She swallowed nervously and then looked around the room, I could see her searching for the right words. "Oh for God's sake, just say it!"
"Prez, Caleb Killic has her.”
“And he’s requesting a meeting with you." Demise finished for her.
“Son of a bitch!" Rhea shouted out the words that seemed to have left me.
"You're not going," Stiletto was adamant.
As the women around formulated plans on how to protect me, my mind was already set on how I was going to get Sanja back.
Raising my hand, the room instantly silenced. "Tell Caleb Killic I'll be there."
"You can't possibly… "
I looked sternly at Roulette, silencing her. "Stop. All of you just stop what you're doing. My priority is and always has been the safety of these girls. If what he wants is to see me, then in order for him to let go of our own, I’ll replace her. I'm done hiding anyway."
"You can't possibly give up all that you’ve done so easily." Rhea stated.
"I'm giving nothing up. Caleb Killic found me months ago."
"What?" Paramore whispered.
I nodded. "It's what this feeling of being watched was. He's known where I've been the entire time. Probably planning all this to his advantage. He likes to play games ladies. I might as well indulge him. As long as we get Sanja back in one piece."
I got up and went to the door. I needed time to assimilate things. "Roulette, Demise, make sure there's a car up front in an hour. You'll both be coming with me. And I don't want to hear it," I looked specifically at Roulette.
"I wasn't going to hide forever, Rhea. You and I always knew that.”
Walking out of the conference room, I headed towards my office at the other secluded end of the building.
You would think I’d be shaking in my leather boots, but I wasn’t. It felt like a relief to finally be seen. After ten years of hiding, it was time to face my fears and revisit my past. I hadlost a little piece of me ten years ago. Changing my appearance, losing my name, and who I was. I always knew I’d see him again. Caleb wasn’t one to give up. Now I just had to figure out a way to resolve this without shedding any blood.
Chapter 17
Caleb
Iwas alone in my office, pouring myself a drink, when she arrived. I could feel the heat of her presence when she entered the room although not a word was spoken.
"It’s been a long time, Duchess. I presume you're here for Sanja?" I asked.
When I didn’t receive an immediate response, I looked at her over my shoulder. My breath literally left me. I felt as if though time was standing still and in the center of it all, only her and I were left. She was even more beautiful now than the images and memories I'd been left with. Memories that accompanied me well into the depths of my lonely nights and sullied my dreams.
She wore a red leather jacket over a white silk tank top and a striped pencil skirt with a high slit. High enough for her to be able to ride her motorcycle. Black Stiletto heels completed the outfit. Those heels did shit to my whole fucking being and I hated her for it.
Stay angry.
Stay focused.
"I'm not here for chit chat, Caleb. Tell me where the girl is and I'll be on my way."
I fully turned to her as the door snapped shut and locked behind her. I wasn't to be disturbed.
"The girl is safe. For now."
She turned slowly away from the locked door and those electric blue eyes of her trained on me and narrowed.
God, how I loved to see her get all fiery on me.
