Ricardo was agitated, he didn't stop shouting at his men for being so careless. They had one job, and they failed “Relax, my men are working on this,” Marcus said assuredly, hoping Ricardo could calm down. He was driving the car like a lunatic, and he didn't stop at the traffic lights he was supposed to“Did you track down who did this… I want his head,” Ricardo said angrily, he thought everything remained in Italy. He came to Paris to start a new life far away from the past. Unfortunately, that wasn't likely to happen“The text he sent was via private number… it's hard to trace it, but I'm trying, and my men are trying okay,” Marcus said as he fixed his eyes on his laptop. He wasn't going to work with Ricardo asking him questions “I don't need fucking trying, damn do it…if I find him, he'll regret messing with me,” Ricardo growled with rage that Marcus felt his deep tone ringing in his ears. Of course, he had such a hot temper. Occasionally Marcus wondered who was more deadlyHis f
Alana found out the man was Rocco. A weird name for a man like him. He had a devil-may-care outlook and a stellar smile. An earthy scent swirled around him. His dark silver eyes were a-dazzle with wonder over a friendly smile. He moved with a leopard-like grace. A little frightening, but she hated it. Especially the way he looked at her“Who are you, what do you want from me?” Alana asked, she wanted to know who he was. Why did he have her locked up? The man let out a lazy yawn and glanced at her with a nonchalant look“Your only crime is being married to him,” he muttered coldly and averted his eyes away. Alana was irritated, Especially the way he didn't make things clear. He gave her food and she refused. She tried to escape and he caught her. The most strange thing was that he didn't even tie her up like beforeHis eyes were alert and fixed on the door as if he were waiting for someone, Alana was startled when someone kicked the door open and to her shock, it was Ricardo who stood
“Sir, don't worry, madam will be fine…her wound was not thoroughly cleaned; hence she suffered an infection,” the doctor said to Ricardo and gave him the reports. Alana was half sitting on the narrow bed, unsure of what to do. It wasn't her fault, he didn't know anything about being a doctor, and he ended up causing even more harm. It had been three days since she got hurt and the wound was getting worseRicardo had no choice but to rush her to the hospital for proper medical care “Thanks, doctor,” Alana heard Ricardo say to the doctor, and he left the room. “This isn't necessary,” Alana remarked with a frown, averting her eyes from him. The doctor treated her wound and gave her an injection to make her feel better. Ricardo walked closer to the bed and bent down to look at her“If this wasn't needed…then you should have said so…unfortunately I can't stand you,” he muttered disdainfully when Alana glanced up at him. He was so outspoken. He liked speaking his mind. “And I didn't ask
Ricardo was bothered, Alana was getting too comfortable with him. He didn't like the idea of having her choose clothes for him as if she were his wife. On the other hand, Dennis couldn't help but think his boss was looking a lot different. Even Alana saw that, as soon as they reachedRicardo was the first one to step out. Alana got a ride from him because Marcela “Wow, is it just I or air looks dashing,”“I know right, so good-looking,” Alana heard some female standing by the reception say when Ricardo and her walked in and proceeded to the elevator. Of course, she didn't see Brigitte anywhere. But hearing all the employees admiring him. Ricardo was bothered. Especially because Alana said to his face earlier. They reached his office and Ricardo stripped off his coat and tossed it away.Alana walked up to his desk and poured him some coffee. Dennis only took some files and left right away“What's for today,” Ricardo asked Alana as soon as he settled down and folded his shirt sleeves t
Alana wasn't sure why she was giving the man the attention he asked for. But truth be told, she wanted to know why he kidnapped her. What his relationship with Ricardo was“Let's just say, I was bewitched by your beauty, my little angel,... I'm a helpless romantic... maybe I watch too many mafia films, I only had an idea of kidnapping the beauty who stole my heart,” Rocco said with a grin and slowly stirred his coffee. Alana didn't like how he looked at her with those eyes. His personality was a little complicated. Especially when he was always smiling and calling her an angel. She agreed to meet him privately; hence she was guided to the second floor where she discovered they had private VIP rooms “I'm not here for laughs, tell me why a so-called prestigious man like you abducted me…aren't you afraid of getting your reputation tainted?” Alana asked shrewdly, she was bothered by his behavior, Especially after she witnessed Ricardo and him having each other by the neck. The man took a
“I don't understand…how did this happen…how come all our suppliers ran out,” Ricardo was in disbelief as he checked all his suppliers and none seemed to have what he was looking for. Dennis stood beside him with his head bowed, he made a thorough investigation and someone powerful ordered more gems“Sir, I invited Andre over. He's our main supplier… he never sells anything without informing you first” Dennis said, he wasn't sure how things turned out so bad. “Did you find out who exactly did this…who made more money than me,” Ricardo said, glancing up at Dennis and shoving the file away. Dennis was a little hesitant to say anything. He had stayed up all night trying to find out who exactly decided to be his boss's rival, but to no avail. Dennis was about to answer when Mrs. Marks walked in, immediately Ricardo shifted his gaze to the woman standing away from him with her head lowered“Sir, Mr. Andre is here,” Mrs. Marks informed, Ricardo was relieved to hear that. Only Andre could gi
Alana left Santiago's room after trying to talk to him. The nurse didn't come since it was the weekend; hence she decided to try starting a conversation with him. Unfortunately, Santiago treated her like air. Alana concluded, Santiago was able to talk, but something was stopping him. He was intelligent and could read people effortlessly. He was observant of things and the people around him. Something which most adults failed to do, a child did easily, “Was he in an accident…or was he born that way?” Alana fired Mrs. Marks with countless questions. She was eager to know everything about Ricardo's son, what exactly made him unable to talk. Was he born mute or something else“I'm afraid, it's something only Sir knows,” Mrs. Marks replied politely, Alana didn't mean to push things. But she wanted to help“Alright, you can go,” she waved the lady off, Mrs. Marks nodded and left the room. Alana was sitting on the bed with her eyes fixed on the computer.“This rascal is the president of suc
"You look pale and somewhat worried…everything okay?" Brigitte asked while they stepped out of the car, Alana shook her head and draped the silver chain of her purse over her shoulder and gestured for the driver to wait"I'm fine, I called you to meet me because I need Help," Alana said as both women headed towards the entrance of the boutique they came to. It was mid-afternoon, and the sun was at its fun peak. Even so, the cool breeze was refreshing and slightly blew her floral dress"You need some lady time huh…well you got the right woman for the job," Brigitte said mischievously and elbowed Alana as both women chuckled and held hands and proceeded insideAlana was a little worried about finding something good to wear. Ricardo seemed serious about everything "Bonjour Caroline," Brigitte said to the lady who was busy talking to some customers, immediately he saw them. The lady smiled and walked up to them"Aha, long time no see Mrs Suarez…it's an honor to see you again," the lady