Chapter Eight.

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Your POV

The next time you woke up, you were alone, on a bed, in a different room. You blinked a few times so you could adjust to the light in the room. You find your phone beside you on the nightstand. Picking it up you check the time.

5:30 pm.

You sighed and put the phone down. After a while it beeped, signaling a new message. You picked up the phone nonchalantly.

Then your expressionless face turned to one of disgust.

The message was from Chandler/Damien.

'Chandler:

Hey you.

I've arrived.

How are you doing?

I miss you so much. I wish you were in my arms rn.

                                                     You:
                                               
                                  I'm glad you arrived safe.

Because I want to be the one to kill you.

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Luke's POV

I suggested that I and Chase tell Raelle about Chandler/Damien's original plan, but that was before he told me that I was going to be the one to speak. It was all too surreal. Mr. D'Caprio may be in a lot of trouble if Inspector Damien manages to catch him. I'll remember him in my prayers. Then there's Raelle who was shaking with anger about two hours ago. Chase insisted she was sad, but I just knew she was angry.

And during all my years with the D'Caprio's, I've learned that they are not people to be messed with.

I've seen the cute and lovely side of Chase, but I've also seen the ruthless side that doesn't digest nonsense too well. Mr. Ricardo is a different case entirely. He loves Chase and Raelle and will do anything to ensure their safety. And by anything, I mean everything.  Because, you know, Raelle is his daughter and Chase is the son of his sister who went missing along with her husband some years after the death of Rachel.

But then there's Raelle.

She is the most calm and collected among the three. She hasn't done anything ruthless yet, but today, I saw a different side of her. The kind that can destroy anything.

I just hope Inspector Damien has his shit together, because hell is about to break loose.

They say a broken man is dangerous, but I don't think they've met Raelle yet.

..............

I and Chase helped Natasha to clean the damaged room. Once we finished, I and Chase started our journey to the room Raelle was in. It was time to give her her medication.

"We have to tell her you know" I suggested again.

"Of course" Chase agreed, "You will"

"Me? I can't tell her" I complained.

"I won't be able to tell her either. And plus, you are older, meaning you are more experienced"

By now we were standing in front of the door.

"You are her cousin Chase. You tell her"

"Tell me what?" Raelle asked when she opened the door.

I guess we were loud.

"Luke will tell you" Chase concluded as he quickly brushed past her and into the room to avoid another objection from me.

I stepped into the room and Raelle closed the door.

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