CHAPTER 6: LOOMING DANGER

My gaze bored at the tall, weird, bearded Chinese man. 6'7 feet, firm shoulders and a perfect body, one wouldn't believe he was a... "Yummies pizza!!!!." He chorused and shoved the box at my face.

"Huh??."

"Sorry, I'm late, ma. Your order."

"My order??." I glanced at the box. " I didn't order anything."

"You did. Order for apartment 504."

"Yeah, that's here. But I didn't.."

"Mummy!! Who is it??." The man directed his gaze almost immediately to my babies. I quickly stepped closer and closed the door slightly.

The hell!!

"I didn't order anything!!." I said harshly.

"Please, ma. Check. I will be fired if I arrive at my office without a signature. You can ask your husband. He might have ordered it."

"I don't have a husband, please leave."

"Ok, ma. Please can you sign here??. Please ma."

"I will sign." I signed and collected the box.

"Thanks."

"Not need." I smiled and shut the door.

Free pizza!!!!!!!.

I screamed inwardly, unaware of the danger that loomed over my head, one that would wreck my perfect life.

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FRANKLIN's POV

"Good evening, my dearest friend."

"Shut it!!." I barked and brushed past him and into the oddly decor sitting room: brown rug, red walls, a fireplace with a furry chair and tool three feet away.

What the fuck?!!

"Welcome to my humble home." He cheered happily.

"Looks like what a five-year-old would draw." I snorted and eyed the fur skin placed above the fireplace.

"Till as rude as I remembered."

"If rude is a Chinese word for truthful then yes."

Luo was partially my friend; his father worked for my grandfather as his underground dog, one who kept an eye out for both the company and our personal life; he had delivered any and every detail of whomever we wanted. He was just like his father, the punk could spy on the devil if he was paid the right amount.

A Chinese spy, 28 years old, behaves like he was younger.

"It's not!." He laughed. "I'm surprised you came; why might that be?"

I ignored the urge to knock his cheesy smile off. "Where is she?"

"She??. Oh, the lady." He thinned his lips for a while then spoke. "Follow me."

"Firstly I don't take orders for no one"

"Unfortunately, you have to, or else you are not that desperate to meet her, but judging by how you flew here so fast, it means you are desperate." He turned and left while I, after my fifth curse, followed. We entered a narrow dark corridor, then an oddly bright room. He walked over to the bed and turned off the lamp. With that, the huge portrait which occupied the left wall slid open.

A hidden room!!. Why am I not surprised.

He arched his eyebrow like it was a great achievement or something to fantasise about. He decked in, and so did I, till we climbed to the rock bottom.

Holy fuck?!! Underground layer??.

In the dark vas hall, tons of laptops pile on the long desk, and weapons, both legal and illegal ones, hung on the wall.

"Shocked??."

I nudged my shoulders. "It was okay, not that impressive." I turned to where he stood in his black top and trousers. "You haven't answered my questions."

"She lived at 16 Mayor Street, the Morena apartment, 504." He said casually.

If he knew then why didn't he damn say it over the phone.

"And I just found out, technically, after the whole incident with her boss, she made her way to a stall to brush up and spent hours in the traffic with a broken car before the airport."

"Airport??!! She left??." I gritted.

Ariana had always been the timid one; she must have... wait, boss??.

"What incident??."

"Her boss tried some shit."

"Tired some shit??." Something dangerous uncoils in my chest

"He tried to force himself on her, but she escaped..." His words faded to my hearing. Anger swirled through me like a fucking hurricane.

That bastard dared lay his flirt hands on what's mine.

My knuckles fisted as my jaw locked in a skull-crashing way.

"She..."

"I need every single damn detail about her boss!!!." I growled and the bastard smiled.

Mental note: destroy his fucking business till he is left to beg from the beggars.

"I will email the details to you."

I nodded and sat on one of the chairs; my hands made their way to my black tuxedo, which I unbuttoned. I suddenly felt hot, it must be due to the lack of proper ventilation and definitely not the thought of a bastard laying their hands on what's mine, her beneath him crying and begging while he slammed his cock into her sweet beautiful pu$$y

God dammit!!! She was mine!! And mine only. No one, no fucking one, had the right to breathe the same air she did, talk less of laying hands on her.

Only I could touch her, only I can fuck her!!!.

"Lost??."

I zoomed back to reality. "No. Continue."

"She arrived in Los Vegas, five years ago where she lived with her aunt, she got a job after a year as a PA in 'Pure gold'"

"Pure gold??. Vegas second largest wine company."

Impressive!!. That's my Baby girl!!.

"Yes. She worked for three years and earned enough to rent an apartment in the Morena empire. If I must say she is doing excellently well on her own." I ignored the emphasis he made on the last three words

He was right, she was doing well but that doesn't fucking mean I would give up and go back home.

Never!! I am here and I am not going any fucking where without her.

"What else?."

He paused, and I knew he was withholding important information. "Spill it."

"Not yet. I need a couple more hours. There is a new development and I need to confirm it."

"New development??." I furrowed my eyebrow. "Is she married?!!!" I asked -yelled. Was she??. It has been five years and she was so damn beautiful and sweet any bastard would want her.

"No, she is not, and for Christ's sake, if you kneel over with a cardiac arrest, I will not rush you to the hospital." He retorted.

"I won't, now what's the information." I snorted.

"Can't tell now, but it will be better to stay away till I confirm it. Your attitude might ruin everything, and trust me you will regret it."

"Stay away??!! I didn't travel 12 hours and two flights just to stay away!!."

"You have to."

"I don't take orders from anyone."

"Fine, go and ruin your future."

I unclenched my fist and clenched it back.

If he was saying don't go then he must have a good reason. "Fine!!." I gritted. "What should I do??."

"Give me a day, don't go an inch close to her. I am serious."

"A day??."

"A day, 24 hours. You have waited for 5 years, you can wait for 24 hours."

Only if he knew!!. I couldn't!! She was so close, in the same country, same city, same town and a few fucking streets away, and that thought riled me up more than I wanted it to.

24 hours !! Just a few hours away.

I stood and jetted through the door.

"It will be worth it, Mr.Zane." I leaned back, my anger gaze slashed his.

"It's better to be." I stormed out with only one thought; staying away from Ariana Jones.

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ARIANA's POV.

I stared at the bright screen of my phone, the black ink words situated at the text bar.

Grandfather was dead.

I sulked in a mouthful of air and lowered my head, tears threatening to seep down my cheeks.

Only if I had listened??. Only if I did agree?. Only if I didn't waste so much time, maybe, and just maybe, he would have been alive.

"Good morning, mummy!!!"

I turned away wiping away my tears. "Good morning, mi love." I beamed and wrapped them in my embrace. "How was your sleep??.

"Good, mummy." He squealed happily.

"Let's get you both showered up and ready."

"Ready??. Mummy, are we going anywhere?!."

"Uhmm it's a surprise."

"Surprise?!!!" They both yelled.

My ears tung at the impact. "Gosh!!! My ears."

"Sorry mummy!! But tell us!!"

"If I tell you, it wouldn't be a surprise."

"But mummy!!!." She pouted and tugged my pyjamas.

Emotional blackmail!. "That wouldn't work sweetheart."

"Mummy!!!!!!! Please!!!!" She screamed aloud.

"Jesus, Avi!!. Our ears."

"Jarvis!!. Take your bath first."

She stomped her feet hard, her cheek puffed in anger. "No!!."

"If you don't behave, I will cancel it."

"Huh??." She gasped.

"Yes." Lies!! But they didn't know that.

"Mummy, please don't cancel it. I will go." She cooed.

"I won't, now let's go." She screamed happily as I cradled her to the bathtub.

Finally!!!. I breathed out.

Today was going to be the best day of our lives. Well minus the looming financial danger. I had more than enough to fend for us for 6 months and that's it. After six months, we are officially poor, helpless and probably begging at the subway tunnel.

Ok, that was too much but till the truth. I needed to find another job before my money ran out, which sounded easy but was difficult; this was Los Vegas, and you can't happen to see a vacancy at a reputable company in mid-August.

God!! I'm doomed.

Just like I promised, I took them to one of their favourite places.

"Disney land!!!!!!." They both screamed as they sighted the huge signs with glittered in a yellow and green light.

Disney Land was... Uhmm. A children's carnival. It was held every year for the past decade and my babies didn't just love it, they were in love with it!!!. Ever since they were born, I bought them here, and just like every other year, they reacted the same way, like it was the first time they had been here.

I giggled at their cute reaction, my gaze travelled to what stood in front, a large fields decorated with everything a child would love; clown, Barney and friends custom guy, candle machine, photo booth, Santa who was giving out gifts, a dance competition, swings, barbie house party, ice cream trucks and bubbles.

"Mummy!!!!!!!!!!!! You..I..you.. Mummy!!!" Jarvis bubbled, while she jumped up happily.

"Do you like it??."

"I love it!! We love it. Thank you, mummy."

"You're welcome, my love." I turned back to the crowd and released a deep sigh. "Now my angels, where do we start???."

"The ice cream!!!!." We all yelled and rushed over there, oblivious to the prying eyes.