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Is he alive… He's alive… I couldn't get that Enigma out of my head. I couldn't get that possibility out of my mind. All these years I thought my brother was dead. I tried to suppress the uncontrollable urge to just jump to a crazy level. It couldn't be possible that he was still alive, he met with an accident back home in Florida. He died three years ago. Didn't he? Yet, the solid piece of evidence in my hand staring right at me said otherwise. I gave the little card another glance to ensure I wasn't tripping off my sanity. It was real. The writing was his and it was addressed to someone Called 'B,883.' The card had my brother's very own signature, last week's date, and a request to meet at an apartment building with the number in it. Honesty, I found the card by accident At the bank when someone pushed me by mistake and I dropped my bag. Lo and behold, the card was staring right at me on the floor. It seemed as though someone had accidentally dropped it. Maybe it was planted for me? Is that even possible? I mean, things like that only happen in books and movies right? Well, whatever. I could handle myself. I'm not some sort of Barbie doll who needed a Ken, or a Disney princess who needed her Prince Charming. Plus, I kinda have a white belt in the martial art that I mastered through online classes. It counts right? Alright. Fine I agree, I have a police friend on speed dial. Not that I needed to use it that much. I nervously made my way through the stinking building to the address room on the card. What the hell kind of place was this? No respectable lady should even set foot here. Men crawled around this place like ants on sugar. They were probably on the heaviest stuff, I figured. The place reeked of disgusting smells and sweat. I seriously wanted to puke. What was Daniel even doing in a place like this in the first place if he was alive? The looks and glares I got from these men were to another level. Look at seduction and abduction. Like they were thirsty for something. Talk about thirst, these men needed some water. Holy water. I pushed my brown lock around my ear as I tried to walk in the most modest way possible to avoid more piercing eyes. No way was I throwing candy for these dogs. I came here to find my lost brother and so help me God. I will. Stepping at the room door, I felt my heart clench harder and I couldn't breathe properly. I was about to knock on the door but I noticed it was already opened. Gently giving it a knock, I pushed it open to reveal an empty room inside. Taking careful steps inside, I took notice of the surroundings inside the room. It was dull, and it was as if someone was here some time back. Was. The apartment was cleaned out, empty, as if someone had just recently moved out. I made my way to the kitchen when I stepped on something solid on the ground. It was a phone that looked like it was smashed on purpose. There was another kind of writing on a card on the ground. Exactly like the one I got in the bank. My heart was suddenly skipping beats I swore I needed to go see my doctor on my way home. Although the writing on the card seemed to be completely useless items such as a grocery list, I was shocked that it was my brother's writing. The very one I've come to master right when we grew up together. My brother was really alive. This was his apartment and now he's not here anymore. God no! I sunk into a state of panic. Why would he do this? So many questions I needed answers to but my grieving heart was preventing me from even thinking about them. No. I needed to find him now. I had to. Looking at the phone again, I realized that it was a form of hope. It could be fixed if I spoke to the right person, no? I had to do this! I dipped the phone safely inside my bag and took one final look around the room when something caught my eye. If I wasn't this observant of a person, I wouldn't have noticed the bent picture frame on the wall. Moving to take the frame out I saw a box behind it. like a safe box but it was opened. It was as if someone was rambling through the box's contents before. I dropped the frame and started going through the files inside the box. I needed something, anything to pin me to my brother's location. I was on the verge of tears already. A strange folder caught my eye. Opening it I saw some peculiar kinds of stuff. Drug trade transactions? Italian Mafia reports? What the heck!? There was another folder that hooked my eyes. It was the draft of a partnership with some guy named Alberto Del Rio, and Daniel Grey…? My…. Brother? God no! Daniel? The door creaked and I shot my eyes to it. The voices downstairs were getting much like an activity or something was happening. I needed to be quick. I dragged the file containing my brother's name and dipped it in my bag. The voices downstairs were getting closer as if they were moving to the room I was in. I needed to hide. God I don't want to be caught now, Not after seeing these illegal folders. I dashed towards to bathroom and twisted the lock. The voices became audible as a few steps rushed inside the room. They began rambling everything, as though they were searching for something. " vrado, It seems as though he has been gone for long."A voice was heard. A male voice. "He wouldn't have been able to take the files, he left in haste." Another male voice. From the hearing of things, I could tell they were familiar with the person living here before. The first voice shot out again." So you believe their words now, don't you think they are working for him?" "I don't care, take everything in the box." The second voice ordered and they began shuffling again. I was trying so hard to suppress my voice, my heart was beating too fast and I couldn't see properly. Some minutes passed and when I didn't hear the voices again. I moved from the bathroom into the room. It was in a mess now, the box wasn't there anymore and the door was open. God no. What has Daniel gotten into now? On my way out I stopped at the receptionist at the apartment to enquire if my brother Daniel Grey had booked a room there. The answer honestly, screwed with my head. She said no. This discovery made me more than just anxious about what was happening. What the actual heck was going on? Taking a frustrated breath, I decided to calm myself down. There was no need to get all flustered about something I wasn't so sure of. I still had that cell phone and the document and it was my only hope. I had to get it repaired no matter what, maybe it would help me about my brother's whereabouts. The cold night breeze laced through my hair as I walked outside. Yet the chilling feeling of unease never left me. It was almost as if I could feel myself being watched. Haha! Who knows me? I practically came to this town just to find my brother. I felt stares creeping on me as I took a turn towards the hotel I rented. For some odd reason, it felt like I couldn't move faster. I gripped my bag and brought it close to me. Was I walking too slow? I only do that when I feel unsettled. Abruptly, I felt a hand snake around my waist and muffled my mouth from behind. For some reason, I didn't drop my bag, maybe because of fright. I bit the person's hands to let go of me and surprisingly, he did. But another man stood in front of me. Around five other individuals approached me as well. They were all men dressed in black. God. This was not good. "Give me the folders girl." One of the men said.~*~ "I will repeat myself for the third time, give us the folder miss." Hot mess! This is a hot mess! How did they know I had the file on me? It was deeply tucked in my bag. And who are these people? "Uhm, I'm sorry I think you have the wrong person. I'm not from around here and I have nothing with me." I replied with the most polite tone ever. " You work for Salvatore right?" Another of them asked with a Russian accent. Salvatore? Was that the name of a bird?- "We can help you if you give us the folder willingly, we do not have to take it forcefully." The first man said again as he began moving close to me. I took a step back. And another. And another, until I bumped into what seemed like a wall…. No I mean, a human. "You don't have to make it hard miss, give us the folder." He said from behind me making me shudder in fear. "We know you work for Salvatore, and we won't hesitate to end you this instant." "What? No! I have no idea who Salvatore is." I stat
My head ached.My eyes were so heavy it hurt.The light on the ceiling made it more difficult for me to fully open my eyelids. Wait, I don't know this place! Where was I?I tried myself to move up from this oddly comfortable bed. It was like I had someone shoot arrows through my stomach….. Forcefully, I got myself off the bed and took notice of the room I was in. It was large and unbelievably neat. Everything was in perfect order, from the books to the pencil in the bed head.Walking towards the full sized mirror I saw how shattered I looked, my hair was everywhere and my clothes-Good lords!Oh my Lord!I wasn't in my regular clothing I had on before, instead I was wearing this white shirt three times bigger than me. Where am I….. whose shirt is this?Panic shook me as I ran my hair through my already horrible hair and paced around the room. Wait. What time was it?I rushed to open the curtain just across the room where I was met with the most spectacular view ever! The New York
Speak of the Devil's son! Turning around, I saw the Adam from earlier. The one who bargained for me earlier. As he came close to me I could almost feel a sort of coldness penetrate from him, it was intimidating. He even dared to take up my personal space being only inches away from me. His eyes cut through me. There was something about him that would want to make you drop dead..... Literally. The reeked of power and control, a kind of individual that could control your thoughts just by glaring at you. His dark messy hair contrasted from his deadly gaze. It was more of a cute little kid's shaggy haired look when he got out of bed. But his face gave the ' I hate humans and I'm going to kill you' look. He genuinely looked like he was going to do something terrible to me. The way he clenched his teeth and tightened his jaws added to the defined features of his shamelessly beautiful face. "Ungrateful little thing." He muttered softly for only me to hear. I was actually unable to sp
After crying and blaming myself for absolutely everything reason I could think off, I dragged myself down into a sitting position when I felt my hair becoming damp. No, no. Becky Grey does not cry.Beck does and wouldn't cry!I just hated this feeling, I hated feeling powerless and weak. No man had the right to keep me locked up in his place no matter how shamelessly beautiful he was. His personality was the worst if it all. How dare he just demand me like that!I am not some object he could buy or a dog he could command .I had to get out of here. I moved to open the big door like structure and I realized it was a balcony. Woah!I'd be dead if I jumped off there. Dear even before I hit the ground.And I couldn't just walk out the door, those men would stop me. What on earth did I do to get myself in a situation like this?I just shrunk myself on the floor resting my head on my kneel hopelessly wishing this was a bad dream I'd wake up from.I had dozed off, but it wasn't morning
Barely 24 hours into knowing this self centered man, i already hated him..He bit on my neck and I felt something slipped from it, but I was already feeling too drowned to realized anything."Say, how such little gesture from me could take you on a journey of temporary dumbness without your knowledge." He mocked with a hint of arrogance in his voice.He was breathing directly into my skin. God I couldn't focus any longer…. One more direct touch from this arrogant bastard and I'd be dead, dead from too much sensation."A very delightful evening to take something of great value from you, don't you think Suka?" He mumbled into my ear as I felt something clicked from my neck.Wait wasn't that...He stood up from me holding out the chain I had around my neck. ~No that was the last thing reminding me of home ~"Give it back!" I shouted at him and I got up and tried reaching out for it, but he help me out opening the locker and studying my family; My birth parents, my brother along with my
I felt so stiff, so cramped. I tried to turn myself around from this awful position I was sleeping in.Big mistake."Ow…" I groaned as I tried to get myself up from falling in the ground. "Becky!" A newly farmiliar voice rang, Alberto."Oh my God! Are you alright?" He asked as he helped me up.I didn't remember how I fell asleep. I remembered pestering that arrogant bastard to tell me how he knew about my brother, or if he knew of my brother's whereabouts. He didn't even bulge when I told him I wasn't going back to my room unless he told me.That douche head left me here!" Wow, this is the first girl I ever saw that slept too much. I almost thought you were dead." I heard another voice say with a laugh, Haha! Very funny Roberto.Trying to open my eyes fully seemed impossible, it actually hurt being around all their light."I…..What…" was all that managed to come out my mouth. I had actually wanted to ask what time was it. But I couldn't compose my words because my sleep after effec
It was like a kid's dream inside there, there were like a variety of chocolates, all were dark though. That was like heaven for me because I loved dark chocolate! There were also a mega variety of ice creams, fruits, yogurts, etc.What really struck me was that large amount of dark chocolate. Sinister has a sweet tooth? Wow I didn't see that coming.I took one of the large chocolate bars and shut the fridge before I actually fainted. This guy is nuts! Maybe he's so irritated, energetic and snappy because of consuming too much candy? I mean yeah, he got a couple of fruits, salads and non-fat yogurt, but really!? Was he in a secret partnership with Willy Wonka?I walked up and down chomping on that chocolate bar. Honestly, I was becoming frustrated being alone here, I didn't see any of them and the only person that seemed available was not available. I was going to talk to him no matter what…. I needed information about my brother.Sitting at the desk doing some paperwork, I entered w
I didn't have to look at him to see the discontented look he was giving me but it suddenly disappeared and turned into an oddly calm and careless demeanor."Are you done?" He asked as though I was going to throw a long continuous tantrum.Bloody idiot!Fernando held a worried look while Alberto had an amused expression on his face. Romano of course remained as cool and collected as always.The Adam stood up and walked towards me with a dangerous sharp look in his eyes, " Miss, It isn't an option to you.""And what makes you think I'll listen to you?" I quickly shot back returning the glare.Before any of us could talk back, Fernando interrupted, " it's best you go to the function with us Becky, it wouldn't be safe for you to stay here alone."Turning my attending back to Sinister, I folded my hands, " I doubt that's the reason you want me to go."" you're are right, I wouldn't care less about you." He replied as he walked away from me." wow! I've never seen a girl that would be brave