirled the feather ring on my left hand middle finger and waited for my next appointment to come in. There was a rhythmic knock on my door."Enter," I commanded my voice strong and cold. The door opened and the sound of heels moving to where I sat graced my ears. "Sir, you have an appointment with Mr. Skye at 3. Do you want me to arrange a limo now?" my assistant asked from behind me. I turned in my chair to face her. She was pretty. Blonde hair in a tight bun, bright green eyes, a figure to kill for and she knew it. She was dressed in a short black pencil skirt and a white shirt with the top buttons undone, showcasing her black lace bra and a wonderful cleavage. She held an ipad in her hands as she looked at me expectantly, waiting for
Vittore dragged me around the house to what looked like a board room. I could see plans on the walls and a huge black desk that Alexa was using as a screen. Cool.Everyone in the room looked at Vittore and I in surprise and intrigue when we entered. Alexa's expression though became murderous. I was sure to give her a wink though. She didn't phase me. Her eyes widened and her cheeks turned red as she glared at me.Vittore set me down at the back of the room. "Someone get me noice cancelling headphones," He commanded and a red pair where put in his hands not a second later.He put them over my ears as I glared at him. After that, he turned and started addressing the other people in the room. I counted six and they all had their backs to me so I couldn't read their lips. Instead, I begun to untie my ropes.The rough fibre rubbed against my brown skin painfully but I wasn't about to give up anytime soon. It took quite a while but I managed to slip one hand out of the rope and hte other wa
I lazily flipped the page of the Vogue magazine I was reading."Are you listening?" Carter, the blonde asked."Totally," I responded looking up at him and flipping another page.We were in a hotel not far from the casino and I was getting tired of being here. The place had an annoying white and gold theme going on and even though everything was beyond luxurious, I hated it.I sat at the white table with gold legs and even golder chairs if that was possible. The place was hurting my eyes. Erik, the new hacker Maddox talked about, was stationed near me, typing away at his computer with marvel themed stickers. He was a scrawny 16 year old who I didn't think much of until he easily got us the video we wanted."Where's Peyton and Lily?" I asked, tired of being in this room. I wanted to get out."Lily is working on making Peyton look like Esmee. They should be done in a few and be here to get you ready," Felix answered for me where he was lying on the white couch, his face covered with a bl
"This one?""No. Too slutty.""Ok. This one?""No too innocent.""Fine. This one?""Um.... no," I said looking at the dress with a feather-like trail. Lily had finished my make-up and brought a rack with different dresses into the bathroom."Well what do you want? You've refused almost all of them," Lily said clearly frustrated. I rolled my eyes at her. The dress was important. It was the first thing Elliot was going to notice so it had to be good. I went over to the rack and looked through the dresses, one by one."I need something that shows my body but not in a way to make it obvious. Something that portrays innocence but also sexiness," I mumbled."Well how in the hell are we supposed to find that?" Lily asked with a roll of her eyes."Ciara, Elliot's ex wife wore silk a lot so that's a no no. I hate feathers, sparkles, beads and really anything that brings too much attention to the dress," I said. "I think it's best we went with lace.""Lace?" Lily asked from behind me."Yeah," I
Never in my life had I been rendered speechless like I was at this moment. My mouth opened and closed, no sound leaving it while my eyes were glued to Vittore's dark ones. He looked at me waiting, calmly, patiently. I knew anger shimmered behind his cold gaze but why?The hits Maddox gave me were necessary, hell I even asked for them. I didn't think Vittore would care for the damage on my face or ask how I got them. I hadn't prepared for this moment.I wasn't prepared.Since the "safe house" I had been trained to be ready for anything. Kidnapped by the U.S government, I could escape. Left stranded in a desert, I could survive. Abandoned in Antartica, I could live. Strapped to a chair with a bomb, I could save my life. Stranded on an island, I could get back. Bound and anchored to the bottom of the sea, I could free myself.But never in those 4 years was I prepared for the intense gaze of a man by the name of Vittore. Never in those 4 years was I prepared for the warmth of his hands on
"The man who did this, do you remember his face?" Elliot asked with a frown. I shook my head."I didn't get time to memorise it. I was just so scared and he kept hitting me and I was so powerless," I said sadly."Hey," Elliot said turning my face to his. "You are not powerless. You seem like a very strong and independent woman.""Thanks Elliot," I said with a small smile.Gag much."No problem. I just wish I had gotten there in time. What were you doing in the hallway?""I was looking for you. After you left, I got bored quickly and... I've never met someone like you Elliot. You just make things so much easier," I said sliding my hand onto his where it rested on the couch. He entwined our fingers and gave me a soft smile.Don't pull away."I'm sorry. I feel like this is all my fault," Elliot said sighing."Oh no. Don't blame yourself," I said quickly but Elliot glanced away from me. Despite the way my body was repulsed, I put my hand on his cheek and turned him to face me. "You saved
I grabbed Maddox's hand and pulled him with me towards where Elliot was supposed to be headed. He kept getting stopped by people who wanted to talk with him so that worked in my favour."Dalia. What on earth are you doing?" Maddox asked."Elliot's slipping from me. I need to get his attention and you are going to help," I hissed at him."I can't. I could get kicked out," Maddox said."Not if you do this properly," I answered. Maddox had on a brunette wig that made him look so much different. "Take off the wig."Maddox glared at me. "This isn't part of the plan.""No shit Sherlock but we need to do this ok?," I said and he sighed, nodding. "Good. Follow me."I led Maddox down the hallway that the guests who stayed could use to get to their rooms because there was an elevator at the end which was the tip of a T hallway."When Elliot comes, run down this side, there should be a closet there for you to hide in," I said turning to Maddox and pointing left."You sure it's left?" He asked lo
I had migrated from the bar to a couple tables, flirted and talked with some guys, basically, I tried to blend in. The alcohol I had taken earlier seemed to loosen me up a bit and I was grateful because the temptation to get my gun out and shoot every single man that touched me was strong.I was happy I had a sense of patience because things were moving slower than they should've. I sighed, turning away from yet again boosting another man's ego when my eyes finally caught the sight of Elliot. He wasn't a bad looking guy with his caramel hair and green eyes. If he wasn't like 12 years older than me, I'd totally pursue him.He walked over to the centre of the casino, joining a poker game with some old dudes. Some of them I knew well because of their money and the fact that they had connections with my father, no scratch that, my sperm donor.I walked over to the table casually, putting myself in Elliots' line of sight. It took a while but his eyes finally glanced to me, raking over my b
My feet clicked on the street sidewalk as I walked towards the casino, the encounter in the elevator tucked far in my mind for future reference. I had a job to do now and I had to stay focused. The building I was headed to was easy to spot.It was huge and the front had what seemed to be millions of lights, both blinding and attracting. THE NOVA glowed in pretty gold at the top of the building. There were lost of people out tonight, most were tourists who stopped to take pictures, others were business men rushing to office and a cute couple passing by once in a while.Most of the things I saw were new to me. The cars, the phones, the girls who walked around wearing revealing clothes and gay couples that weren't afraid to show their passion for one another in public. These were just a few of the things.Men's eyes followed me as I walked to the casino. I was aware of the attention and knew how to handle myself if one of the idiots decided to get a little handsy. I reached the casino, w
Alexa walked away from us, already on her way to butter up Vittore. I scoffed looking back at the plans like everyone else. Carter continued to explain the details of the plan as we overheard Vittore and Alexa's conversation in the halls."What are you doing here Alexa?" I heard Vittore ask rudely."I just dropped off some of the weapons that the others needed," she lied in a serious tone."I'm sure they're thankful so you can leave," Vittore grumbled."Why doesn't he fire her?" I asked to myself. "Or kill her and do us all a favour.""He can't. Alexa is a really big gang lord," Maddox said surprising me."You're lying. Her," I asked pointing in Alexa's general direction."Yeah. Alexa Eva Maria Valenzuela, head of The Kings," Felix said. I knew The Kings. They were a big gang and operated around most parts of the world."So if Vittore kills her...""The mafia loses a lot of money and men fighting The Kings. They can be defeated but what's the point of taking the risk and having to bui
"This one?""No. Too slutty.""Ok. This one?""No too innocent.""Fine. This one?""Um.... no," I said looking at the dress with a feather-like trail. Lily had finished my make-up and brought a rack with different dresses into the bathroom."Well what do you want? You've refused almost all of them," Lily said clearly frustrated. I rolled my eyes at her. The dress was important. It was the first thing Elliot was going to notice so it had to be good. I went over to the rack and looked through the dresses, one by one."I need something that shows my body but not in a way to make it obvious. Something that portrays innocence but also sexiness," I mumbled."Well how in the hell are we supposed to find that?" Lily asked with a roll of her eyes."Ciara, Elliot's ex wife wore silk a lot so that's a no no. I hate feathers, sparkles, beads and really anything that brings too much attention to the dress," I said. "I think it's best we went with lace.""Lace?" Lily asked from behind me."Yeah," I
I lazily flipped the page of the Vogue magazine I was reading."Are you listening?" Carter, the blonde asked."Totally," I responded looking up at him and flipping another page.We were in a hotel not far from the casino and I was getting tired of being here. The place had an annoying white and gold theme going on and even though everything was beyond luxurious, I hated it.I sat at the white table with gold legs and even golder chairs if that was possible. The place was hurting my eyes. Erik, the new hacker Maddox talked about, was stationed near me, typing away at his computer with marvel themed stickers. He was a scrawny 16 year old who I didn't think much of until he easily got us the video we wanted."Where's Peyton and Lily?" I asked, tired of being in this room. I wanted to get out."Lily is working on making Peyton look like Esmee. They should be done in a few and be here to get you ready," Felix answered for me where he was lying on the white couch, his face covered with a bl
Vittore dragged me around the house to what looked like a board room. I could see plans on the walls and a huge black desk that Alexa was using as a screen. Cool.Everyone in the room looked at Vittore and I in surprise and intrigue when we entered. Alexa's expression though became murderous. I was sure to give her a wink though. She didn't phase me. Her eyes widened and her cheeks turned red as she glared at me.Vittore set me down at the back of the room. "Someone get me noice cancelling headphones," He commanded and a red pair where put in his hands not a second later.He put them over my ears as I glared at him. After that, he turned and started addressing the other people in the room. I counted six and they all had their backs to me so I couldn't read their lips. Instead, I begun to untie my ropes.The rough fibre rubbed against my brown skin painfully but I wasn't about to give up anytime soon. It took quite a while but I managed to slip one hand out of the rope and hte other wa