Dirty And Dangerous Obsession

DEREK P. O. V

I was shocked by Sango’s revelation because his actions were out of character. While Dominic is known for being a womanizer, he had never shown interest in the strippers at my club before. He only comes here for business deals with his clients. However, I was also angry at Sango.

“Why did you give out someone’s address without their consent, Sango? Why did you give it to him?” I asked, struggling to control my urge to hit him. My fist was already hurting, all thanks to that idiot.

He shook his head effortlessly maintaining his calm expression and he replied, “He said they had unfinished business, and she had been avoiding him lately”

I scoffed loudly, “But that doesn’t justify giving out her address for petty lies. Why didn’t he go to her directly?” I exclaimed, my anger boiling over.

I have warned them countless times not to disclose anyone’s information to anyone, no matter who they are. Well except for me because I’m their boss. But Hell no! My men were so bent on getting on my nerves.

I veered Jaxon, “Bring that envelope to my house. I will go through it later.” I hurriedly entered the elevator, and it slid me directly outside. I got into my car and drove straight to Gardy’s house.

Strangely, I felt restless for Gardy, unlike anyone else before. Something was definitely wrong, and I hoped she was okay for the sake of her son.

Dominic’s mention of unfinished business weighed heavily on my mind. I had known him for years and was aware of all his evil intentions. I didn’t trust him at all.

I abruptly stopped my car in front of Gardy’s apartment and was surprised to see Devon. He was about to get into his car but froze when he saw me, waiting for me to approach. The nerve of this boy.

I got out of my car and walked towards him, hands in my pockets. He slightly bowed as I got closer.

“What are you doing here, boss?” he asked, avoiding eye contact.

I noticed how tense he looked as if he hadn’t expected to see me. Devon usually acted freely and had a cheerful demeanor, but now he seemed completely different.

“Where is Gardy? Go inside and call her and Joanne for me,” I wasted no time in asking him, leaning against his car with my arms crossed, waiting for him to hurry inside and make the call.

He didn’t move, and there were a few minutes of silence that piqued my curiosity. “Devon!” I yelled his name, trying not to vent my anger on him, for taking Joanne without my permission.

He was startled but quickly composed himself. “Mob Boss, Gardy was kidnapped by an unknown man,” he rushed to explain.

His words hit me hard, and I struggled to comprehend what he had just said. I gave him a skeptical look. “Did you just say kidnapped? Gardy and Joanne?” My jaw dropped.

He nodded, then shook his head. “Yes, Gardy was kidnapped, but I can’t find Joanne anywhere,” he said, avoiding my gaze again. I wondered why.

A wave of relief washed over me upon hearing that Joanne was safe, but I was also worried sick about where she could be.

I turned to him. “Did you ask people around? Did anyone catch a glimpse of the man who kidnapped her?” I furrowed my eyebrows, inquiring.

He nodded. “Yes, he was wearing all black,” he revealed.

I knew it. I knew it was all Dominic’s doing. My instincts were right. I just hoped Gardy would be okay until I could save her. I had made a promise to her son, and I had to fulfill it.

I started walking back to my car but suddenly stopped. “That kidnapper was Dominic,” I said aloud, turning to face Doven.

“What?!” he exclaimed, shaking his head. “That can’t be. He’s dangerous. I shouldn’t have let her go alone.” Tears streamed down his face uncontrollably, shocking me.

Confusion filled my furrowed brows. I couldn’t describe the shock I felt. Devo

n was trembling like a leaf and seemed incredibly anxious. “Devon, are you okay?” I couldn’t help but ask.

His phone suddenly rang, and he ignored me, retrieving it from his pocket. He stared blankly at the screen, not answering the call that kept coming in. Then he looked up at me.

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Without wasting any time, I arrived in Mexico and attempted to contact Doven to inform him of my arrival. However, he did not answer any of my calls. After trying to reach him five times, I decided to leave him a message instead.

Observing my surroundings, I noticed people going in different directions. Despite it being nighttime, the streetlights illuminated the streets beautifully.

As I walked along the deserted path, a cold breeze brushed against my skin, causing goosebumps to form. I paused and looked around, momentarily losing my sense of direction. Fear gripped me as memories of the ordeal I had faced at the hands of the thugs in Italy resurfaced.

I hoped that today would be different. However, I couldn’t help but notice the calm and quiet atmosphere, with not a single person in sight. I quickly checked the time on my phone and realized it was already 12:40 a. m.

The cold breeze grew increasingly unbearable, stirring up dust from the ground. I had to use my hands to cover my nose as I scanned the area for shelter. Suddenly, a droplet of water fell, causing me to raise my gaze to the sky. Disappointed, I realized it was about to rain.

“Oh no… not now, please.”

Within a few minutes, the rain poured heavily, prompting me to run with all my strength. I quickly used my dress scarf to shield my hair from getting wet, as I desperately searched for any form of shelter, but then a black flashy car pulled up right in front of me.

Although I was already soaked, I made sure to cover my face with my hair, exercising caution. The young man in the car quickly stepped out and shielded me with his umbrella.

But as I lifted my face to see his face, I was taken aback to discover that it was none other than Peter, one of Dominic’s men.

“Holy fuck! Is fate on my side?”

I knew I had to act quickly. I couldn’t afford to get caught, or else I would be doomed if he recognized and captured me.