Divya

8: what the hell.

*warning this chapter has some violence in it*

Lorenzo's pov

The door to my office swung open and Carlos came running in.

"He's at a normal looking house" I raised an eyebrow then nodded.

Drake would normally go to a old looking warehouse, weird.

"Give the address to the driver now" I ordered and he nodded.

We pull up to a decent looking house.

I knock on the door and hear shuffling.

"What are you doing here"it's the girl I saw inside the restaurant.

"You have something of mine" I said gruffly.

She had a look of confusion on her face "No I don't"

I sighed "a person love"

She must of realised who I was talking about because she quickly shut the door in my face but broke my finger in the process.

I hissed then the door got opened again.

"YOU BROKE MY FINGER YOU BLODDY WOMAN" I screamed in her face.

She looked down at it and smiled "well that's not my fault your finger was in the way"

Then she shut the door on my face. She must of had someone inside with her because I heard a muffled "it was the mailman"

Yeah mailman my bloody ass.

Now I have a very high pain tolerance but what pissed me off was this was my dominant hand and now I have to have a pissing cast on it.

Can't I just break it back.

I got back to the mansion.

Carlo muffled a laugh when he saw my finger.

"Shut the fuck up and fix my finger dickhead" I grumbled at Carlos.

Once he has finished with my finger he spoke.

"Anything else ya need boss" Carlos asked with a smile.

"Get me a file on Divya" I ordered.

Carlos nodded.

Just as I had finished signing the last paper I needed to Carlos came sprinting in the office.

I raised an eyebrow "I got the file you needed"

"Ok so why did you run here Carlos" I asked him.

"Charlotte was wanting me to bang her again" he said while looking disgusted.

I bursted out laughing.

He stormed out, slamming the door.

Divya Dextra

19 years of age.

Parents:

Father: deceased.

Mother: deceased.

Brown hair up to lower back,
baby blue eyes,
hour glass figure,
Olive skin tone.

Huh Divya raven pretty name for a pretty girl.

I have to find a way to get back inside her house.

God damn.

From what I saw her house has this protective layer powered by a special system.

From what I have seen it's really hard to dismantle these types of layers.

I called Damian.

"Si boss" Damian answered.
(Yes boss)