[Seventy]

|Chapter 70|

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𝗔𝗯𝘀𝗾𝘂𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲

𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽𝖻𝗒𝖾

"She's gone," my sister looks up at me worriedly.

"I want a list of names of every person that was on the property today and send them to the basement."

"Which one?"

"Not this one."

"Alright. On it Sir."

"Has anyone checked the footage?" I ask impatiently.

Nobody answers.

"Somebody answer before bullets start flying," I shout.

"Who the hell is in charge of security?"

"Dascalu, Sir," Anthony answers as he enters the room.

"Thank you, Tony."

"Unfortunately for everyone here, you have to answer to Lucian now." The instant fear that morphs onto their faces is hilarious

Between me and Lucian, I'm the nicer brother. I'm hard on them but they are my guys that I somewhat care about. Lucian doesn't care for them at all.

"But, Sir-."

I pull my gun out. "If you did your job, I wouldn't have to make this decision," I say firmly. "Now please get the hell out of my face."

"Sir, we're sorry," Tyler says with Anthony beside him.

"Nothing to be sorry about. I don't have time to chat, I've got work to do," I roll up my sleeves and grab a sharp knife.

"Emmy, stop. We'll handle Dascalu."

"And what am I supposed to do?!"

"Emmy, calm down," Tyler reaches forward and I point my gun at him.

"Emilian!" I hear Lucian's shouts.

"You're done. Hand me all of your weapons, I will take care of this myself."

"Hell no! She's my girlfriend. There is no way I'm going to sit around and do nothing." He gives me the look and I unwillingly hand him my weapons.

"You two," he points to Anthony and Tyler. "Clear his office and room of weapons." They nod their heads.

"Can I at least see the security footage?" I ask.

"Sure. After you clear your head and stop pointing guns at people you care about."

I swiftly grab the nearest thing, which is a lamp, and throw it in his direction.

"You two," he points to them. "Out now."

Once the door closes, he speaks to me, "Emmy, you need to stop."

"Will you do some work already? If I can't go out and look for her, you need to."

"I have our best men working on it right now."

"Well, it's not enough," I snap back. Sitting down, I bury my face in my hands.

"Let it out," he pats my back.

"I have nothing to let out," I say as I feel the warm liquid slowly crawl down my cheeks.

"I know you miss her. I miss her too. And I promise I'll do everything I can to find the person who did this because I love you both so, so much," he smiles and ruffles my hair.

"Shut up," I mumble and push him away.

"Seriously though, Elara wouldn't want you to be like this. You know how she is."

I could imagine her looking up at me and rowing the hell out of me for breaking a lamp. But then she'd cuddle me because she knows exactly how I feeling.

"You're annoying. You know that right?" I tell him.

"My girl tells me all the time."

"Good. Where is she?"

"Back in New York," he sighs.

"That's strange. I thought she would hop on the first plane knowing that her sister is missing."

"Um..." he scratches the back of his neck. "I didn't tell her."

"Are you dumb?" I question him. "You're putting your relationship at risk. You better be lucky I didn't tell her before you."

"Yeah, but I want her to be where she is happiest and that's in New York. I don't want her to keep leaving her job and then end up losing it."

"You know damn well she's the happiest with you. Elara would kill me if I did that and you know they are similar."

"Hey, this isn't supposed to be about me."

"Well, it'll keep me distracted from reality. Just please tell her or I will have to."

"I will call her and get her a flight. I have to handle this," he motions to his phone.

"Please update me as much as you can."

"I will. Get some rest," he pats me on the shoulder and exits the room.

I'm relaxing on the couch, watching a kid show with Mads when my phone rings and it's Lucian calling me.

"Hey babe, how is the trip so far?" I ask.

"Stressful."

"Oh?" I ask concerned. I get up and tell Mads, "I'll be back." I step into our bedroom and lay on the bed.

"Answer my FaceTime Lucian."

"Babygirl," he sighs. "It's fine."

I call him anyway and he, of course, answers. Tell me why my man looks like he hasn't slept in days. "Lucian, why the hell do you look like that?"

"There's a lot of stuff going on right now and I haven't been able to rest."

"Don't let work do this to you," I tell him. "You're going to burn yourself out."

"The thing is... it's not work."

"Ok? Then what is it?"

"I want you to come to Bucharest tomorrow and we'll talk in person."

"Babe, you know I have work."

"Take a vacation, please. Just this once," I plead.

"And who's supposed to sub for me?" I ask him.

"I got it covered."

"Babe, just tell me what's going on," I say frustratingly.

"When you get here."

I roll my eyes. "You're lucky I miss you and your ugly face."

"Ugly? Keep that same energy when you get here."

"Oh, I will. How's everyone? I haven't spoken to Elara for the day."

"Um, babygirl, I have to call you back later. I love you."

"I love you too," I reply, confused. and he hangs up. Seconds later he texts me.

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Hun🍯: Bring Mads along if she's able to come.

Me: Okay. I hope you know you have some explaining to do.

Hun🍯: I know, babygirl, and I will

explain when you arrive.

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I go back to the couch and lie on Mads' lap. "I'm going to Romania tomorrow."

"Why? I thought Lucian was there for work."

"Yeah, but he wants me to go for some reason. Do you wanna go with me?"

"Sure. Jonny is for a trip and now you want to leave me alone so, I'm definitely going."

"Help me pack," I get up and pull her off the couch.

She whines, "No, do it yourself."

"I will leave you here."

She sighs, "Fine."

"Fine," I mock her.

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After the longest flight ever, Mads and I are exiting the private plane and Lucian is standing at the bottom of the staircase waiting patiently. Descending the stairs, I run into his arm and he catches me, wrapping his arms tightly around me.

"I missed you too babygirl," he chuckles and kisses my forehead. I look up at him smiling and he only has a small smile on his face. This man never wants to show that he is a softy in front of anybody but me.

He lays a kiss on my lips and says, "Welcome to my home."

"I'm happy to be here," I cheese. "I hope you have food at your house."

"Of course, I do because I know how you are. Hand me your bags," he takes my luggage. I look around thoroughly and realize that Mads is gone.

"Wait! Where's Madison?"

"In a separate car."

"Boy, did you really make my bestie take another car?" I question.

"Mhm," he slaps my butt and opens the door for me. "Get in."

I get into the passenger seat and hear the trunk shut. I watch as he climbs into the driver's seat, staring at me.

"What?" I blush.

"You look beautiful," he smirks.

"I would say the same to you but you refuse to smile."

"Because I'm surrounded by my workers," he groans. Rolling my eyes, I peck his lips a few times then kiss his cheek and he finally smiles.

"Was that so hard?" He stares intensely at my lips and tilts my face so that I'm looking directly into his eyes. "Babe, as much as I want to kiss and love on you, I need food," I pull away.

"Damn, so I can't get a kiss?"

"I kissed you already Lucian. Please drive," I take his free hand in mine. He sighs.

"How was your flight?" he asks as he drives off.

"It was good. I read two books and had a nice long nap."

"Oh, yeah? Which books did you read?"

"The two you bought for my birthday; Shatter Me and Unravel Me."

"Was it good?"

"It was amazing and now I need the rest of the series. I think I'm gonna read them on my iPad."

"I already bought them, babygirl. I think they're in the garage at home though," he tells me.

"Ooh, thank you," I kiss his cheek. Unlocking my phone, I see there's no service. "Babe, I don't have service. Can I use your phone?"

"Sure, it's in my pocket."

I slide it out and unlock it with my face. "I want to lie down with you and cuddle all day," I mumble as I scroll through social media.

"Babygirl, if I could cling onto you for the rest of the day, I would," he brings my hand up to his lips.

"I know," I sigh. "What did you have to tell me yesterday?" He immediately sucks in a deep breath. "Is it that bad?" I ask.

"Unfortunately, yeah."

"Well, I suggest you tell me now," I fold my arms.

"Elara is missing," he blurts out.

"What do you mean by missing? She ran away?"

"No. She was kidnapped."

"What? Where and by who?"

"In the family home and we're not sure."

"How was a grown woman kidnapped from a house without anyone knowing? And who the hell would do this?"

"We don't know."

"We? Who is we?"

"My employees, including Emilian." Emilian works for him?

You know what? That's not my concern right now.

"Luci please tell me this is a joke." He turns to me with a sad face. "Babe," my voice cracks. "That's my sister."

"I know and we're trying."

"Did you at least call the police?" I question.

"That's not our best option, babygirl."

"Why?! They can help!" I shout.

"Eliza please calm down."

"You're not making any sense to me. When was she taken?"

"Yesterday."

"Yesterday?! And you're just telling me, Lucian? I should have been the first one to know," I yuck my hand from his.

"Babygirl, I'm sorry. I was distracted with trying to find who could have done it and trying to keep Emilian from doing something stupid."

I let out a deep breath and wipe the stream of tears falling down my cheeks. He stops the car and turns to me.

"Eliza, I'm trying my best."

"What the hell are you supposed to do, Lucian? Huh?"

"I've got people that work for me," he hesitates, "And I'm a hacker myself."

"Hacker? For what and since when?"

"Um, I haven't done it in a while but maybe I can put my skills to use."

"No offense, babe, but how are your mediocre hacking skills going to find my sister?"

"Trust me, babygirl. My skills are not mediocre and I learned specifically for these occasions."

"For when people go missing?!"

"Um, no?"

"Lucian, can you just tell me what your job is?"

"I'm the boss of the Romanian Mafia."

I immediately freeze. Mafia?

It all makes sense now. The guards, the weapons, the business trips, and the late nights.

"Why didn't you just tell me earlier Luci?" I question.

"I was afraid you would leave me. It happened before and I expected it to happen again."

"And what makes you think I won't leave now?"

"Because I know you, Eliza."

"I'm annoyed."

"I know."

"And I'm sad."

"I know."

"I want my sister," the tears roll down my face faster.

"I know," he tells me and steps out of the car.

"Where the hell are you going?" I ask while crying hysterically.

He comes to my side, opens the door, and turns my body to face him. "Shhh." He massages my back as I cry into his white dress shirt.

"You smell good," I sniffle.

He chuckles, "Thank you, babygirl."

He cuffs my face and makes sure I'm looking at him. "I promise I'll do my best to make sure Elara returns to us safely." He uses his thumbs to wipe my tears. "You still look beautiful."

"Stop because I know I look a mess," I whine.

He pecks my lips twice. "You always look gorgeous, princess."

"Thank you," I respond softly. "What do you know so far?"

"We think her orange juice was laced by one of our guys then she was taken very discreetly."

"Do you think whoever took her would hurt her?"

"Nope. I think it's someone who happens to take a liking to her."

I scrunch my face, "That's disgusting. That is not how you get a woman."

"Yeah, it's weird" he sighs.

"Well, what can I do?"

"Just be you," he smiles. "I might need you though because I tend to get trigger happy when someone messes with my family. I was able to suppress it by the thought of you but I didn't think I could go on any longer without you here with me."

"Please don't tell me you kill innocent people when you're mad."

"I-." I cut him off.

"Actually, we'll discuss this later." I don't feel like starting an argument about his job when my sister is missing. "I'm happy you told me to bring Mads along because I'll be crying on her all night."

Yes. I am a crybaby.

"You can cry on me anytime, babygirl."

"No. I need you to be looking for my sister, Lucian."

"Your wish is my command, princess," he kisses my hand.

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