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I glanced at him then back to the road.

“You and I both know Miss Nirah isn’t going down without a fight.” She wasn’t supposed to fight. It was supposed to be me. I never should’ve fucking left her.

* * *

We were too late. The plane had already taken off.

I hadn’t been able to subside the burning rage inside of me.

Soon after reaching the airport we boarded my jet and took off.

Kiril had found one of Fujimura’s properties on the island, so as soon as the jet landed I instructed my men to head over and find her. If she wasn’t there, they’d been given permission to use any force necessary to get answers. Except killing the person responsible. I wanted that pleasure.

Before joining them, I had one last stop to make.

I banged my fist on the hotel door until it swung open, revealing the little brunette. My voice was gruff. “Where’s Moretti?”

CHAPTER 36

Antonio

My appearance, along with my question, took her by surprise and her grip on the door handle tightened.

“I—”

“Don’t make me ask you again.” I stepped closer, but a larger figure appeared behind her. Chase.

“Antonio—”

“Where the fuck, is Moretti?” I repeated, and he slipped an arm around the little brunette, pulling her to his side.

“What do you want with Kaden?”

“It’s none of your goddamn concern.”

“De Luca.”

My eyes shifted to Moretti approaching us, and both Chase and the brunette stepped aside.

“What are you doing here?” Kaden’s tone lowered, the frustration evident. He didn’t want me near the little brunette, but I didn’t give a fuck.

As soon as we got on that plane I needed to know where he was, and to my fucking luck he was already vacationing on the island. He was a difficult bastard to find, I’d give him that much. I now understood how he was able to stay off the grid all these years. But my woman was in trouble, and I didn’t give a damn.

“You need to come with me.”

He scoffed, arms crossed over his chest. He already knew why that was.

“You don’t need me, De Luca, you have—”

I stepped closer, cutting him off. “I need the motherfucker who carved into the pakhan’s chest and hung him on display.”

The muscle in his jaw ticked.

“You’re going to help me find my woman.” I pulled my gun from my waistband. “Or yours won’t live to see another day, Moretti.”

The little brunettes eyes widened at the sight of my gun and she jolted back before Chase moved in front of her, clearly not pleased by my threat.

Moretti stepped toward me, and my fingers tightened around my gun.