Their Time.

Chapter 16 - The Scare and Truth

The room is bathed in sunlight, with a cool breeze blowing in through the open window. A pleasant area with pillows and blankets, as well as book shelving.

With a bright smile and wide eyes, I spun around to face Holden. I squealed with delight as I jumped into his arms. Repeating thank you repeatedly.

"When did you do all of this? You've been so busy recently, and don't think I didn't notice that you bought me more books." In the end, I lightly slapped his shoulder because he knows I didn't like him spending money on me.

He responded with a chuckle, "I've taken a few hours off work, but not a lot, so don't worry. I wanted to make you something. Show you how important you are to me." By the time he finished speaking, I was in tears.

I haven't had somebody care about me in a long time. I had forgotten how it felt. But I feel like I owe him something.

All I've done is cook a supper, and he's done so much for me. I lowered my head, embarrassed.

This is not missed on him, as I can sense his troubled gaze on me.

I'm smitten with this girl and followed her about like a lost dog. She is extremely important to me.

I've never been gifted with words, so I rely on my abilities and financial resources to assist.

I know she doesn't like it when I spend money on her, but I'm still getting used to the way she makes me feel.

However, I do not purchase pricey items for her. She likes significant stuff because she isn't that kind of girl.

I understand why she is lowering her head. She's simple to read, and my "career" has improved my ability to read people.

I walked out of the room and into my room, where I sat on the couch with her in my lap. I'm not going to rush her because the last several days have been difficult for her.

I put her back on the bed after noticing she was sleeping again. And I changed quickly out of my work clothes, which were not particularly comfortable.

I eased her back into me by tucking her in and wrapping my arm around her waist. I felt sleep take over me as I nuzzled my face in her hair.

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I woke up at 5:30 this morning. It's currently 7 a.m. Vera is still asleep; she's never been up this early. Right now, I'm having the boys give me updates on their tasks.

Lynz was the first to arrive, as usual. Not wasting time, he gave me the rundown. "I managed to get some information from the other Italian сука. Apparently, the Don instructed 10 of his men to gain information about Vera and give him the reports."
сука=bitch

He hesitates before continuing, "It is confirmed that we have a mole."

I fight the urge to break everything near me. I lose, throwing the glass in my hand at the wall, screaming fuck.

"You need to stay calm. Don't give them what they want. They want you to get clouded by your emotions. Besides, Vera is still asleep. Don't wake her up like this."

Knowing he was right, I sat my ass down and silently thanked him. Taking his leave, he gave me a nod.

About 8 minutes later, Sayer came in. But not before knocking; they know better.

"I searched the house and every warehouse for bugs. I found a total of four. One in the kitchen, and one in each of our 3 warehouses. I had Eden give me the footage for the past month. I searched through it all and found nothing."

"It was obviously tampered with though; some parts were missing and there were glitches," he said.

I remembered what Lynx told me. I took a deep breath before responding, "What guards have been in the house this month? I want the names of every single one of them, and where they were instructed to guard."

After he left, Eden came in roughly 3 minutes later, probably hearing from Lynx that my patience was running very low today.

Not taking any time to waste, he started right away. "I tracked down Vera's mom. She left Arkansas 2 months ago. There was a sighting of her with the Italian don's right hand. There are rumors she's dating him, though it's unlikely as they both are not the committed type."

I felt very strong hatred for her before, but now I want to tear her apart and skin her alive. This fucking little крыса.
крыса= rat

"Where is she now?" I ask.

"Currently she is at the Italians' home base in Italy," he responded.

"For fuck's sake, how did she even get in contact with them? She's a low-life druggie?" I ask the question we're both wondering.

"I don't know, but I agree, it doesn't make any sense. The Italians never do anything unless it benefits them. Maybe they know she's Veras' mom?" He responded.

"If they do, we need to figure out who the mole is and fast. The more they give to Robert, the worse it will get." I tell him.

"I need you to not give anyone access to the security system. I don't want to hear someone fucking with them again." I told him sternly, and he nodded before leaving my office.

I leave as well, and head to the gym to relieve some stress and pent-up anger.

I turned over and checked the time on the alarm clock. My eyes widened at the time. Dang. I've never slept in till 11:30 before.

I wonder why Holden didn't wake me up.

I get out of bed and contemplate whether I should get ready for the day or not. It's almost already 12, plus I highly doubt we are going anywhere today.

I decide to do the least and brush my teeth and hair. Put on deodorant, lip balm, and perfume. I grab some socks, undergarments, boxers, and one of Holden's shirts.