Chapter 25

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Alanda's POV

After saying bye to Ryan. I quickly began to think where would have Christian gone. When I was leaving I had grabbed Ryan's car keys.

I went to the parking area and searched for it. A familiar silver range rover caught my eye.

I quickly went to the other side of the car and opened the driver door and stared the car.

The weather was cold. There was a chilly atmosphere outside. I opened the black tinted glass window. The chilled air kissed my cheeks.

I sped the car. The car was at its highest speed. I took short turns. I stopped at a bar. The bar was less crowded. I went inside. My eyes scanned the whole place. But there was very few people sitting so it was clear that he was not here.

Not wanting to waste more time I got out from there. I decided to check all the bars nearby.

When I got on the car I quickly dialed Logan's number. Maybe he could know where he is. On the third ring he answered the call.

"Alanda where are you?" he snapped from the other side. "Logan calm down. And tell me if you know about Christian's whereabouts?" I asked.

"Calm down? You're telling me to calm down when you both are nowhere to be found. I worried sick here." he was speaking so loud and quickly That it was difficult to catch his word but I did. He was practically yelling now.

"So you don't know where he is. I got it. And don't worry about me. I'm fine" I said. "Alanda liste- " I hung up on him. Because there was no time to talk.

I searched a few clubs and bars. But the result was in negative. There would have that asshole gone.

I was driving here and there. Suddenly I stopped near a familiar club.

This the club where he kissed me for the first time. I still remember the day as yesterday.  I still feel tingles all over my. I don't know if it's right or not. I can't feel anything for that man or any man.

And I sure everybody will loathe me if they found out what I was. I am a damaged good. And no man will want me after that night. Let not go there Alanda. I told myself.

I entered the club. The club was filled with people as always. I searched for the most beautiful brown orbs but couldn't. I had a feeling that he wasn't here. So I decided to leave the place.

As I was leaving the club. Memories of that day flooded in my mind. The day where he took me to his secret plac. .... Wait a minute that's it. That's where he is hiding. That fucker. Why didn't it come to mind before.

I quickly hopped on the car and sped away.


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The road was dark. It took an hour to reach there. I parked the car at a distance so he couldn't feel my presence and ran away again.

I quietly walked there. The place was dark. But I know he is here. I can feel his presence, anyone can. Because it's impossible not to. I went a little closer.

There he was. He sitting, weighing his whole body on his hands leaning backward. I went there and sat beside him.

He knew I was here but he didn't acknowledged me. I decided to break the silence.

"Everyone is looking for you, you know?"

"Like you were" he answered blankly. His cold tone sent me shivers.

"You shouldn't have took off like that"

"Sorry I should have asked you before I took off? Alanda your highness. Can I have your permission to take off so I can fucking blow some steam off? Was it enough for you?" He said mockingly and practically yelled at the last sentence.

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