POV: Miguel
“I got the address boss, I’ve forwarded all the information I found to your email.” He told me proudly. I was sitting in a fancy little restaurant, sipping from a cup of coffee and snacking on some cupcakes. I smiled to myself as I thought of her smiles and her advice for me to have some coffee and cupcakes after leaving the premises.
She is such a kind soul, her beauty is unmatched and her kind heart is exceptional. I couldn’t stop thinking about her, I was determined to help her even if I knew deep in my heart that it was going to get messy if Dominic found out I was trying to separate him from his girl.
His message came in a few minutes after his call and I opened it immediately to see where I would be heading to after I’d had my brunch. It was an estate not too far from here, but something doesn’t seem right. It’s either my informant is not doing his job right or maybe he is trying to play some silly games with me. If I find out he is doing this on purpose, I’ll fucking cut him off completely. I mean, I don’t get this anymore!
First, the information he gave me about the girl that is supposed to be my sister turned out to be wrong. As if that was not enough, he’s now giving me wrong information about Claire too. How does he keep getting it wrong always?
The address he sent to me now is a mansion in an estate that is located in one of the best areas in this city. Actually, the estate is one of the best in the city. I may not know much about Santiago, but I’m pretty sure that only millionaires live in this estate. You can’t own a house in that estate if you are poor. So how does a millionaire’s daughter end up in Dominic’s house as a sex slave?
As if that wasn’t bad enough, the mom and sister are said to be related to Raphael Hawkins, I mean the same Raphael Hawkins that owns and controls major stocks in this city. There are no two guys named Raphael Hawkins in this city, so I’m pretty sure that they had made a terrible mistake somewhere. He couldn’t find out where her mom and sister live, but he confirmed to me that they are related to Raphael Hawkins.
So, to find them, I need to go through Raphael Hawkins. It’s only him that can tell me their location, at least that’s what the idiot told me in his report. He reported that the girl was snatched from the streets and brought down here before Raphael could do anything about it. But I don’t believe him, his report is not just ridiculous, it’s stupid even.
I don’t want to believe that someone from such a wealthy family will be snatched and taken away from her family. Raphael would never let his reputation be trampled on. If Dominic had kidnapped a member of his family, it would have been war in this city. Both guys have loyalists all over the city, it would have been a bloodbath that the news channels would not stop talking about it for weeks to come.
“You must feel like a comedian right now, don’t you?” I asked him when I called him to scold him about the wrong information he just sent to me. He pretends to be confused about my accusation and that fucking pissed me off.
“Are you fucking kidding me right now!
I asked for Claire’s family background and address and you decided to pitch me in a dual with the elites in this city. How the hell could you give me wrong information about my investigations, what games are you playing with me?” I yelled at him furiously.
“No, that’s not true sir Miguel, I would never try to deceive you like that. All the information I gave you is correct, I did the background check for Mr Dominic myself. I gave him all the information he used to get her boyfriend Kyle when he tried to run away with his other girlfriend. If you doubt me, I could send you a copy from the real file I have on her. I’m sorry I mistook her for Marisol, please forgive me. But my report is correct, I promise you. Claire is the daughter of Austin, she is his second daughter. I’ll send you my full reports now, you’ll see everything.” He defended, sounding a bit offended that I would doubt his competence.
I didn’t say anything more to him, I just kept mute and waited for the report he promised to send to me. I got the notification as I sipped from my second cup of coffee. I opened it immediately and I saw that he wasn’t lying after all. She is truly the daughter of Austin Kendall, the business mogul.
There is a dispute between her parents and that is why they stay apart. I don’t even want to get into the details, but I now understand why the report seems stupid at first glance. This time he sent the report with pictures to back his claims and it seems clearer to me. Her father doesn’t give two shits about her, I wonder what could have been so bad that it tore the family apart.
But Raphael is not related to the family like the report claims, he’s just her sister’s boyfriend and it hasn’t been long since they started dating. But the reports said they were in love with each other and that they were serving couples goal to singles in the city. If he loves her so much, then why the hell is he not trying to get her sister back?
As if on cue, I spotted a fleet of cars parking in front of the restaurant across the street. The shiny cars and the ladies fussing in front of the cars attracted my attention. I looked up and I spotted Raphael Hawkins stepping down from one of the cars with his guards following closely behind him.
“Fucking Asshole!” I breathed out in disgust. See him action all charming and cute when his girl’s sister is in trouble right here in this city. I could just punch his face for being such an idiot. Like, how do you live with yourself?
“How does he even sleep at night?” I thought within me as I sipped from my coffee and looked away from the fuss he was making outside. I wanted to get back to Clair’s file to see if I could find a blind spot to exploit, I mean something I could do that no one else has tried already. I just picked up my phone from the table, but just as I turned away, from the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of the most beautiful girl I’d ever seen in my whole life.
I know I said Claire was so beautiful when I met her, but this, this girl is an angel. She looked like a Disney princess, you would think that she just stepped out of a fairy tale movie or something. She must have felt my intense gaze on her because she turned her head in my direction, looking for the source of the heat that she was feeling on her skin.
It looks like a fucking dream, it’s as if she walked out of one of my dreams she is the female version of me, no doubt about that. It’s as if I was looking at myself as a girl. She looked just like mom, just younger. I’ve seen pictures of Mom when she was young and dazzling. Actually, Mom always talks about her younger days, how she was so stunning and drop-dead gorgeous.
That is exactly how she looks, just like mom when she was much younger. And yeah, she has the same effect on guys too. I could spot a few guys drooling over her from the crowd, their eyes fixed on her, feeding off her beauty and charm.
“Marisol!
That’s my sister!
That’s my, sister, Marisol,” I yelled excitedly, standing up from my seat abruptly and falling the table in the process.