Restoring Hope

9. coming for you❤️‍🩹

Power P.O.V

Where the fuck did she go?

After she ran away I didn't have time to go after her, as I had to go to Italy for some important business. So I sent some of my men after her. No luck.

"Che cazzo vuoi dire che è scomparsa?" (What the fuck do you mean she disappeared?) I asked one of my men on the other end of the phone. "Lei è introvabile capo. Abbiamo guardato ovunque." (She is nowhere to be found boss. We looked everywhere.) He said.

How the hell do you lose a human as beautiful as her?

It's been a week now since she ran and since I've been in Italy. Little miss Moore is apparently very good at disappearing. "Non c'è traccia di lei." (There is no trace of her.) He continues. I don't respond for a second, my jaw ticking as I feel my anger rising. Wait, no trace? Did they even try to track my car that she took?

"Hai rintracciato il fottuto chip sulla mia macchina?" (Did you track the fucking chip on my car.) I asked agitatedly. "No sir, we-"

I hung up the phone. I fucking hate new recruitments. They act so fucking clueless.

"Justin." I call out, turning around to see him sitting in my chair, spinning around like an idiot. "Yes boss?" He asks while immediately standing up, knocking him and the chair over causing me to pinch the bridge of my nose in frustration. If this was anyone else they'd be either fired or dead.

"Call for my jet. We're leaving." I say, sending him a pointed look as he was about to question me. "Yes boss." He nods before walking out my office.

Walking down the hall, I enter her room. She lays still, skin the palest I have ever seen. The only thing letting me know she's still alive is the heart monitor and her opened eyes.

I walked over to her bed. I reach and stroke her hair, it's always been long and silky but it used to be healthier and thicker. Bending slightly, I kiss her forehead, my lips lingering there for a few seconds.

I stand back up, clearing my throat. "I love you" I say. Knowing she's not able to respond, I continue, "I'll be back soon." I walk out her room door to refrain from breaking down in front of her. Outside her door, I tell the guards to guard her door with their life. If anything happens to her I'll hang them by their dicks.

Clearing my thoughts, I walk to my room and throw some clothes in a bag. How was tracking my car not the first thing they though of? Idiots I swear. That's the first thing anyone would think of when trying to find someone.

I take my in-home elevator up to my roof to see the jet ready. Walking in it I see Justin sprawled out on my couch with his shirt tied in a knot above his belly button, shades hanging low on his nose as he sips some red wine through a straw. "Oh you've come at last, darling." He says in an attempted seductive female voice. Fucking moron.

Ignoring him I walk to the back of the jet and lay down resting my eyes. I think of a plan until I eventually doze off.

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"It looks like when she left she went straight to this address," Xavier says as he looks at the recent locations from my car. He may be stupid sometimes but he's a fucking whiz when it comes to technical shit.

"Alright load it up everyone and let's go." I say walking out the door to my car. Hopping in my car, Justin slides in the passenger seat and Lucas and Andre in the back. I told Xavier and Tyrone to stay behind, I can't take all my trusted guys with me at once.

"Tell Xavier to send the address." I tell Justin as I pull out my garage. Justin types the address in the gps and we start our route.

30 minutes later we pull up to a house. Everyone gets out the vehicle and stands behind me as I turn around to face them. "Va bene ascolta. Tieni gli occhi aperti e non uccidere nessuno. Eventuali sospetti vivi saranno portati nel seminterrato. E indipendentemente da qualunque cosa accada, non danneggiare Moore in alcun modo. Se la trovi, avvisami immediatamente." (Okay listen. Keep your eyes peeled and don't kill anyone. Any live suspects will be taken to the basement. And no matter what happens, don't harm Moore in any way. If you find her, notify me immediately.)

They all nod as we silently make our way into the house. Upon entering the house further I notice how trashed it is. Beer bottles everywhere, undergarments laid out all over the place, as well as used condoms. Dirty needles and powder on the table. These people are sick.

Me and Justin make our way upstairs with Lucas and Andre following. We take the door to the right as the other two take the door to the left. I quickly scan the room to see that it's empty.

Walking in further I see a picture frame on a desk. Immediately I see her. So beautiful. In the picture it's what I'm assuming her parents in the back. A little girl on the dads shoulders who I'm assuming to be the little sister, another girl who looks the same age as Moore and....a guy. They're like photograph copies of each other, only differencing in height, build, and gender.

"Boss you need to come see this." Lucas calls out. I take my eyes off the picture and quickly look over her room once more seeing how inhabitant and plain it looks.

I walk over to the other room and over to a closet where both guys are staring in. Looking down there's a puddle of dried blood with shoe marks in them. I quickly turn around and scan the room seeing a large portrait of the little girl who was on her dads shoulders in the picture. Her little sister.

Quickly pulling out my phone I click on Xavier's number as I make my way down the stairs and out the front door. "Send me the location of the nearest hospital and a record of emitted patients within the past week." I say before ending the call as me and the guys hop back in the car.

I'm coming for you Bella.

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