Nayla stares at Jason then back at me "you called this idiot " she questions sitting back down on her desk chair.
before I can speak like usual Jason who always has to open his mouth says "of course she called me, unfortunately she also decided to go to you" Jason walks and takes a seat on the couch behind me getting death glares from both me and Nayla
before either them get into an argument over this I quickly interrupt "I thought that the both of you could help me"
they both look at each other Nayla still glaring at Jason finally turns to me
"well there's nothing we can really do.I mean he knows that you where gone and
now he knows your back when no one was supposed to so all we can do is hope that he doesn't talk to you anytime soon" she says putting her hands on her chin in deep thought
"He left a note for me that I found in my apartment saying he was going to see me soon,
on top of that Erin mysteriously shows up on my private jet claiming for there to be a Milan fashion week and saying she knew I was in Milan" I say not dropping this.
I will not take a chance for him to walk up to my doorstep and take my freedom, not this time.
"he must of had people looking for you and if i wanted to find you I would defiantly use Erin. She's the only person who could find you and succeed "
Jason speaks finally with some helpful conclusion to all of this " but why did Erin only show up on the jet why not show up at where you where staying ? why not take you while you where in Milan ? "
Nayla interrupts "then we need to know how long that notes been sitting in your room" she turns to her computer going into some database
both me and Jason move to hover over to look at what she's doing "if we can see who and when someone was coming out of her apartment we'll know how long he's known about you being away" she keeps typing until the screen comes up with a four camera screen. I soon figure out that she's hacked into my apartment security camera's
she quickly skims over the last 48 hours and so far we've seen 6 people walk in but none of them show up on my floor.
She then tries last week Sunday "why that day?" Jason asks focused on camera three probably staring at the hot blond that just walked into the elevator.
Nayla replies "that's when Milan fashion week actually ended" and suddenly I feel stupid for even believing Erin's lies,
I was just so happy to see someone that I knew that I got carried away and completely forgot about everything she was saying
Jason pipes in "wait zoom in on that blond" i look above Nayla's head and glare at him "do you always think about girls" he smirks " not always but she looks familiar" looking back at the screen i tell her to zoom in anyway, it's most likely one of his 'familiar' hook ups
when I turn to look at the screen my mouth drops
there's a small pause as we all stare at the screen in shock "no way" we all say in sink.
I blink 3 times just to make sure i was looking at the right person that was shown on screen. It was impossible, it had to be.
Last time I heard she was in hospital " someone tell me that's not Maria wearing a blonde wig" Jason says painfully slow "wait lets check if she heads to your floor" we move to camera four in full screen and in no surprise there she was twisting a bobby pin into my apartment door
"of course he sends his assistant to do his dirty works, just his style" I say in anger removing my self from them and the computer and walk away to the window an all I can think of is he didn't even care enough to even leave the note himself
Weirdly I can't say I'm surprised it's not like I ever really meant much to him. I was always just his possession.
Jason and Nayla continue to talk about the situation calling my name but I block them out just thinking about him.
The man that makes my body as cold as ice.
Whilst staring at the window I look down at the street to notice two black range rover pulling up. I wait to see the people step out and after a moment they do.
Four men in black suits, three with glasses, two with brown hair and one in dark blonde but the only one that interests me is the man with brown curly short hair who runs his finger through his hair showing the tattoos I know all to well. It was Harry and all I could think was,
Shit.
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