𝑳𝑰𝑩𝑬𝑹𝑻À

𝟐𝟒. 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬

CHIARA:

I still feel sick.

Leandro hasn't let go of my hand the whole drive home. I think I also saw him cry earlier but I'm not entirely sure, I hope not.

When we left the store at least ten cars of Leandros men were outside. God knows what "code red" meant but I just hope they find the man who did this to me. Leandro hasn't asked any questions regarding his appearance yet but it's probably because he doesn't want to be insensitive.

Never in my whole life did I think something like this would happen to me, it's something I've feared my whole life. It's one of the very few reasons I hate being a girl, because to the male eye we're nothing but an object.

We pull up outside the house and Leandro stops the car. He hasn't talked once this whole journey and I have a strong feeling he's blaming himself for this, but it's not his fault. I've always believed everything happens for a reason in life, even the bad things.

Even this.

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But I don't think I've accepted it just yet. It will take a lot of time.

"I've got to call a meeting, if you feel comfortable with giving us a description now then I'll bring you with me. If not you can go to Arlette or wherever you want to go?" Leandro finally breaks the silence, stroking my hand.

"I think I can give you the description now." I answer with a subtle nod.

"Okay, any question asked that's too hard to answer just tell me ok?" I nod my head once again. This time he picks up my hand, slowly bringing it up towards his face, he gives me a look asking for permission which I grant before he places a kiss on my hand and brings it up to his forehead.

He finally lets go and helps me out of the car - well more like back into his arms. We enter the conference room and everyone rises before taking their seats again. Leandro places me on his lap on the big chair he always sits in, before he begins.

"As you have been informed, something devastating occurred between Chiara and an unknown male in the Westfield Jimmy Choo store. What this man did was truly unacceptable and he will be severely punished before he dies. I order for all other missions to be set aside until we find him."

"Chiara will now give us the best description possible." Leandro finishes, looking at me with an encouraging nod. I take his hand in mine before beginning.

"He was tall." I begin, my voice is still shaky but my words are clear nonetheless. "Maybe 6"0 6"1, he had dark brown hair. Like really dark almost black." I see Alejandro scribbling every detail down on his iPad.

"And it was slicked back with gel, he also didn't have hair on the sides of his head. He had tattoos coming up his neck but, but they were only finishing on his neck so I couldn't tell you what they were actually of." I look up to Leandro to make sure I'm giving enough information.

"You're doing great Chiara, anything else?" His words of reassurance make me feel a bit better as I try to remember anything else.

"Brown eyes. Quite light, wearing a suit." The men nod, taking in all of my information.

"That's all." I finally say, there's nothing else I can recall.

"Well done Chiara." Leandro whispers into my ear, I think he was about to place a kiss on my head but stopped himself.

"I want all the CCTV footage from the store including the outside parking lot too. We'll need extra security around the house and I want at least ten files of possible men on my desk by tonight." Leandro says standing up, all his men nod in understanding of their job.