Chapter Eleven

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Your POV

The flight was quite tiring but you were glad that those two cooperated and got on the plane. They didn't make a fuss, probably because they knew what was on the line. You walked out of the airport surrounded by your body guards. You breathed in the cool London air before you all filled in the three dark blue jeeps that were waiting to pick you all up. You were all headed to the last address.

Although you wanted to remain spiteful, you astounded by the beauty of London. You had been to a lot of different places but not London. There were still some castle-looking buildings that just added to the beauty of the place. You would have loved to enjoy the view much longer but John reminded you of the task at hand.

"We are almost there, Boss." You nodded in acknowledgement. You pulled out your phone from your bag and called Chase. then You added Luke to the call.

"How is it going over there?" You asked.

"They are cooperating just fine,and no one has noticed a thing." Chase said.

"Good. What about you, Luke?"

"Same. Everything is under control."

"Be safe, Raelle." Chase said.

"I will. None of you should die." You said.

"I'm not dying yet, Raelle." Luke said.

"Luke, if you die I'm going to kill you myself." Chase said.

"Baby, I'm not going to leave you." Luke said.

"I love you, Luke." Chase said.

"I love you to-"

"Okay! okay!" You interrupted them. "Nobody will die. Stay alert. Bye."

"Bye."

"Bye."

Click.

"We are here." John said.  You averted your gaze from your fingers and to the house standing beside you. It was a pretty bungalow that was secluded in the midst of rose bushes and gardens. It was painted white and had a small picket fence. It was beautiful.

"Let's move." You said and got out of the car. You all walked towards the front door in your heavy black attires. You knocked twice.

"Coming!!" A voice sounded from inside. Soon, a young girl came to the door. She had
brown short curls that rested on her shoulders. Her head phones were around her neck, she had dim blue eyes and she had thin lips. She was pretty. Too bad.

"You all are?" She asked in a petite voice.

"I'm your brothers friend, Raelle." You smiled. "He's coming here later today, so we thought that we should surprise him."

She was beaming. "You're the girl that Damien and mum are always talking about."

"Really?"

"Yes. Come in." She opened the door completely and stepped aside. We all entered the house and the guys spread out and took a position around the house.

"What's going on?"

"Go call your mum, John, please follow her."

"She calmly walked deeper into the house alongside John. Soon, they emerged again with an elderly woman. She had long brown hair and pale blue eyes.

"Who are you all?" The woman asked as she pulled her daughter closer to her side. You sat on the white couch in the middle of the room and crossed your legs.

"We're friends of your son. We'll be here up until he arrives. Don't worry." You said.

"I'll call him and cross check." She said. "Aliyah, go and get my phone-"

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