His Queen (18+)

Chapter VIII

THE BATTLE

Deal with it,
boy you got to, I don't want you,
do what you want, but just deal with it,
'cuz I'm so over you.

***

CHAPTER VIII

*****

THE ELEVATOR RIDE back up to my apartment was silent and filled with a flurry of conflicting thoughts and emotions. If there was one thing I was sure of though, it was the fact that whether I felt bad for Daniel or not, I was still immensely overjoyed with how everything worked out.

If I were being honest, I didn't know what I would do without Mateo.

On that thought, the elevator doors pinged open and I stepped out of it onto our floor.

I walked down the hall towards our apartment and twisted the handle open, allowing us access into the warm hallway. I continued into the home after closing the door, wanting to get something to eat from the kitchen but suddenly froze in my tracks at the sight before me.

The kitchen wasn't separated from the sitting room so whenever the kitchen lights were switched on, the living room was also illuminated. The real problem came because I remembered never switching on any lights in the house before I left, yet there was a soft glow coming from the sitting room and spilling out into the hallway.

It was either I had extremely bad memory, or someone had come into the home and switched on my lights. My mind went back to the door and a crippling fear coursed through me once I realised that the door was unlocked once I had walked in but I was certain that I had locked it with my keys while leaving.

My heart thudded harder in my chest upon the realisation and I found myself unable to breathe or move in a house with an undefined amount of intruders in it. I stared wide-eyed at the window on the opposite side of the hallway, frozen in fear as I clutched Mateo to my chest harder.

Then they began to speak.

“Fuck! Where could she have gone, Jude? Where?”

The man's voice was angry and loud, but it came out muffled by the wall, giving me a sense of relief knowing that there was some kind of barrier between us.

“I don't know but I'm fucking tired of waiting,” his companion, probably Jude, replied, sounding just as angry as his colleague. I heard him let out an obnoxious sigh before he spoke. “She's bound to be back soon though. The only thing we can do is stay here until she shows up.”

“I've got things to be doing!” a third voice joined the conversation, making the fear I felt peak. There were three of them.

“I do too, but boss is going to kill us if we don't bring them to him,” the same Jude said. “They're his and he's not going to stop sending us until we finally bring them. Better get her now than later.”

There was silence between the three of them that were vocal before they all made sounds of agreement and stopped talking all together.

I, on the other hand, was on the verge of a breakdown. They were looking for both me and Teo. Why? For what? What did they want us for?

My father suddenly popped back into my head and I found the realisation slowly dawning on me because he was right. Even after what Daniel had done to me, he wasn't my biggest enemy.

The guy that had sent these men to my home was. He was the same man that was searching for me when I was with Daniel so he wasn't playing around. It couldn't have been anyone else except him.