Sweet Girl (BWWM)

Chapter Thirteen

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Iyesha Arden.
He had finally cut my zip ties, after four— almost five full days of torment. I think he had definitely broken a rib or two. My body ached and my stomach rumbled. I still had not eaten—
I was definitely more mad about being deprived of food.

As each second passed I asked where Santo was and what was taking him so long. Was he even looking for me? I wanted to go home, I missed Romeo so bad. There was even a moment where I was wondering how my mother was doing.

Fumbling with my rose quartz seemed like the only thing that kept me sane. Four days had begun to feel like four years as I sat in this room alone. No one to keep my company except for my own thoughts— they had began to torment me as well.

Each time the door creaked open, I flinched. That man was evil, it was like each time he saw my face he wanted to hurt me. Maybe my snide comments had really pressed his buttons a little too hard. Pushed him a little too far.

The door was suddenly opened, revealing that damned man. I didn't even want to know his name.
"Seems like your boyfriend has forgotten all about you."
His voice laced with venom. I ignored him, my fingers playing with my necklace.

"Say something."
He demanded. But I still ignore him.

His hands inched closer to my body and then it snatched my rose quartz from my neck. I gasped as it was thrown to the ground before he stomped on it.

I could feel my eyes watering and I quickly wiped them. I did not want to let him see me cry.
"Humph. You'll have to find something else to do."
He left the room.

But my eyes were no longer on his, my eyes were fixed upon the red blinking light that danced amongst the shards of broken gem stone.

Furrowing my eyebrows together I picked up the dot smaller than a microchip before placing it back down as the light suddenly switched colors. The blinking light was no longer red, it was now green.

Picking it up again, I placed it in my bra. What ever it was— maybe it would lead Santo to me.
•••••••

Santo "Saint" Genovese
" I got her."
Luciana spun his laptop to face me, the radius of our search growing smaller and smaller until it pin pointed a single complex.

Four days, 15 hours. I could only imagine what my sweet girl could be enduring. It was beginning to eat away at me that I had put her in harms way.

"You got who?"
Giuseppe found his way into my study. Who even invited him into my home?

"No of your fucking business."
I gritted out before signaling for Luciano to close his laptop.

"Hope it's that girl that has you so distracted from your marriage. Where ever she is. Let her stay there."
I could feel blood begin to pump faster through my veins. Something was telling that my father was just as guilty as Walter and Gabriella.

I still had a question. How did they know where she was going to be at what time? How did that know what gas station to be waiting at?

"Nothing is distracting me from my marriage. Whatever is going on in this room has nothing to do with you."
My tone flat, I wanted him gone. I just wanted to be able to hold Iyesha in my arms again.