The Debt of Love {The Fractured Hearts Series Book 1}

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𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘿𝙚𝙗𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚

𝙄𝙣𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙩 008

𝘼𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙤'𝙨 𝙋𝙤𝙫

I looked at the scattered file on my desk with confusion as i gripped my head in my hands. Yasir's case is giving me sleepless nights even if it's just one night sleep I have missed. Since I came back from the hospital with Antonio, I've been trying to find his exact location but I can't even seem to know where he is right now. This is so fucking annoying!

I groan, hitting the table with my clenched fist. I really need a break from all of this shit, Antonio and perhaps Lit would help me in this case cracking. I grabbed my phone to check the time as I stood on my feet, five thirty pm? I guess I ain't gonna have night rest then. I walked towards the door, grabbing the doorknob twisting it as I walked out of the study. I walked into the kitchen to grab a glass of water when I saw a shadow lurking around in the darkness.

The fuck? Who dares to break into my home at this hour of the day and I didn't even come to notice? It isn't time for the maids and hitmen to resume, right? I hit the wall a little hard, as it brought out a revolver I had kept there in case of emergencies. Apparently, I keep guns in every corner of my house because people tend to follow me because of my business line. I tiptoed into the kitchen with the gun by the side of my face.

"Hello Brother" Lionel's voice chirped. Really? Sneaking into someone's house at midnights? How the fuck did he even get here?

"Hello to you too" I said giving him an unamused look. What the fuck is wrong with him?

"Not even scared? What kind of strength do you have in you?" He asked. I ignored what he had just said as I threw the revolver on the kitchen island. I really need a water right now.

"Why are you up anyway?" He asks as I shoot him a glare. "Why are you in my house anyway?" Realizing it was a rhetorical question, he let out a scoff as he paved way for me. I opened the cabinet, grabbed a glass and walked towards the basin. I turned the tap on,placing the glass underneath it as the water poured into the cup.

"Is it about Yasir Mahn you're awake or the pedophile?" His question gets my attention. I turned around to face him as I gulped down the glass of water. "It's about both of them" I said dropping the glass cup in the basin

"I thought you left for Mexico already" I finally let out the question lurking 'round in my brain for a while now. "I may or may not have gotten a call from Dad. He is expecting us at Italy in two weeks time or sum" He explained. What does he mean Dad is expecting us in two weeks time? I haven't even carried out the assignment I have. My schedule is getting tighter day by day! This is fucking gonna drag me nuts.

"That would be very hard to be very honest" I said. "He could have atleast told me about it like a month ago. You know giving a month's notice or something? My schedule is very tight" I explain.

"What do you mean your schedule is very tight? What the fuck do you have on your plate?" He queries in a very firm voice. Now he is getting all older brother on me now!

Fuck him!

I sighed, walking out of the kitchen going to the sitting room. I plopped down on the sofa as he joined me.

"I thought for a second you were walking out on me. Hah! I would so much hit you" He jokes making me raise my left eyebrow up. "Hit me?" I ask.

"Si" He responds making me chuckle. Asshole!. "Anyways, Antonio and I have carried out some shitty things out and I'm somehow regretting it now" I start. Lionel's eyes widened at my statement and if I say I know the reason why his eyes is so widened? Then I'm a fucking lier.

"What did y'all do? Am I going to become an uncle?" He asks. The fuck does he mean?

"No,no,no,no,no,no,no!" I shake my head simultaneously denying the fuck he just said right now. Of course he is gonna think that! He's fucking Lionel.

He grew confused at my action as he asks, "The fuck do you mean no?  Pensé que se habían follado a algunas azadas? ¿Qué quieres decir con que entonces hicisteis algunas cosas de mierda?" I chuckled at his ridiculousness. Gee! Lionel is such a clown

[Translation: I thought y'all fucked some hoes? What do you mean by that y'all did some shitty stuffs then?]

"Doing some shitty stuffs doesn't mean we fucked some hoes! We did some shitty stuffs not fucked some hoes" I explain. He gave me an unamused look crossing his arm around his chest, "What's the difference?" He asks.

I inhaled and exhaled sharply getting fed up of explaining shits to him, "Lionel, remember the execution of the family we carried out a week ago or sum?" I asks. He nods, humming along. Atleast he is listening.

"Well, Antonio gave me the news yesterday. The news that in a million years to come, I'd still now give a fuck about, that the daughter of the family is still alive" I explain. Lionel seem to straighten up his sitting position as he listened attentively.

"We picked her up from the hospital and now she is in some room in my house" His eyes widened at my statement as a smirk found it's way to his face. "You mean she is upstairs in your house right now?" He asks as if he didn't hear me the first time.

"Si" I reply as his smirk grew into a wide grin. "Then my problem is solved" He exclaims. "My hunt for some striper or should I say hoe for the club I run back at Mexico is all over" He adds.

"You run a strip club?" I ask becoming some confused of the current situation. "Of course! When last did you actually paid me a visit?" He asked making me feel guilty. I'm definitely a bad brother to him.

"Look, That girl up there isn't for any strip business okay? She is gonna help us in the apprehending of  Cole" I say. "The pedophile?" He asks. I nod my head to his question. I turned my neck to where the clock was hung on the wall to check what the time says.

"6:49? I've gotta go have my bath. I'd be back in a jiffy!" I excused myself as I walked up the stairs finding my way to my room. I really need a bath.........