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Tyler's pov

I turned uncomfortably in bed, not wanting to get up, the memories of last night flooded my brains and I reached out to touch Gray, only to find an empty space?

Wait, empty space?!

I jerked up immediately, and looked around, Aubrey was gone, her shoes, her dress, there was no trace of Aubrey.

Why did she leave?

I sighed and lay back in bed for some minutes, thinking of reasons why Aubrey would leave without asking for permission.

OK fine, I kidnapped her, I was wrong, but last night was beautiful, didn't she like it? What was she thinking? Why did she leave like this?

"Arghh." I groaned and got out of bed.

Trying to get Aubrey out of my head, I went to have a cold bath. I had work to do today, I must get my parcel back from whoever was stupid enough to steal it.

Ever since my parcel was stolen, I made a least of all my enemies, well the ones I could remember, I paid them visits one by one, and trust me those visits ended up with me wasting my bullets on their foreheads.

Harsh? Well, they should have thought of that before stealing my parcel, and trust me, I won't stop these killings until my parcel is found.

I just can't help but wonder who would decide to wake up one morning and just 'steal the Bresfort parcel' it should be an amateur, someone that is new to the Mafia business. I mean, who would want to face my wrath so badly?

Who would even think of wanting to face my wrath?

"Richie, my keys!" I yelled at my new clerk guy.

"Y-yes sir." Richie said, fumbling with my keys as he placed it on my palms, he was literally shaking.

"What the hell is wrong with you? You sick or something?" I asked him.

Richie furrowed his brows. "N-no sir, i- I just wanted to apologize." He said.

I turned to face him. "For what?"

"You see... Um... My girlfriend thought it was o-okay to u-se your kitchen, s-so she d-did." He stuttered.

I hid the amusement in my voice. "You have a girlfriend?" I asked.

"Yes, actually- she's my fiancee. We've been together for y-years now." Richie said.

I nodded my head thoughtfully. "Okay, whatever, as long as it's your girlfriend and not you."

"T-thank you sir."

"You sure you don't have a problem with your tongue?" I asked him again.

"N-no sir." He replied.

I shook my head and gestured for him to get in the car.

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