Chapter One Hundred and Three

Dante had laid back on the bed and waited for her to get over her temper tantrum and return to their room, she was in her nightwear with nothing on her feet so he was not worried. Unfortunately he was tired, it had been a long flight back form the States holding her in his arms all the way and he accidently fell asleep. He woke with a jump four hours later his eyes registering the light coming through the curtains and then the fact he was alone in their bed.

‘Che cazzo.’ [What the fuck?]

He jumped to his feet and dragged on a pair of jogging bottoms then heading downstairs and into the dining room where his men sat around eating their breakfast.

‘Qualcuno di voi ha visto Gabriella.’ [Have any of you seen Gabriella?]

They all looked up at him blankly,

‘No capo, l'ultima volta che l'abbiamo vista la stavi portando su nella tua stanza.’ [No Boss, last we saw of her you were carrying her up to your room.]

‘Perquisisci tutto il posto, e intendo ovunque. Prendi la CCTV di ieri sera e contro