Chapter 13: Chapter 13

Alfonso Tommaso Pov

Arriving at my villa, I got out of my car and made my way inside my mansion, meeting the head of my security with my other security in my living room lined up.

I walked towards them, taking my seat. I waved my hands, signaling them to start talking, because I was furious right now and I was trying my possible best to control myself.

"Sir, we looked at the camera; it seems like Mrs. Alexander has been planning to escape for quite some time now, as she has been taking an early walk for some days now and marking all the spots that she went to and escaped."

My head security officer said this, making me angry even more. Getting up, I matched him and punched him as hard as I could, making him fall to the floor. Rolling my sleeves up, I asked him to get up.

"So what you are telling me right now is that the lady has been acting suspiciously for some days now and has not told me or done anything about it." I shouted, looking at all of them.

"What exactly are your jobs again? I'm just paying you a huge sum of money and feeding you guys for nothing." I asked them again, looking at each of them with anger in my eyes.

"If you really don't feel okay or comfortable doing this job, the door is open; you can feel free to walk out any time, because I don't give a flying fuck about that." I said.

"What I give a fuck about is paying some guys to do their jobs, and they don't do it; instead, they let the tiniest clue pass them by."

"You all should better pray we find her, or else you can all kiss your jobs goodbye, am I clear?" I shouted at them.

"Yes, sir," they all replied.

Waving my hands, I dismissed them but asked my head security to wait behind.

"Have you found out how she left the house yet?" I ask him.

"Yes, it was through the unused back gate, sir." He answered, making me a little bit confused. I had a back gate that I didn't know about, I thought, but I decided to take care of that issue later on.

Waving my hands, I dismissed him to go back to his work. I kept thinking of what could possibly have happened to make Rose want to leave. I mean, we both had plans, and I thought we came to an agreement, so what could possibly happen again?

I took my phone out of my pocket and called my childhood friend.

"Hey man, what's up?" He said

"Hey Picasso, man, I need your help. Something urgent came up." I said I was going straight to the point.

"What's wrong?"" he asked.

I decided to explain everything to him; after all, he was my best friend, and right now he was the best option I had for finding Rose as quickly as possible.

"Wait, let me get this straight: you saved a lady, then asked her to get married to you, and she ran away." He said I could hear him trying to control his laughter.

Choosing not to answer his questions, I continued, "I need your help in finding her Picasso; it's urgent. Marcus is on the verge of getting all my fortune here." I said well, more like shouted.

"What? " He shouted before clearing his throat, I am on my way then." He said this before hanging up.

You see, one thing me and Picasso have in common is that we both hate Marcus to the core, and we never fail to destroy him at any chance we both get. I think that's what brought us closer, actually.

Putting my phone down, I waited patiently for him to come.

Picasso, Angelo Pov

Parking my car at the front of the Dickhead mansion, I leaned against it for a moment, taking a deep breath, before throwing the keys at the guard to pack the car well.

Making my way into the mansion, I stopped in my tracks as I sighted him. He was holding a cloth to his nose, which seemed to be bleeding.

Going forward towards him, I touch his hands, shifting them from his nose, and collect the piece of cloth, which is now soaked with a little bit of blood.

Looking at him, I couldn't help but feel the anger building inside me. "What the hell happened here?" I asked, trying to keep my voice as low as I could.

Snatching the clothes back from my hands, he placed them on his nose and turned around to leave. Grabbing his hands, I turned him back around and grabbed his shoulder, making him face me.

I won't ask you again, Rico, what the hell happened." I said, making my voice as dangerously low as I could, and I slightly narrowed my eyes towards him, hoping he would see how serious I was.

"I don't freaking work for you, Picasso; don't try to control me." He said this, yanking his hands away from me before turning to leave again.

Quickly grabbing his arms again, I turned him around to look at me, giving him a very soft look this time around. "Common Rico, I'm just worried about you; do you need me to take you to the clinic or something?" I asked, making my voice very soft as I gently made circles with my thumb on his shoulders.

"And why would you want to do that, sir? It's not like I can't take care of myself now, is it?" He was still glaring at me.

"Sir," another guard said, coming towards us, making me drop my hands from his shoulder quickly.

"We've gotten something; please come take a look." He said this, to which Rico nodded his head and said he would be with him in a moment.

Immediately after the guard left, I turned my attention back to Rico, trying to check his nose. Slapping my hands away, he gave me a look before bowing his head and leaving, making me growl. He knows I hate it whenever he bows his head at me.

I gripped my hair a little before I ruffled it and made my way toward Alfonso's office. I definitely need to have a talk with him, and for the safety of both of us, I pray he isn't the one who hit Rico.

"Hey man, what's..." He said it, but I cut him off.

"What happened to your guard? His nose was bleeding." I said I was trying my best to cover up my anger.

"Who?? " He asked, placing the file he had in his hands on the table.

I am taking about the head of security." I said, looking at him again.

"Oh, I punched him out of anger; he's bleeding that bad." He said his voice was laced with a little bit of guilt.

"Are you serious, Alfonso? The guy was trying to wipe away his bloody nose while I walked into the house. Can't you be a little bit more considerate, damn it?" I raised my voice slightly.

Raising an eyebrow at me "Well, okay, but why do you sound concerned anyway?" He asked.

I am not concerned; I am just saying." I said more, like murmured, before sitting down.

"So what exactly do you want me to help you with again?" I said getting down to business.

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