Chapter27

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"The phone won't open." Lorenzo's voice is heard making my head snap to the door. Nobody knows how to fucking knock anymore.

"Hire a professional," I say bluntly as I go through some email busying myself so, I won't just go and take her. I need to restrain myself from doing it every single day. I want to see her face. 

"Arosio. What do you think I have been doing? Three people tried, but it won't open." He says as he takes a seat, "It was programmed for self-destruction." Cleaver. Whoever did this is very clever. How long? How long until I get my hands on them and all of their courage will leave their soul?

"And what about cameras?" I ask, still not looking up.

"Yes, cameras are now installed inside the mansion as well." I hadn't had any cameras inside the mansion that's why somebody betrayed me right under my nose. They think they can just fool me.

"Fingerprints?"

"There is only Roselyn's fingerprint, no one else's in that note." Great. Now, I will have to go through every man that works in the estate.

My eyes narrow as I stare at the computer screen. An orphanage sent me an email to thank me for my donations? I haven't donated anything? And how did they get my personal email address? Hannah, she must have given them my email. Why did I hire a dumb girl like her as my assistant who walks around passing out my email? She needs to be properly trained and should be aware of what she should and should not do. The email clearly states the donation was given by me since my name is written in capital letters.

I hear rushed footsteps enter my office. Before I can yell to get the fuck out I notice the frantic state of Dorian.

"Roselyn is in High Club." He states controlling his fast breathing.

What? High Club? What is she doing there? That is not just a normal club, it's dangerous. And not just anyone gets an entry in that club. She can't have gone there by herself but what if she went with somebody else? My hand clenches. No man or woman who goes there is innocent. 

"Are you sure?" I stand up from the chair without having to think more.

"Yes. I have been following her tracker since she was gone. And she is in the High club? She flew to the city just today, in fact. But the men who were looking after her said she hasn't been seen outside the apartment ever since she moved to her new apartment." What the hell is going on?

"Something is not right. Get the driver and few men ready, we have to go there." I say and Dorian leaves.

"Are you going to take her if she is there?" Lorenzo questions. Why is everybody asking me the same questions when I told them I won't for some time? I'm giving her as much time as I can to live a normal life as possible. But I know it's only a matter of time before I lose my control.

"No." Lorenzo follows me as I walk outside.

Something is wrong.

She can't be here, I think looking at the club. Why would she be? The bouncers nod as we walk inside the club. The music is blasting, and there red and blue lights are everywhere.

"Where is she?" She is nowhere to be seen on the dance floor or at the bar. A normal girl like her isn't allowed to enter the VIP section either. But, the tracker can't be wrong.

Dorian walks looking at his phone and I follow him. Lorenzo sits outside at the bar to keep an eye on everything else. 

My heart stutters seeing where he is walking. He turns to the left where a hallway is there which leads to an area with few rooms. He stops outside a door and my hand shakes as I hear moans coming from the other side. Their moans are so loud that even the music couldn't suppress them.

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