Chapter 74: Damn You, Ronald

DAMON

The door opened and Andro walked into my office with two men beside him. He'd been tracking Ronald for weeks now and I was getting really disappointed. He used to be my best tracker but he was becoming slow and sloppy.

"Okay Andro, what do you have?"

I nodded at Carlo to go ahead and send the barrels to one of my clients. I had a lot of work waiting for me after spending a week in that damn hospital.

"Boss, I was able to track Ronald, but I didn't find anything important. He hasn't been seen around much - he's been trying to stay hidden from the public."

"Andro, I need information I don't already know."

I was getting tired of listening to his empty words. This was taking too long and I had other things to worry about.

"Two days ago, he met with one of those high tech guys who makes fake stuff look real. I didn't know what he wanted to do with him."

Andro's voice was cold and his expression was blank, like always.

"You mean Greyson? What does he want with Greyson?"

Now I was getting more interested. Greyson was dangerous - he could make anything look believable if you paid him enough.

"I didn't know at first. You know Greyson, he doesn't care what you want as long as you pay him good money. He wouldn't tell me what Ronald wanted from him." Andro paused. "So I had him kidnapped and tortured until he finally talked. He said Ronald wanted him to forge some fake incident, something that never actually happened."

I looked at my men. That was weird and definitely not good.

"Did he say what the incident was?"

Andro shook his head. "No, he didn't. Said he couldn't reveal what it was because Ronald told him he'd kill him if he talked." He shrugged. "So I killed him anyway. Was getting tired of that little brat."

I sighed and ran my hands through my hair. "Fuck. Whatever Ronald is planning, it's big. And his brother too - I told Russo to handle his own brother but he wouldn't listen."

"Don't you think Russo might be part of this?"

Carlo spoke up for the first time since Andro walked in. I looked at him, considering his question. I didn't trust any of those motherfuckers, honestly.

"I don't know, but if he is, I promise I'll go back to the mafia and destroy his empire and everything he's built."

I meant every single word.

"And if Ronald does something crazy, what are you going to do about it?"

Carlo asked again, and I stared at him, then back at Andro and his men.

"If Ronald does something more stupid than what he's already done, then I will come back to the mafia world and I will destroy him. I will kill everything that matters to him, just like I promised him at that party."

I didn't wait for them to respond before I walked out of the room. I needed to see Annabel. I fucking missed her so much it hurt.

When I opened the door to our room, everything was quiet. Too quiet. That was strange because she was usually doing something - reading, listening to music, or just moving around. I could still smell her sweet fragrance in the air, which meant she'd showered maybe an hour ago.

I looked around the room. Her phone was on the bed, just sitting there.

Maybe she went to swim like she'd been asking to do. But something felt off. Something wasn't right.

I slowly grabbed her phone and something inside me told me to check it. When I tried to open it, it was unlocked. That was really strange - I knew she always put passwords on her phone.

I didn't know what I was doing, but the moment I swiped up, my heart completely stopped at what I saw staring back at me.

"Fuck!" I screamed out loud.

I swiped again, and each picture made my hands shake and my heart almost explode with anger. But mostly with fear. Pure, cold fear.

The pictures showed me with Janet. Pictures that looked so real, so believable. Pictures of me doing things I never did, with Janet, that filthy bitch I'd never even met but once. But they looked completely real.

"Fuck, fuck! Damn you, Ronald!"

I screamed, running to the bathroom to look for her, but she wasn't there. Now I wasn't thinking straight and it felt like my head was going to explode.

That's when I saw the note on the table. My whole body froze when I saw it, fear taking over my face completely.

"Cupcake, what have you done?"

I whispered, slowly reaching for the paper. When I turned it over, there were words written in bold letters:

"FUCK YOU DAMON."

It was like the world stopped existing for a few seconds. Like I stopped breathing and everything went completely still.

Those words were strong enough to shatter every bit of control I thought I had.

I grabbed my phone and quickly dialed her number. For the first time in a long time, I actually prayed to God to please let her answer, to please let her be okay.

But her number wasn't reachable. I tried a second time, then a third, fourth, fifth time. Same thing every time. Now my breathing was coming out in short, panicked gasps.

I ran out of the room, my men following beside me as I stormed into my office.

"Boss, what's the problem?"

Carlo asked. He could see the tension radiating off me, but I didn't answer him. Instead, I grabbed the computer on my desk and threw it across the room, watching it smash into pieces on the ground.

"He has her! Ronald fucking has her! He has Annabel!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. "Who the fuck let her leave? Who was supposed to be watching her when she left this mansion without telling me?"

All my men stumbled backward in fear, trying to shield themselves from what was about to happen.

"How?" Andro asked, looking completely confused.

I threw Annabel's phone at him and he caught it, swiping through the pictures as everything started to make sense.

"This was the job Ronald hired Greyson to do. That motherfucker set this whole thing up."

Andro's jaw was clenched tight with anger.

"Fuck, I wish I had given that piece of shit a slower death. I should have made him suffer more instead of giving him a quick end."

"We need to find her. Now."

I walked toward Andro, my voice deadly calm.

"I need every security footage from the last four hours. Find out exactly how she left this estate and who was with her."

Andro nodded and quickly walked out of the room.

"Are we going back to the mafia world?"

Carlo asked, and I turned to look at him. My smile was cold and dangerous.

"Yes, we are. Since Ronald wants me back in the mafia world so badly, then that's exactly where I'll be."

Each one of those fake pictures kept flashing through my mind. It had to be Ronald's daughter behind this - that filthy piece of trash Janet.

The door slammed open and Andro walked back in, his face showing a mix of anger and determination.

"Boss, we found something. And I think I found a real lead."

I smiled, but it wasn't a good smile at all. It was the kind of smile that meant people were going to die. Because I was going to make sure I killed everyone involved in this. Everyone who had hurt my cupcake.