Stealing Beauty

“Mikhail, I am fine. A little pissed off, but I’m fine. Mr. Navarro has been polite for the most part. Although, I’m sure he’s wondering why I’m here and his sister is with you. I can’t believe you would send me to your rival just to get with his sister.”

“I did no such thing.”

“I got a message to leave early from your phone and to go to the airport because you were flying out when I was supposed to come to the island.”

“What the fuck? I didn’t send you any message like that. Someone else set that up. It was probably Navarro.”

“He thinks you’re a criminal. I told him you weren’t, but he said you kidnapped his sister.”

“I didn’t kidnap her. Fuck, I just didn’t stop her from getting on the wrong plane.”

“I can’t believe you. Is this what’s been wrong with you lately.”

“There’s nothing wrong with me lately.”

“Bull crap, brat. Ivan and I know you’ve been zoning out on us when we get together. You can barely keep up with the conversations. I love you, so if she makes you happy, I’ll do all I can to help.”

“I’m sorry, Tasha, but yes, Marisol is all I think about. I’m going to marry her soon whether Navarro likes it or not.”

“Not cool, brat. I’m staying here as a guest of Mr. Navarro’s, and he’s being nice about everything. Don’t do anything too crazy. I just wanted you to know I was okay before you sent an army for me.”

“Are you really okay?” I have to be sure that he’s not going to harm her. In my gut, I know he’s not going to hurt her physically, but what if he breaks her heart?

“Yes, I promise.”

“I’m going to find out who sent you there,” I inform her. Someone had to send her there and accessed my phone. I looked, and there are no texts to my sister about anything, so they cloned my phone, or they freaking hacked my phone, sending the messages then deleting them.

“Good. I want to know that, too. Julian will want to look into it, too. Have a good night.” she says, ending the call. I can’t believe that she believes it was me. Navarro is already working on her. Beating his ass would make my day. Completely frustrated, I go back to the grill and about to put the steaks on it when I don’t see Marisol standing there anymore. Turning off the grill, I walk back in. She’s not in the kitchen, and the knife is missing. I run upstairs and find her things there. I call my head of security. “Has anyone left the compound?”

“No, but Viktor’s vehicle is coming forward.”

“Don’t let him leave. I can’t find Marisol.”

“Shit, okay.” I go into my office and open my secret drawer, pulling out my Walther. I may not be a thug, but I am sure as fuck prepared to deal with anyone who wants to hurt my family. Suddenly, I can hear shots fired through the phone. I’m out the door and into my truck. I speed to the gate, but Viktor’s truck is gone.

Fear and anger send me racing down the road. There aren’t many places for him to hide, but he could attack the guests as well. I open the tracking device I have for all of the phones I gave to my employees. I’m on the right road, but I’m a good mile away from him.

I call his phone and the asshole answers. “Where is she, Viktor?”

“Your little bitch is in my lap. If I don’t get what I want, you’ll get her back in pieces.” I’m going to kill the bastard.

“Why are you doing this?” I ask as our beacons get closer together.

“Are you fucking stupid?” he roars. “I want the money. I want everything. You were supposed to die. If you had the other two would have been next. You didn’t, and my father protected them. He died saving them from the people I hired. Now you owe me everything. Hell, your woman is so tempting, I might keep her,” he adds sinisterly. I speed up and see he’s one car ahead of me. We have to slow down because we’ve hit the main town area, but he veers off, doing a U-turn as he passes me, I don’t see Marisol in his SUV. I pull a U-turn and speed up to him. I’m on his side, and he opens fire at me. I shoot in his vehicle and hit him in the arm. He swerves off the road onto a ditch. I’m about to go after him and get Marisol if she’s in the back, but my Bluetooth goes off. “What is it? I’m chasing Viktor. I need to get Marisol.”

“She’s here, boss. She’s hurt, but she’s okay. We’ve called medics for Beto who was injured at the gate.”