-ADRIANO-
"THE CONTRACT HAS been signed," The faint voice said. "Mr Mancini?" Adriano snapped back to the present. He had been drifting away and losing concentration for the past few weeks, ever since Iris started behaving strangely. He gave a small nod to his secretary to dismiss her. He picked up the file and skimmed through it. It was an agreement that further increased his wealth. He sighed and leaned back into the chair, then he remembered that he had to pick Iris up from school early that day. They were on the hunt for a therapist who could diagnose what was wrong with her. Adriano Mancini was at the top of the food chain. A wealthy billionaire and respected man in the whole country. He was a shark to outsiders, but a lamb to his daughter. She was his whole world. He turned on his laptop and went to the list of recommendations. From experience, Adriano automatically cancelled out any male therapist. A voice at the back of his head told him that he might be canceling the person who would be able to help Iris, but he shut down the voice. He contemplated the names as he scrolled. Then he saw a name that caught his fancy. Avery Quinn. She was not such a big therapist in the state. It seemed like she had just resumed her career a few years ago, but he could not find anything further about her. His curiosity piqued, and he decided on this strange Avery Quinn. He decided that he was going to take his daughter to her. When he got to the school, his presence had been expected already. "Hi, baby," he said, hoisting her into the air. She felt extremely light, like she was underfed. He exchanged a concerned look with her class teacher. She was the one who drew his attention to the fact that there was something wrong with Iris. There had been a sudden change in character a few months ago. "How was school today?" He asked as he strapped her into the back seat. There was no reply. Iris barely spoke anything now. The bubbling child was gone, leaving a shell of herself. He sighed and got into the driver's seat. "Did anything happen today?" He asked again as he pulled out of the parking lot. Silence. She seemed to be preoccupied, looking out the window and reading the different billboards on the road. He sighed again. It was easier to secure a deal with a country about their multi-million dollar oil well than it was to get his own daughter to open up. "We are going to see someone this afternoon," he said, and was surprisingly pleased when she looked at him. Her grey eyes matched his, but she still did not say anything. "I am hoping it will be a very nice lady," he continued. "She will try to talk to you, okay?" Iris shrugged her bony shoulders and looked out the window again. Adriano ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. He wondered what could have happened to his daughter. Had she seen something she was not supposed to see? Adriano always made sure to keep her away from his business life and sexual encounters. Had someone molested her? The thought of it made his blood boil, and he gripped the steering wheel tighter until his knuckles were white. Or did this have to do with Celeste, her mother? He frowned. He and Celeste had ended things on a bad note a few years ago, involving lawyers and court cases, but he had been granted full custody of the child. Had Celeste somehow gotten to Iris and done something to her, just to prove that Adriano was a bad father? All these thoughts bounced in his head as he drove at the speed limit for the next hour until he got to where Avery Quinn's office was. He parked slowly and got out, looking at the building. It was large, but it was a rented building. Taking his daughter's hand, he knocked on the front door. When there was no response, he pushed the door and it opened. They walked into the reception without a receptionist or secretary. "Hello?" He called. The place felt very empty. "Sit down, baby, I'll check for the lady in the other room." He said. As Iris sat on the single vinyl chair, he walked towards the adjoining door. Just as he was about to open it, the door opened and Avery Quinn walked into him, stumbling back. His hand slipped around her waist to stop her from falling, and his eyes almost gave away his shock and surprise as his brain registered the face of the woman standing before him. Memories of that night came flooding back, making his cock jump in response. The way she had reacted to his touch. She came to him broken down, and he had pieced her back together that night and broken her again with waves of orgasm. Before he could wake up the following morning, she was gone, leaving a small memorandum of that night behind - her scents in the sheet and a pink lacy bra which he kept in his closet after all these years. "Are you alright?" He said, effectively masking the surprise from his voice. With the way her eyes were wide and her skin went pale, he knew she recognized him. "I'm fine," she said in a curt tone and pushed herself away. "Are you Doctor Avery Quinn?" He asked, knowing that he sounded foolish. Of course, she is the doctor. Who else could she be? "That's me, yes. How may I help you?" She asked. Her voice was curt. It was like she did not want anything to do with him. "My daughter," He stepped aside to reveal Irish. "She needs your help..." "She doesn't need my help," Avery muttered. "I do not specialize in children." Her voice was strong and final, but Adriano notice the soft look she gave to Iris. "Take her to another doctor, I'm sure there are many of them in the city." "Miss Avery - Doctor Avery," he said, hurrying after her. "I will pay double of whatever your charges are..." Money was not an issue. She openly ignored Adriano and instead crouched beside Iris. "What's your name, dear?" "Iris." Came the small voice. "That is the first word she is saying today," Adriano said under his breath. He was surprised and in awe. It was the first meeting, and Iris had already spoken. That was something that nobody could do. That was a sign that Adriano was never going to ignore. He was going to do whatever it took to make this doctor accept Iris.AVERYI KEPT MY hands firmly around Iris's as we made our way out of the dilapidated bar. The whole area was dark and dim. Between me and Iris, I did not know who was more afraid, but I put on a bold font, held her hand firmly, and walked through the dark street."This way, ma'am," the hefty man who had approached us earlier said. He was suddenly very respectful, but I was still wary of him and his intentions.We got to the car and I unlocked it, making sure Iris was well strapped in the back seat before I turned around. The man was waiting, unsure of what to do.I cleared my throat, observing his body language. It was one of the perks of being a therapist, I often knew someone's mind just from how they stood or moved."I can drive you and the young lady home," he said."What is your name?" I asked."Enzo," he replied.There was no hesitation, and he kept a steady eye contact with me."Enzo," I repeated and he nodded. "I can drive you home while you comfort the young miss," he gestur
ADRIANO WAS BOILING with anger. His mind was reeling and all he could see was red fury as he advanced on Clarance. For a second, she seemed to shrink back in fear, but she took in a deep breath and tried to sidestep Adriano to gead Iris but the other muscular man propped a hand in her front, keeping her in place."You motherfucking bitch!" He growled, pointing at her. "You dare abduct my child.""She is my child too, in case you have forgotten," she countered. "I carried her in my belly for 9 months. You did not do anything that period except go to work, and throw money on me, like it would cover your offense of trying to ruin my body."Adriano turned to look at Iris to make sure that she was not hearing any of this, and he saw that Avery had covered the child's ears. He nodded gratefully before turning back to Clarance. "And you brought my child here? Of all places?" He looked around.Clarance chuckled and flipped her hair. "You are making my daughter depend on this lowlife bitch."A
AVERYADRIANO TOOK IN a deep breath."IT would be a big help," I stepped in. "Thank you."Martin looked at me like he was going to say something, but he swallowed his words after looking at Adriano again. Then he picked up his towel and hung it around his neck as he left the kitchen and went up the stairs.When we were alone, I took Adriano's hand to calm him down. M"Can I offer you anything?" The lady in apron asked in a small voice.I gave her a curt smile and shook my head. "No,"She scurried away without any other word."That bastard might be doing something else," Adriano growled. "Maybe he is calling the police-""We can just give him the benefit of the doubt," I said calmly. "He offered to help us, we should take his word for it." I looked up the stairs, wondering what Martin was doing, and if Adriabo was right and we were about to be arrested for trespassing and assault.After a few tense minutes, Martin came down. He wore some brightly colored shorts that made the red blotch
AVERY I KEPT MY HAND on his thighs and he relaxed at my touch. His fingers still drummed nervously on the steering, but his was was relaxed, and he was no longer overspeeding.We drove into a residential area of the city, away from the bustle and noise."How may I help you, sir?" A security guard asked, popping his head from a small window."I am here to see Mr Rossevelt," Adriano said calmly.That was Martin Roosevelt. Clarance's lover. Was Adriano here to see Clarance? I wondered.Perhaps he just wanted to inform her that Iris was missing. After all, she was the mother."Is he expecting you?" The security guard asked.Adriano shook his head.The security guard frowned slightly, but he knew he could not be disrespectful in any way, so he said, "May I have your I.D?"Adriano handed over his card and the guard's head popped back in. He ran some checks on the I.D, then he came out after a few seconds. He handed the card back to Adriano with a small ticket."Thank you, Mr Mancini," he s
AVERYAS SOON AS Adriano had called me, I knew something was wrong. I don't know whether it was the tone of his voice or whether it was my imagination that was planning for the worst, but even before he told me the news, I knew something had happened.So when he told me that Iris was missing, it came as a surprise but not a shock."What is it, Avery?" Emily asked.Adriano had ended the call mid-sentence. I knew he did not want me to get involved with anything, and he wanted to deal with it on his own, but I was not having any of that. I loved Iris as a daughter, too."Emily?""Hmm?" She asked, glancing at me briefly as we came to a halt in front of a red light."Can we put a rain check on the designer store?" I asked."What's going on?" She asked."Iris is missing," I sighed."Adriano's daughter?"I nodded, and she gasped, covering her mouth with her hands."How did it happen?" She asked.I shrugged. "I don't know. He did not give me the details before ending the call.""He cut the ca
ADRIANOIT DID NOT sound real in his head. It felt like it was another person. He looked around, seeing the worried faces of people gazing at him. Some women clutched their children tighter."I'm sure she must be around here somewhere," Mandy said. Her panic was not well-hidden underneath her voice as she spoke."I'm sure too," Joyce added. "I will organize every tutor. Or maybe she went to another floor."In a few minutes, it was clear that Iris was no longer in this building. She had disappeared."She never passed through the front door," Mandy said. "I have been watching here all day."Soon, all the officials were gathered in the lobby. Some policemen pulled into the parking lot too, but Adriano did not care for any of these procedures as the police men canvassed the surrounding area.He walked into the grand hall, looking around to see if he would see anything that belonged to Iris here. If she had been grabbed against her will, she would not have had the chance to pack her things