Leila Reins is the younger daughter of John Reins, leader of the biggest criminal organization in LA. Her father married off her older sister Angie to Jason Bates, notorious mafia leader from New York. Somehow, Leila is 19 and still not married than...
-"She called?! What do you mean she called?" -Dylan's voice pierced through the villa early in the morning.
He was talking to Angie. He couldn't believe his ears. She called.
-"We are here working day and night to find her and she calls and is like hey guys I'm fine?!? What the actual fuck Ang?!" -Carmens eyes opened wide seeing Dylan this angry.
-"Did she at least say where she is? With who she is?" -he asked.
Seeing his eyes furrowing even more, Carmen assumed he didn't get the answer he hoped for.
-"No Angie. I don't fucking understand." -he was furious, so furious that Carmen didn't dare to move one inch from the place she was standing.
-"Were you at least able to get the approximate location of the phonecall?" -he knew it was a long shot but he had to start somewhere seeing that for weeks now they didn't find anything that can help them.
-"I see.." -his voice was desperate, low. He sat down on the couch running his hand through his hair. Carmen was looking at him trying to find a way to help. She went to the kitchen and poured him a cup of coffee bringing it to him. He was still on the phone, only glancing her way, nodding thankfully and focusing back to his phonecall.
-"We're dealing with a proffessional then. Just as I assumed." -he concluded.
-"What the fuck is he doing in Sacramento?" -his voice raised again. Carmen frowned. Sacramento...
-"I'll call him. Take care Ang." -he finally hung up throwing his phone in the fist of rage to the other side of the room. Carmen ran to pick it up and luckily it didn't break.
-"I...."-she started looking for a way to calm him down. But she had nothing clever to say so she sat next to him taking his hand in his. -"I'm so sorry about your friend Dylan."
-"I'll find her." -he was so sure of it. So determined. She nodded. -"Of course you will."
-"We'll find all of them." -he said remembering that she too was looking for her friends. -"But I don't think they're at the same place." -he said.
-"You don't?" -she was surprised.
-"No....whoever has Leila it was intentional. She was his target from the start." -he explained.
-"Oh...." -Carmen sighed. -"Why would anyone intentionally take her?" -she asked.
-"It's a long story, but she is a part of an important family. Her father is one of the most powerful man in the states."
-"Why isn't he the one looking for her then?" -she asked confused.
Dylan looked at her, dark circles around his eyes, he didn't have much sleep over the last month. And it's showing. But he was still handsome, even the dark circles suited him, she thought.
-"He isn't looking for her 'cause the fucker already knows where she is. It was his plan all along."-Dylan started. -"He married off his eldest daughter to gain more power and I assume he's going to do the same with the younger. But the thing about Leila...." -he said getting lost in his thoughts now even smiling...-"the thing about Leila is that she'll rather die than to be obedient...even to her father let alone the husband she didn't get to choose." But that smile soon faded from his face. -"I fear the worst Carmen..." -now he looked into her eyes desperate...-"I fear that they're going to hurt her. Kill her."
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That morning Leila didn't have the energy to get up from the bed. After a month of fighting and not letting herself to be seen as desperate, she felt like giving up. Hearing Angies voice didn't help like she thought it would. It backfired, she was now even more worried. But quickly she pushed the dark thoughts away focusing on being brave and showing the motherfucker what she's made of.
Her nephew is missing too. She couldn't allow herself to feel sorry for herself. She must do something. So she spent the whole morning in the bedroom thinking of the way she could help to save Jax.
-"My mother didn't raise no bitch." -she said to herself out loud. -"Even if she married one." -the hatered for her father grew. It was unforgivable. It was when he deciaded to marry off Angie...but Leila learned to live with it seeing that Angie accepted her marriage and even found love in it. The one thing that Leila could never do.
But taking Jax...that's the last drop.
So she thought about it. She thought about all of it. What are her possibilities? What does she have that she can use against him?
Nothing but herself.
She remembered the kiss from last night. He wanted her. But she couldn't yet read into his intentions. Does he want her because of her or he wants her because of her father. The answer should be clear as a day but somehow it still puzzled her. It's obvious that he's not in love with her but she intrigued him. She knew that much.
This she knows, and it's not a lot. Julian Hart is one tough mothefucker with money, army and power. He didn't get it by being a good guy, that's for sure. And it's not like he's the kind of guy that'll fell in love with the woman trading his ambitions and honor for the love. But....-she thought, but....every man from her world wants an obidient loving wife. And family. And that's something she could use to her advantage.
So she took a shower, fixed her hair, put even some make up on her face. She chose soft blue sundress with white flower pattern from her closed and when she tried it on it suited her perfectly.Costa Rican sun did good to her skin. Her hair was loose in waves and she couldn't recognize herself in the mirror. She smiled. A fake smile showing her perfect white teeth. She rolled her eyes seeing how fake she looked and acted but it was all for the sake of saving Jax and herself.
-"Where's Julian?" -she asked one of the guards seeing there is no one else at the house but them two.
The man looked at her confused by her appearance. She laughed inside. She did look innocent.
-"Mr. Hart is out of country. But he'll soon be back." -guard didn't gave her much information.
She turned away and rolled her eyes. All this trouble for the fucker not even being in this country, she thought. But she didn't let it get to her. So she smiled politely to the guard knowing very well that he's here first to stop her from escaping and then to spy on her. And she wanted all the information of her to be precise the one she chose.
Let the game begin Julian.
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