Italian Obsession

Chapter 120

Maverick

I barely saw Mya. Whenever I had time off, she seemed to be busy with the wedding planner, venues or spending time with Callie.

"Mav?"

"What?"

Dale scowled. "What's going on, man?"

"I don't know."

"Are you having second thoughts?"

"I began to slowly change my mind, but I really don't know now. Mya is hardly home, and she has been acting really strange when I do see her ."

"I'm sure it's the stress between planning the wedding and other things."

"Maybe. But I'm going home, it's getting late."

"Need me to drive you home? You've had a few too many drinks, Mav."

"No, I'm good."

Not surprisingly, Mya's car was not in the driveway when I got home. It was until I noticed a note that was on the kitchen counter: Hey babe, I had a long day today. Staying at your sister's tonight. See you tomorrow! :)

I should believe her, but at this point, I had no reason to trust her. I called my sister and she answered quickly. "Hey, Mav."

"Hey."

"Are you okay?"

"Is Mya there?"

"No, why?"

"I got home and saw a note that she was at your house."

"I haven't seen her all day."

"Do you know where she could be?"

"She said something about hanging out with some of her friends."

"Who is it?"

"I think she said their names were Lia and Nichole, but I'm not 100% sure."

"Hmm, interesting. Thanks, Cal."

"Sure."

"Call me tomorrow if you hear anything from her."

"I will, Mav. Goodnight."

Scowling, I scrolled through Facebook until I found one of her best friend's profile. Without any hesitation, I called Clara.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Clara."

"Who is this?"

"It's Maverick."

"Oh, hey! Your Mya's fiancé, right?"

"Yes."

"Hi, can I help you?"

"Do you have any other friends named Lia or Nichole?"

"I've never heard of them. It's only Olivia, Hailey and I who are really her best friends. Why? Did something happen?"

"She didn't come home and left a note saying that she was at my sister's but she's not. She told my sister about hanging out with some of her friends."

"Yeah, we don't know any Lia or Nichole. Sorry."

"Okay, thanks."

"What did Mya do?"

"I just haven't heard from her, and she hasn't been home for the last two days."

"I have her location if you want me to check."

"Please do."

"Give me a second."

"Thanks."

"It's 394 Sycamore Avenue."

"Great, thanks Clara."

"Sure, let me know what happened?"

"I will."

I hung up and looked the address up. I did not even need to put it in my GPS. He has no idea what is about to happen to him right now.

As I parked on the side of the road, I saw her walking with JJ. Not only did he have his arm around her, but they kissed. That son of a bitch.