CHAPTER 13

DUANTE'S POV

I couldn't sleep. I loathed these feelings, I didn't want her to go away. She missed her family. She didn't say a word. But I could feel it. She would never say.

I raked my finger softly in her hair. She looked more beautiful in her sleep. Her skin felt so tender beneath my calloused fingers.

I had checked on the security. She'd be safe. Everything was going according to as I planned. I planned to go on the same day on our same private plane. She didn't need to know this. I would do what would be best for her. Zhang would be her shadow there. My finger halted, feeling the soft skin of her head.

With Tann and Ricky's death, I was considering her to be safe. I trusted the wrong person. He knew everything about me, I could never know anything about him, Not even his so-called family. My new enemy knew more than he should. He would meet his death. Soon.

I had scanned every note, and documents in Tann's house. I got o