The CEO's Trio ~ Thirty-Seven

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#52 in Romance-26/May/2017

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Olivia had now been missing for 36 hours and fourty-four minutes.

36 hours and fourty-five minutes.

36 hours and fourty-six minutes.

36 hours and fourty-seven minutes.

I frantically dipped my Oreo into the jar of peanut butter that I'd been saving for a special occasion. It took a bite out of the Oreo and moaned in pleasure.

God this tasted so good. It's been a while.

"Erm..Rylee, what are you doing?" Sebastian asked, as he strolled into the kitchen, with both of his hand stuffed into a pair of shiny black work trousers.

He looked exhausted, but I chose to keep that to myself.

"You look terrible!" I blurted out, staring at his dark hair that hadn't been done and looked as if a bird had taken refuge in his hair.

"Thanks Rylee." He replied dryly as he took the Oreo from my hand and took a bite "I could say the same for you but then I'd be lying. You still manage to amaze me by always looking undeniably beautiful."

"Sebastian, this isn't the right time and there's so much going on and--"

He cut off my rambling and gave me a small smile, "If was just a compliment Rylee. A simple thank you would've been a lot more easier,"

I felt heat rush to my face, as I turned to look at the ground.

"Thank you," I mumbled, playing with my half-eaten fingernails.

"Hey Rylee, I was just teasing," he reached out to caress my shoulder and sighed "Are you upset? Please don't be upset."

"I'm not upset," I looked into his soft brown eyes and changed the subject "How are you feeling? Are you hungry? Sebastian you should sleep, you look so tired,"

"Everything has just been falling apart these past few days. I don't know what I'd do without you." He leaned forward and pressed a kiss to my temple "Thank you, Rylee."

I nodded, words had failed me at this moment.

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Sebastian had finally fallen asleep. He looked exhausted but atleast he looked somewhat peaceful.

Well not peaceful at all but at least he was asleep. His long leg was sprawled out on the floor and his arm, draped over his forehead as he snored softly.

What a sight.

I wanted to wake him up, tell him to go and sleep on his bed but I knew as soon as his eyes fluttered open, they wouldn't close again until Olivia was found and we could return to life as normal.

But he'd probably wake up with a sore back and neck, so the right thing to do is to wake him up.

But he looked so peaceful, he hasn't slept in almost 24 hours.

I internally argued with myself for about fifteen more minutes until I decided to wake him up.

"Sebastian," I mumbled, gently shaking him from his slumber. He groaned and mumbled some incoherent words before he finally opened his eyes.

"F*ck." He swore sitting up rapidly and scanning the room, "Did they find her? Olivia? Is she here?"

Seeing his face, so hopeful and childlike, it broke ny heart having to tell him that they still haven't found her.

"Oh." He mumbled standing up, "How long was I out for?"

"About half an hour," I replied, glancing at him as he untucked his shirt "But maybe you should go back to sleep, you haven't slept properly--."

"Rylee. Please." And with that he walked away, climbing up the stairs and into his office.

Hopefully he'll sleep in there.

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"Down boy," I instructed Winston as I spotted Jacob, leaning against a tree, smoking. He didn't seem like one to smoke, but then again, Jacob was full of suprises "I see you've taken a break off causing trouble," I called out to him as he stomped on the cigarette and smiled.

"One does get tired, it's exhausting really," he shrugged pulling out a box of cigarettes "Would you like one?"

"I don't smoke, and neither should you. It could give you lung cancer," I lectured as he lit the cigarette, puffing out smoke in my face "Then you could die."

I fanned away the smoke, taking a step backwards, with Winston hiding behind my feet.

"We're all going to die, Why not speed up the process?" He shrugged, blowing out smoke into the air. I used my hand to cover ny nose "Anyway death doesn't seem that bad anymore,"

"Still..." I was out of arguments, he clearly didn't value his life.

"So did you enjoy those little gifts I left around your house? I sure did, making them was so much fun," he smirked.

"You're not even going to deny that it was you," My voice was muffled, I was trying not to inhale the smoke.

"Am I supposed to? I thought I made it pretty clear. You and your lover boy are going to get caught why not--"

"--Speed up the process. I get it." I finished removing my hand from my mouth.

"I was actually going to say 'Get it over with' but I guess that's pretty good," he shrugged, once again dropping the cigeratte and stomping on it, he reached for his packet but I stopped him.

"You haven't got anything against me. It's Sebastian you hate, you want to get back at him for something that he done in the past." I accused, "If you think that's the only way to get back at him, then you're delusional."

"He destroyed something that I loved, I'll destroy something that he loves." Was all he said.

"And that's me, you want to destroy me." Jacob shrugged and turned away, avoiding eye contact.

"You are a nice girl Rylee, but you got involved with the wrong family. We're fvcked up, every single one of us is fvcked up." He said monotonously and I took his hand in mine.

"Yeah, I get that you're all fvcked up. I mean aren't we all, but you as an individual don't have to be. I know you Jacob, and I know you're not like this."

"You're just saying that so I won't kill him."

I never really thought Jacob to be a violent guy and that made me wonder, what did Sebastian do to make someone so angry they're now fueled by hate and anger.

It first started with their small disagreements over who wants to eat the pie that I'd just made but now.. now that I think about it, there is something more. There always had been something more.

Jacob opened my hand and stuffed a small piece of paper inside before closing it and gazing into my eyes.

"I don't want to hurt you Rylee, but if it means breaking Sebastian then I will happily kill you." He was looking down at me, his dark eyes, almost black with rage, as he let go off my hand.

I opened my wrist, uncrumpling the small piece of paper.

395 Cramwell Road. 7p.m. sharp.

~D&J

And when I looked up to question Jacob. He was gone.

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I'd never felt more like an idiot until I saw 395 Cramwell Road. A small abandoned house, with a garden filled with grass up to my knees.

It taken ages to convince Sebastian that this could help us find Olivia, since the police were probably beginning to give up and their attention was being diverted to a murder in Westminster.

"Rylee, are you sure this is even safe?" Sebastian asked, pushing open the gate and holding it open for Winston and I.

"I don't know, but this our last hope. Why would Jacob just give a piece of paper that has an address and time on it?" I shrugged, stepping over a large rock that almost killed me.

"Maybe it's a trap," he shrugged, walking over to the door and pushing it. "It's locked." He stated.

"Don't tell me all those hours you spend in the gym have gone in vain. Do something!" I demanded and Sebastian took a step back, taking a deep breath before kicking the door with so much force that I thought it would break.

"Happy?" He asked breathlessly and I smiled, nodding about to take a step inside when he stopped me.

"I'll go in first. Just incase." He walked inside the house slowly, looking around before signalling for us to come in.

The house was just like I'd expected. Empty.

The walls bare, with only a few pieces of wallpaper, stuck to the wall and the concrete floor, filled with stones.

"Waste of time," Sebastian muttered kicking a stone angerily.

"I'm sorry," I mumbled, slumping as I averted my eyes to the ground. Winston began to bark

I should've never trusted Jacob, he played me like monopoly.

"It's not your fault Rylee," he sighed, trying to shush Winston who was trying to break free from his leash and run upstairs, "What's up with him?" Sebastian grumbled pulling the lead back, in attempt to pull Winston back with him.

Winston continued to bark and growl, pulling at the lead until it snapped then he darted upstairs.

"Winston!" I cried, as both Sebastian and I darted upstairs.

Winston ran into a room and Sebasitan and I followed, pushing to door open.

On the floor sat Winston, who was happily licking a girls face.

That girl....Olivia.

"Olivia," Sebastian breathed out, taking another step forward. Olivia turned at the mention of her name, and her face lit up.

"Dad! Rylee!" she exclaimed running towards Sebastian's open arms, Sebastian picked her up and spun her around.

We'd found her.

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Explaining to the police was a pretty difficult job, they wanted to know everything that happened from beginning.

Olivia was fine, they'd brought her to the hospital for a check-up and she'd left with a small plaster over her eyebrow where she'd fallen.

They asked her a bunch a questions and she told them everything.

She'd wanted to go to the park because she was desperate to see a kitten that she'd found last time she went.

When she'd found the kitten and was playing with it, Uncle Jacob spotted her and played for a while. He'd led her back to the park and went his own way.

Then two men approached her and told her they knew where the kittens mother was. Her description of the men was pretty uncertain, as she didn't stay with them for long, but she was able to state their skin colour and what they were wearing.

They'd brought her to the Thames where they took of one of shoe and threw it in and the other, they left on the floor.

They took Olivia to the house she was in now and left her in there until we'd found her.

It was a long story and she looked exhausted, so after telling the PI. She'd gone straight to bed, with the cause of our problem, the kitten.

"A small cream British shorthair," the police officer has identified for us "A female."

The kitten had grown slightly attached to Olivia and wouldn't do anything, unless Olivia was near.

I finally had a moment to myself. I fell back on the couch and thanked the Lord, that they'd found Olivia.

Hopefully things would return to normal very soon.

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"I believe I owe you ten thousand pounds," Sebastian murmered as he ran his thumb against my thigh.

"I believe you don't," I replied staring into his chocolate brown eyes, that I'd find myself getting lost inside.

"Rylee, if it wasn't for you, Olivia wouldn't be sound asleep in her own bed right now," He protested furrowing his eyebrows "Giving you the reward is the least I can do."

"If you give me the money, I'll only give it back. I don't need or want your money Sebastian." I argued, playing with his hair.

"If you insist," he sighed, "Well I've got to give you something to show my gratitude, what do you want Rylee?"

"Nothing. I'm fine and I mean it." Sebastian nodded and held my face in his hands, pulling me into a soft kiss.

His lips and mine moved in sync, as he pressed his hand on my back, pushing me closer to him.

I broke away from the kiss and his head fell backwards, landing on the soft pillow. His eyes remained close and I could tell he was drifting off.

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