Chapter 39

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Daunte POV

I sat in my office with a migraine. Thinking off all the bad things that can be happening to Keyona. Thinking about all the pain these monsters are inflicting on her. I can't believe this is happening and I feel fully responsible for it. Like it is all my fault. Like I deserve all this pain I'm feeling from the lost of Keyona.

I feel like I'm suffocating because I can't find the woman I love. I can't find the person that makes me feel whole. My father once told me "When you get older and you meet a girl that keeps your on your toes and you worry about her option about you, that's the one that your going to love and that you need on your side."

My mother was that for him. Before they died, my father worshipped the ground my mother walked on. He made sure to tell my mother he loved her at least 3 times a day. Even more if he felt she needed to hear it. He made sure to make her feel like she was the most beautiful woman in the world. They had a love like no other.

I see a lot of mother in Keyona. Her fiesty attitudes and the way she says what's on her mind. My mother was the most selfless person I have ever met, until Keyona. Her beautiful tan skin and curly hair. Her long eye-lashes that lay perfectly over her cheeks when she brinks it when she sleeping. How she saved LaMina when my uncle and Maria lost her.

I need to find her. I need to feel her against me. It's been days since we left the cabin. We seen cameras and we have been trying to hack them. The footage was destroyed in a gun fight but Kevion is working his magic and trying to fix and get what he can.

I have sent every one of my men out looking for her and haven't found anything.

Taking a deep breath, I stood up and was about to head out but stopped in my tracks when there was a knock on the door. I sat down and told whoever was knocking to come in. My body got tense when I seen it was Oliver. We haven't really talked since he found out about me and Keyona. So I'm kinda confused on why he is here.

"Can we talk?" He said, as he sat in the chair on the other side of my desk. I nod and sat back, looking at him to tell him he can continue.

"I need to know why you chose my sister." He said and I took a deep breath and looked him straight in the eyes.

"Because I love her." I said. I finally admitted to him and myself. When I said I love her, I felt my body relax but I seen his tense. He was upset and I understood.

"How can you even speak to my sister after I told you not too? After I told you I didn't want her to be involved in the mafia." He said, standing up and slamming his hand on the desk. "WE HAVE BEEN THROUGH ENOUGH WITH GANGS AND I WANTED HER TO HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH A FUCKING MAFIA AND YOU CHOSE TO NOT ONLY SLEEP WIRH MY SOSTER BUT YOU GOT HER PREGNANT! SHE DESERVED SO MUCH MORE THAN A MAN WHO NEVER EVEN CARED ABOUT ANYBODY IN HIS FUCKING LIFE!!" He screamed and I ran my hands over my face, up to my hair and pulled slightly. I stood up and slammed my hands on the desk as well.

"YOU DONT THINK I KNOW THIS! I NEVER WANTED HER TO BE BROUGHT INTO THIS LIFE EITHER. I TRIED TO STAY AWAY, I REALLY DID! But Oliver, Your sister is one in a million. The moment I saw her, I had this attachment to her. I had this feeling that I needed to protect her and I felt like I needed her!!! I don't know why!!! But I love your sister!" I yelled loudly, trying to keep calm.

"Oliver, you have to understand that it was hard. I tried but your sister is everything to me and I never wanted her to get hurt." I explained, trying to get an understanding.

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