Chapter Two;

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Her

Valentino felt his legs getting weaker and weaker each time he read the name 'Autumn' on the note.

His little sister had ran away with a Caeson and he couldn't believe it nor did he want to believe such thing.

He forced hisself to walk out the living room and upstairs to his bedroom.

Once he made it up to his room, he throws hisself backwards onto his bed as he grabs his phone, pressing the buttons aggressively as he calls his secretary Alistair.

"Yes sir?" The raspy morning voice spoke.

His voice wasn't as deep but wasn't as high pitched. It was just in between but comparing his voice to the other man it wasn't deep.

"Alistair! I want you to track down Autumn right now! A-And Calvin Caeson!" Valentino yelled at his secretary as he sat up.

Standing up he finally spoke again.

"After you find them bring Autumn to me and Calvin back to wherever he came from!"

"Y-Yes sir." Alistair stuttered as his boss yelled at him for no reason.

Before Valentino hung up he threw his phone harshly against the wall causing it to smash.

'Autumn...Autumn...Ugh! Autumn what were you thinking?! You're only 24 years old!' He paced around the room with his hand resting to his side on his waist whilst the other on his forehead.

"I can't handle this, it's too much" He mumbled.

The stress kept on growing over him as he unbuttoned his pyjama shirt collar button and the one under.

He then let hisself go one more time as his back hits the empty space in his bed that had no blanket over it.

The time was only around 8am and Valentino wasn't the type to go back to sleep but with everything happening the only thing he could do to release the stress he had was to just shut his eyes and fall into a deep sleep which he did after a couple minutes.

Chanel on the other hand had finally made it out the neighbourhood and onto the main street.

She waited and looked around for a taxi though after 10 minutes of stalling and doing nothing a taxi had finally came and stopped in-front of her.

"Where you off to ma'am?" The dark haired taxi driver asked. It was a man around his mid 30's.

Chanel had told him her destination and got in the taxi as she sat in silence hoping that the taxi driver wouldn't notice her.

She was lost in her thoughts.

She was wondering why her family was panicking downstairs and why her sister Paris arrived home. It couldn't have been about Chanel. She knew that it wasn't about her.

As Chanel pondered in her thoughts the taxi driver had broke the silence and spoke causing Chanel to panic and sweat.

"Hey! You know... Your voice reminded me of that famous actress that lives in Istanbul I think! You look like her a lot, Haha. My daughter loves her." He said.

'No, no, no, no, no' Chanel repeated in her head.

Normally she would be kind about fans and stuff but today she wanted an off day to relax.

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