His Slave (BWWM) *MATURE CONTENT*

13. Taken

August Alsina as Jordan

Warning, this is just a filler chapter so it won't be too long but there will be plenty of information, emphasis on plenty. Anyway, yall may or may not hate me after this chapter, but I'll still love you guys and that's all that matters lol.

Lorenzo's POV

I knew Rocky was pissed off and probably wanted nothing to do with me but she's been ignoring me for two weeks straight now. The tracking device I placed in the earrings I gave her for her birthday had been thrown into random places and I was starting to get worried that something could've happened to her. But the other part of me just assumed when she was ready to come home, she would.

"Caro."

I groaned in annoyance as I faced the one person that I could possibly hate more than my father.

"Don't call me that, and I've told you plenty of times that you can't just come here whenever you please." I said while trying to control my breathing.

The only people who I didn't mind calling me caro was my mother and Rocky. Even before Rocky I would never let Marie call me that.

"But I'm your future wife caro-"

"Marie, shut your slutty ass up. I know damn well that that bastard child you're carrying isn't my brother's so stop your shit and get the fuck out of his house." Frankie said while walking towards the center of my office.

"Caro, are you going to let him talk to me that way? Me, your future bride and the mother of your child-"

"You are nothing to me!"

It was the truth.

"Listen Marie and listen to me real good. I want nothing to do with you at all. The only woman for me is Rocky and that's how it will remain. As for the child, if it's mine I will get full custody and you can come for weekly visits."

"You're crazy if you think I'll let you have full custody. There's no way in hell that a judge would pick the father over the mother."

"Correct. Unless the father were to show evidence of the mother being unfit to raise a child due to low income and proof of an on again off again relationship with drugs and alcohol."

"You wouldn't dare." She gasped while staring at me in a different light.

"I won't tell you again putanna, leave my brother's house." Frankie interjected.

We watched as Marie snatched her purse and headed towards my door.

"You'll both regret this." She said before making her way out of my office.

I released a huge sigh as Frankie stood across from me.

"Lorenzo stop bitching and go find your woman. Whether she left you or she was fucking kidnapped, that's your woman. You care about her like you say you do, prove it. All your moping is starting to bum me out and you're about one more sob story away from me putting a cap up your ass. Based on what you told me and the fact that we found her phone in the garden, I'm assuming someone took her, forcefully. So instead of being a pussy ass bitch, put on your big boy mafia pants and go get your girl." He said before leaving me to my thoughts.

For the first time in my life, my brother was giving me helpful advice. And for the first time in his life, he was right.

I didn't know where she was but I'd search for her,come hell or high waters, I'd find mia regina.

I had called every contact I knew to help me find Rocky. Surprisingly a lot of them came thinking that I was back in business but after Frankie explained the situation some of the people, very few actually, tried to question me. Of course there were a few punches thrown at whomever tried to speak when not spoken to, and maybe one or two bullets were involved but that's not important right now.