Chapter 8

Matteo.

 

“What do you mean you saw no one leaving the building?” My voice resonated in the room.

 

 

“Find her or I’m going to end you with my bare hands.” I ended the call. My eyes met with my wallet on the nightstand, with my cards and some cash poking out from it. Exactly the way I left it last night.

 

 

“Everything is intact, Boss. Only your workout clothes seem to be missing.” Charles said from behind me.

 

 

I tossed my phone on the bed, then slowly turned around to face him.

 

 

“Are you pissed because she left with nothing or………” Charles swallowed the rest of his words due to my glares.

 

 

“I’m sorry,” He said with his head low.

 

 

“I checked the CCTV. It was still very early and quite dark when she left. Only her silhouette was visible as she grabbed her purse from the couch."

 

 

“Where the hell did she come from? I have never seen her at that club.”

 

 

“I think she was recently employed, but I can dig deeper if you want me to.”

 

 

“Do you fear that she might go online and start some scandal?”

 

 

“All the valuables here are intact, but you think she would rather go online?” Having this convo with Charles was sincerely pissing me off. I have never in my life felt troubled over a fling.

 

 

This is my first time bringing a woman to somewhere closest to my personal space, and I get dumped?

I was used to waking up first and chasing away whoever I had spent the night with. Of course, that was after I had satisfied their expectations financially. Hell, I don’t even know her name.

 

 

Her ego was insane. I’m not sure she knew who I really was. That alone did not sit well with me.

 

 

Or was it the fact that I had with her, something I had never experienced, only to wake up to see that she had vanished? Did it not mean anything to her?

 

 

“I’m sorry, boss, but if that’s the case, I’ll make sure nothing gets out about you both and about last night.”

 

 

“I want every freaking detail about her before the end of today!”

 

 

Charles nodded at my request.

 

 

“Madam has also asked me to give you a reminder about  dinner tonight.”

 

 

I arched my brow. “It’s tonight?”

 

 

“Yes, Sir.”

 

 

“Let her know I’ve got important things to attend to. Contact Betsy. Let her send her flowers and the other stuff she likes.”

 

 

Charles’ lips moved, but no words came out.

 

 

“What?” I snapped.

 

 

“I don’t think that’s going to work this time.”

 

 

“Why?”

 

 

“I think we both know the answers to that, Sir. We know how madam can be when she’s being disobeyed.”

 

 

I heaved a deep sigh. “I’ll think about it. Just bring me all the details you can get on that lady!”

 

 

Charles bowed, then took his leave.

 

 

My phone buzzed, indicating that a message had come in. I leaned over, about to reach for it, when my eyes met with a small, uneven stain against the white linen.

 

 

My breath hitched.

 

 

The memories of last night filled my head once more.

 

 

Was this her first time??

 

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ISABELLE.

 

 

I felt a bit of pain as I slowly opened my eyes. Probably due to the dried tears in them. I had no idea how long I slept for, but I felt a bit better. My headache had subsided, but I could still feel soreness down there.

 

 

I mentally facepalmed.

 

 

I should have swallowed my pride and asked Sage what to do to make the soreness go away since she was used to these kinds of situations. But opening up to her meant I was never going to hear the end of it.

 

 

Besides, it doesn’t matter. Last night was never going to repeat itself aga……..

 

 

A picture of the stranger’s face while piercing himself inside of me flashed across my mind, causing me to press my sore thighs together.

A soft hiss escaped my lips, reminiscing pleasure, along with pain.

 

“I think I’m going insane.” I groaned with my face buried in my pillow.

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Being good has no rewards. Being a bad girl doesn’t fit me either. I might as well just poison myself. I mumbled as I pushed the duvet off my body and slowly rose to my feet.

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I had almost gotten to the kitchen when a heavy knock came through on the door. It was followed by a voice I didn’t want to hear, but it caused me to stop in my tracks.

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“I know you’re in there, babe. Just please open the door.”

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The audacity of men! He screwed my ex-best friend under my nose, and here he was at my door.

 

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The anger I thought I was over surged through me again.

 

 

“It’s not what you think, Isabelle. It’s you that I love.”

 

 

“Please just hear me out!” He pleaded at the top of his voice for me to hear him loud and clear from inside.

 

 

I heaved a deep sigh in a bid to push away the tears that welled up in my eyes. I limped back to my room in search of my phone.

 

 

I took it off the charger and powered it up. I hissed as multiple notifications popped up. Missed calls, voice messages, and texts from Sage, my mom, and Dave, with Dave topping the chat.

 

 

But something else caught my eye. Just one text from Aurora. I dismissed other notifications and clicked on her chat.

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“It’s so beautiful to have Dave’s child grow inside of me. Sadly, you would never experience that.”

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MATTEO.

 

“No one knows her name or where she hails from.”

 

 

“So I spent the night with a ghost?” I spat from where I was seated behind my desk.

 

 

It turns out that my irritation grew throughout the day because I’ve hardly done any work. All my mind could think of was that bitchy but innocent face. And the blood stain on the bed? Did I go too rough on her? I honestly need an explanation.

 

 

“The report you requested should be here soon, Sir. But I sent Jude to the bar to find out about her. They all swore that they had never seen her before.”

 

 

“What the hell?” My voice took over the room.

 

 

“So they now allow crazy souls into the vip section?”

 

 

Now that I thought of it, it just hit me that she seemed so confused the moment she stepped into the room. But no one dared to come close without authorization.

“Someone mentioned she was seen with the manager earlier that evening, but we’ve been unable to reach him.”

“I want that place shut down until they produce me that woman!”

 

 

Charles’ eyes went wide.

 

 

“This is the first time I've seen you all worked up about a woman that isn’t family. Do you by any chance know her from before?”

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