Vision in Lace.

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        *Ben's POV*
   
      I get a text from Chance and I open it on my break at work. I wait impatiently,  sandwich in my hand as it finally opens. My eyes dilate and I quickly zoom in. Acacia. Casey!! There she is, in this club. Chin high and confident like she owns the place. Outfit hugging her form as lingerie clad cleavage pops over her top. Her gait has hair hair whipped back. Pointed ears and pointy nose give her an unusual, regal air to her that works with her curves and round eyes. A few strands of hair frame her soft angular face and full cheeks. Thick legs even more shapely in her heels. I see eyes follow her in the background of the photo. Hauntingly beautiful. A vision in lace.
   
      'Where was she?' I quickly respond.
'Southern Belles. My new coworker.  Troubles with Holden it seems.' I respond 'watch her for me. I'll pay. Can you get her schedule?' I wait. 'Sounds good, I'll do that. Yeah, schedules should be up mid week.' I immediately think to cover my ass. 'I'm wanting her. Don't tell Titus.' 'Hold up man, give it a bit of time. Plan it out. Too close to the other night. Tight security here.' I huff and run my hands through my hair. I know where she's at, away from both men and scantily dressed and I have to wait. I'm tired of waiting. But I also can't risk getting thwarted or caught. It was hard to find her address, let alone the good fortune of finding where she works. I need to be careful, and keep her whereabouts from Titus.

     He let something slip the other day. He lied about having sold her to Holden, he had actually sold her to Simon's. Chance also mentioned Casey doing CPR on Maria when she was shot in the drive, she never left her. Also he never requested a new bank card despite claiming Casey had stolen his. And now he wants to her again. I overheard him talking to Claire's father about bounty if he hands her over. He is wanting to sell her off to her death to silence her. I will not let that happen. I killed Laura, one of the biggest obstacles in my way. I delivered her to Case so she'd know I am done with Laura. She's in my past. Once I have Acacia back, I'll be done with all others. I'll have her to derive all my needs from. I'll never let her go. I'm working out the plan now to get us s better house I can keep her in. I need a new location. I need it to be secure, and I need to Casey proof it. From what Chance has told me, she's a little red Houdini. I can't be chasing her through the woods like Holden did though. I wonder how much he is planning to sell her for? The thought of him double crossing me has my temper high. I once blamed Casey for helping ruin my life, but I realize now that perhaps it wasn't her, but Titus. Had Titus not sold her to Simon in the first place she'd have been a normal girl. No Holden or children.

     I remember that Sunday in the bakery, she did promise to call me. She had unblocked me on her social media. We would've became close friends and I just know that she would've taken me back eventually.  He ruined everything for me. Then he tried to lie about it. Now he tries to lie about helping me get her, but I know he plans to sabotage me. That's why I intend to get her first and if I have to I'll take him out.

      "Casey. Casey. Casey." I sigh as I return my gaze to the gorgeous photo. I take her in once again. Her swelled chest and widened hips. "You are a vision in lace. Motherhood looks great on you Case." I save the photo in with my other photos of Casey. I even stole the one of her after giving birth, both babies in her arms smiling. "You look good with his kids, but you'll look better with mine."

      I get to work browsing houses in surrounding counties and finding s realtor to list mine. I don't mind to travel a little farther to work if it means I can keep Casey with no hassle. I pull up a house with a beautiful lake view. Surrounded on three sides by a small lake, no neighbors, a long concrete driveway leading to the front yard. Quite a bit of property actually. I click the interior view and it has nice materials used. Good, classic colors. Clean. Nice kitchen and baths. A basement. A basement! Yes. One viable exit point,  no neighbors, basement. This is my best option yet.  I save it and quickly screenshot the address. Looks like I'll be making a road trip this weekend.

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