Chapter 14 🤍

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~ UNKNOWN POV ~

I slam my fist into the table. Hard

"What the fuck is taking them so god damn long!? She isn't even that hard to find! " I grab assistant by the collar of her tight blouse and yank her towards me.

"I- I don't know sir! " she cries, her black hair flying forward.

"Damn it! You women are fucking useless!" I spit in her face, my hand releasing her blouse and grabbing onto her face.

"Get out of my sight. " I growl, before shoving her back.

She scurries out of my office.

I rub my temples, groaning in frustration.

"FUCK." I  yell, slamming my stuff off my desk, papers falling everywhere.
I punch a hole in my wall, before picking up my chair and throwing it too.
The chair breaks but I'm not done yet.
I let out another yell and throw more stuff before storming out of my office.

I approach my maids and bark,
"Clean up the mess. "

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~ Gabriel's POV ~

I stopped by Linda's apartment to pick up Casey.

The feeling is back

Fuck.

Why's this happening?

I walk over to one of the bedrooms with the door shut, figuring Casey would be in there.

Muffled voices..?

The feeling grows worse.

Something doesn't feel right.

I quickly open the door to see Charles and Casey sitting on his bed.
He had quickly pulled his hands away from her.

The hell?

This isn't right..

Something isn't adding up..

Casey's eyes lighten and the discomfort disappears in a instant.
She leaps off the bed and runs to me.

"Daddy! " she squeals, running to my arms.

Shocked, I pick her up.

I smile.

I wasn't expecting her to call me her father, but I'm very glad she did.

However, something about this room is unsettling..

I glance at Charles, who is silently sitting on his bed and looking at Casey as if she was a chunk of meat.

I stare at him hard, my face dark with hate and slight confusion.

I take Casey to my car and buckle her up.

While I'm driving I can't help but wonder if...

"Casey, does Charles touch you? "

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