Chapter 48: Losing It

**Marcello**

We walk into the room and I watch as Calix places Rosalie on the bed.

“Now honestly, what is plan?” I stand waiting. “What you said about Daisy is fucked up!” Had she heard!

“Someone is sending back information. So right now, Daisy is nothing, we treat her as nothing until we figure out who it is. If they think we were just using her, then they won’t fucking touch her! So stay away.”

Standing I stare at Calix. “No, I’m not treating her like fucking shit.” What the hell?

“Right now, she is safer with us acting like we don’t care. We need to know which of our men is speaking, the only one who can be trusted is Troy, so he needs to know, plus he needs to stop being so close with her because again, it raises questions.”

“Cal, have you considered how fucked up that is. How much it will hurt her?” Demitri looks at him.

“Would you rather her be hurt by us, mentally, or physically hurt or even dead by others?”

“We don’t know that will happen though!” Grant was just talking crap.

“Look at Rosalie, they knew she never meant more than sex, but did this, so imagine how fucking far they will go with Daisy. We keep our distance for a few days. Find out what happened with Rosalie, then we get back to normal, but Daisy sticks to the rules. She is a worker, someone we bought, nothing more.” Calix looks at us, my eyes going to Rosalie.

“I don’t think I can sit and see her hurting Cal.”

“That’s why we take a few days, after a few days she will be pissed off, she won’t look hurt, she will look at us like she wants to kill us, so it will be easier. Demitri, go back to the club, save some women. Rosalie lives here until we know the truth. We will act like before if she agrees.”

I shake my head. I can’t act like I’m fucking Rosalie. Sitting we talk, hours passing by before I see Rosalie moving, I watch as she sits up looking around confused.

“One phone call, two months after we ended this?” Calix looks at her hurt. “What was your plan, have the baby and pretend it wasn’t one of ours? Sneak thousands into a clinic to keep it hidden you had an abortion, what?” He stands looking at her pissed off.

For someone who is usually the calm one, and considerate he’s fucking up right now. Moving I push him out the way, my arms wrapping around her.

“It’s fine, don’t worry, he’s just an ass.” I turn to Calix and shake my head at him.

“Like it matters now Calix. The baby is gone.” Her words are cold, and I cuddle her, but right now it should be Calix, I know he is better at this than me.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to sound cruel.” I move watching as he sits with her. Sitting we wait for her to explain, and I wonder if she will tell us everything or not.

“Two weeks ago I found out I was pregnant. I freaked out, you three had Daisy and loved her, even I could see that. I wasn’t about to walk in and drop a bomb! I don’t know what I was going to do. Then I decided it was best not to keep the baby.”

Calix looks at her hurt, but I don’t blame her. Hell she has no idea which one of us would be the dad, and we’re exactly in a position to raise a baby, and it would just become a target like her and Daisy.

“I knew certain people within the clinic would tell you, so I tried getting money in every way possible to buy their silence. Grants friends clearly found out I was pregnant.”

So she had no plans to keep the baby.

“Right, how did you end up in that place beaten?” Calix looks at her annoyed.

“They gave me choices. I ring Calix, and tell him I was pregnant and to save me and the baby he hands over Daisy. If he didn’t answer, that meant they ensured they got to you three by using the baby. So they repeatedly punched and kicked me until I lost the baby.” I don’t speak, just listen to her words.

Everything is fucked up.

“I should have answered.” Calix looks at her, clearly full of guilt.

“No, I’m glad you didn’t! I wasn’t going to keep the baby Calix, even if you knew and said to. So you letting them take Daisy and killing her for a baby I wouldn’t keep, would be wrong.”

“It was your choice, even if you had chosen that, it is still wrong.” Demitri looks at her.

“I’m guessing they are dead?” She looks at us.

“I sent some guys to track them down and deal with them. For now we will stay in and appear to be taking time to help you heal.” Calix explains.

“This is in case the guy is watching right?”

We all look at her now.

“One of them mentioned an inside spy, they knew Daisy was close to you guys so they planned to kill her if you took her to them.”

I listen to her words and consider if Calix is right in saying we keep our distance.

“Did anything else get said?” Calix asks.

“Just that for now I will keep you occupied, but their main target is Daisy to hurt you three. Only they said the plan for Daisy won’t be quick.”

“Which is why I said we stay away; now do you agree?” Calix looks at us. I want to nod, but the thought of her hurting over us scares me. “You two have a choice, we hurt her, and keep our distance or they see she is our weakness and she is dead.” Calix states.

“Fine, what’s the plan?” I look at him.

“The plan is for a few days we stay in here. I will email her orders, we keep our distance, then you two won’t fall at your knees and feel bad for her hurting her. With Rosalie’s approval, we go back to how we were, but Rosalie stays here. She was only a target because of the baby. The plan is, whoever it is watching, sees we’re back with Rosalie, are distance with Daisy and looking like we don’t care, so they take Daisy off the table. At least until we find out who it is.”

“I will agree.” Rosalie looks at us. “I have heard enough to know what Daisy has been through already, you have all told me enough to know she doesn’t deserve to be hurt more.” Wow, I didn’t think she would agree.

“What about her staying here, that’s different from before, how do we know they won’t see her as a target?” I don’t want Rosalie getting involved more.

“Everyone will know she is here to recover, it won’t be more than a week. We will find out who it is quickly.” Calix states confidently, but I don’t see how we can figure this out quick when we’re blind. We spend time talking, figuring out the plan going forward.

The next three days we hide away. The few times I see Daisy it is clear she is hurting, I am glad we stay hidden as seeing her all day constantly looking hurt I am likely to cuddle her which fucks up every part of this plan.