Williamâs POV
My heart was breaking and I had no fucking idea what to do about it.
It was very obvious that she was hurt.
My baby was hurt and I wasnât there to protect her. Why hadnât I ever gone to see her? Why did I only settle for calling those fuckers and trusting them? I should have gone there. I should have checked on her. I would have seen it sooner and I would have taken her away from them.
How long was it going on anyway? Was it like this ever since she was born? Did my little girl grow up being ordered around by those fuckers?
How didnât I see it sooner?! Why didnât I see it sooner?!
âIâm going toâ¦,â Alexander spoke quietly, but stopped when his voice broke.
I looked at him and saw him pulling his hair and shaking his head.
âWhy didnât I go check on her?â Alexander mumbled, his voice trembling. âWhy?!â
I was wondering the same. Why the fuck didnât I go there? Why did I just trust those people to take care of my baby sister? How badly did they hurt her? Were they just very strict with her? Maybe thatâs why she learned to follow orders. Maybe they didnât hurt her physically?
âI should have checked on her,â Alexander cried out. âI should have taken her with me. She wasnât safe with them. She was in danger the whole time.â
He pulled his hair and groaned.
âMy baby was always in danger and I didnât do shit,â he said angrily.
I looked at Damien and my heart clenched. He never had any issues with showing his anger, but he struggled with other emotions. But I could clearly see the pain on his face now. He looked broken and there wasnât a trace of anger anywhere on his face.
I knew that would change soon. I knew that anger would come out when our men brought those fucker to us.
âWhat the fuck were those idiots thinking?!â Alexander exclaimed, making me look back at him. âDid they think that we wouldn't notice that something was wrong?! Do they think that we are idiots?!â
Alexander started pacing around. His fists were clenched tight and he looked like he was ready to kill. He kept trying to take deep breaths, but it looked like he couldn't.
âThey knew that we were going to notice,â Damien mumbled. âThey knew that we would be suspicious if they refused to give her to us so they decided to do it anyway.â
Damien looked up at Alexander.
âThey ran away,â Damien said. âOur men wonât find them.â
I tightened my jaw and lowered my head. Damien was right. They had to know that we would figure it out. I knew that something was wrong the moment she walked inside the house.
âI donât give a shit,â Alexander said angrily. âI will send as many men as necessary after them. They will bring them here and I will do to them exactly what they did to her!â
I gulped and looked at my brother.
âWhat do you think they did to her?â I asked quietly.
Damien clenched his fists and closed his eyes.
âThe best case scenario is that they were just really strict and she had to follow rules,â I said, making Alexander groan.
âDid you see how small she is?â Alexander asked, making me look at him. âShe doesnât look like a 16-year-old girl. She is too skinny. She is malnourished. The fuckers have been starving her for sure.â
I knew that, but I didnât want it to be true.
I was terrified and I so fucking didnât want it to be true.
âShe needs to tell us what else they did,â Alexander said. âIf they hurt her...â
Alexander stopped talking and closed his eyes. He took a deep breath and released it slowly.
âShe wonât tell us anything unless we order her to,â Damien mumbled. âAnd I donât want to do it. I donât want her to feel pressured. I want her to open up on her own.â
I agreed with my brother, butâ¦
âBut what if she is hurt right now?â Alexander said what I was thinking. âWhat if she needs a doctor? We donât know how long will it take for her to open up to us. Based on what I have seen, it will take a long time. What if she has injuries and something happens to her because we didnât treat them on time?â
Damien took a deep breath and ran his fingers through his hair.
âYou are a doctor, Damien,â Alexander continued. âYou know what could happen if she has a serious injury and it doesnât get treated.â
Damien closed his eyes and I saw his jaw twitch.
âWe could try talking to her before we order her to tell us,â I said. âWe could try explaining that we want whatâs best for her. We could try talking to her and she will maybe open up.â
I seriously doubted that, but I wanted to do it before I stooped to their level and started ordering her around.
âI agree,â Alexander said. âWe need to do something. Anything.â
Damienâs phone rang before we could respond.
He pulled it from his pocket, answered the call, and put the phone on speaker.
âWe couldn't find them, boss,â I heard Larryâs voice. âTheir car is gone and there is no one in the house.â
I closed my eyes and let the anger flow through my body. I knew that they wouldn't be there, but it still made me so fucking angry.
âIs Rick with you?â Alexander asked angrily.
âYes, Sir,â Larry answered.
âLet me talk to him,â Alexander said as he approached Damien and sat next to him.
After a few silent moments, I heard some shuffling and one of Alexanderâs best men answered the phone.
âSir?â he said calmly.
âListen to me, Rick,â Alexander said sternly. âYou will continue searching for them. Donât come home until you do, understood?â
âYes, Sir,â Rick said. âI already called our men. We are on it.â
âSame goes for you, Larry,â I said, trying to keep my voice calm. âDonât come home without them.â
âYes, Sir,â Larry said.
Damien picked up the phone and ended the call.
Alexander buried his face into his hands and grunted.
âMaybe we should go check the house,â I mumbled, making Damien and Alexander look at me. âThere could be something there that would tell us how she lived.â
Both of them gave me a small nod.
âWe have to talk to her first,â Alexander said. âWe have to know what they did to her.â
As much as it terrified me to know the truth, Alexander was right. We had to know what they did.
Damien stood up and started walking toward the stairs.
I glanced at Alexander and saw him take a deep breath. I did the same before following my brother.
What did those monsters do to my little girl?