CHAPTER 54

Third Person's POV:

Kaylee was not feeling well, so she got up and told Stassi that she was going to use the restroom. She walked towards the restroom and, after entering, felt like puking, so she puked in the sink and washed her mouth out. She had been feeling nauseous since she came to the club, and she didn't know why.

The door to the washroom opened, and Chicago came in.

"Are you okay?" she asked, concerned.

"No. I just puked, and I am feeling a little dizzy. "

"Come, let's get you home," Chicago said, grabbing Kaylee's hand.

"But Stassi didn't even cut her cake yet."

"I will text her. She will understand. You are not feeling well, so let me take you home. "

"It's okay. I can stay a little longer for Stassi. After all, it's her 23rd birthday. She will feel sad if I am not there," Kaylee tried to protest.

"Oh, believe me, she is busy with a handsome hunk, and we don't want boss to get mad now, do we?"

At this, Kaylee sighed and nodded. Chicago grabbed her hand and took her out of the club through the back door. "This is not the exit," Kaylee thought aloud.

"I know. There will be media at the front door, so that's why I took this door." Chicago nodded at the bodyguard when he tried to stop her and ask where they were going. "She's not feeling well, so I am taking her home."

Because Chicago was the girlfriend of the third-in-command, no one suspected anything wrong and let the two women go. Chicago opened a car door and sat inside. After starting the car, she held a bottle out to Kaylee. "Drink water. I don't want you to puke in my car."

"And you think drinking water may help me not puke?" Kaylee asked dryly.

"Just drink it. You will feel better."

"Whatever," Kaylee said and drank the entire water bottle in one go.

Chicago smirked when Kaylee dozed off, opening her phone and calling a number. "I am bringing her there. Clear the room for our guest," she said and laughed loudly. She looked at Kaylee and stopped the car, grabbing her purse and phone and throwing them out of the window. Starting her car back up again, Chicago ran it over the phone until it was broken beyond repair. "My baby ain't gonna track you down this time. It's my turn to hold the title of Dona." She smirked.

•••

"Where's Kaylee? She went to the washroom but didn't come back. It's been 30 minutes," Stassi said out loud.

Isabelle frowned and called Marco. The minute he was told of Kaylee's situation, he took Fiona's hand and went to the VIP section.

"Call her number. Fiona, you go check the restroom. I will call the bodyguards."

Fiona and Isabelle checked everywhere but found nothing. Marco came back and asked if they had found Kaylee, but they only shook their heads. He grabbed his head in his hands and muttered loud enough for everyone to hear him, "We are so fucked."

Marco went up to the office with Stassi and checked the CCTV cameras, where they saw Chicago and Kaylee leaving the club from the back door. "What? Thank God. We thought she was kidnapped." Stassi and Fiona sighed in relief.

Isabella looked at the video closely. "Why am I not getting a good feeling from this?" she muttered.

"Call Chicago," Marco said.

They tried to call her, but the call was automatically forwarded to voicemail. "Something is really wrong," Isabella muttered again.

"We are so damn fucked. Brother is gonna kill us one by one," Stassi muttered.

"Why the fuck is Chicago not answering the call?" Fiona sighed in irritation.

The group went back to the mansion and asked Cane to call Chicago, assuring Massimo that Kaylee had left with Chicago, which was why she was not with them right now. Still, Massimo got angry at Marco for leaving her side. "You know we can't believe anybody right now, don't you? "he shouted.

"What are you trying to say, boss? Chicago is family," Cane interrupted, not liking what Massimo was implying about his girlfriend.

"You will see who is family and who is not. Track her car down," Massimo said through gritted teeth.

"She is my girlfriend. You can't blame her. Didn't you see Dona herself go with her?" Cane said in his girlfriend's defense, still not meeting his boss's eyes.

As Cane argued for his girlfriend, Isabelle stood back with a sad smile on her face. She had loved Cane since she first saw him, but he had always ignored her and made Chicago his life. She had been happy for him and backed off, willing to let go of her crush as long as he was happy. But she still couldn't help it when her heart felt a light tug whenever he showed affection towards her friend.

"Track her fucking car down," Massimo shouted. There was a reason he was so suspicious about Chicago. Just an hour ago, he had seen the CCTV camera recording of his mansion in Italy, where Chicago had met Kaylee and told her bullshit about him. He just wasn't sure why she would do this because, as far as he could tell from her background, there was no evidence of her being connected with any other mafia or gang. He had been about to alert Marco when the group came back—without Kaylee.

Fuck. Where could she be?

•••

"You did well. Just make sure they won't find it, "the man said.

"Oh, they won't." She smirked

"So what now?" he asked.

"Nothing. You kidnapped both me and her. I staged a scene with my car crashing into a tree and a little blood from our men in the car. After a week, you will let me go, or I will run away from here. While you have 'killed' the precious Kaylee Jenn, I will get Massimo, and you will get what you want. Make sure to take her where he can't find her," she said. He, being naïve, nodded and accepted the plan. "I am gonna head out and sleep," she said.

He nodded and dismissed her. Once she was back in her own room, she smirked and lay down on her bed. "You were really easy prey, mister," she murmured. The real plan was that she would kill him and Kaylee after a week or so, once she could be sure that Massimo had found their location. "You are a big fool if you think Massimo Feorenzo will not be able to find us. Oh, he will. He surely will." She laughed. "And when he does find us, you and your good-for-nothing Kaylee will be gone for good. And me…" She laughed like she was high. "I will be injured very badly, and they will think I survived. Then, I will have my Massimo." She laughed and laughed until she grew tired and fell asleep.