The Plot Thickens

3rd Person POV...

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"I don't care if someone stole it, you still have a week to get it to me, so I suggest you find a way to get it back," Carlos yelled on the phone.

"I will, but it might take a while," Christian replied.

"Don't let it take longer than a week. You don't want to find out what I'll do if you cross me, hermano!"

Christian didn't like Carlos' tone and the threats it implied. He decided to agitate his brother, just to see what lengths he was willing to go to get his share of the diamonds.

"And if I fail to get it to you by a week, what then? You're gonna kill more of my drivers? Huh? Come to my office and kill a bunch of random employees I've never met?"

"Ah! I see what you're trying to do, Chris. Well played! And you're right. Killing a bunch of random people who mean nothing to you is pointless in scaring you into cooperation...but killing a family member will surely be enough incentive," Carlos said sinisterly.

Christian faced his mansion from the gate where he stood, the hairs on his back were standing erect. He was feeling nervous with where the conversation on the phone was headed.

"You're the only family I have left, brother," Christian answered.

"I guess that would make your seventeen-year-old daughter, Caroline a pot made of clay,"Carlos responded and after he did, Christian's eyes shot open.

"How did...?

"I'm the leader of the Mafia, brother. Information on wealthy and affluent people is one of the perks of my position...so is espionage. I can easily plant a spy in your mansion to slit her throat in her sleep with just a word, so don't test me,” Carlos threatened.

“If you try to hurt my daughter, I swear to God, I will kill you…”

“Save your threats, brother, and get me what I want. Or your daughter pays the price,” Carlos said just before hanging up.

His last sentence caused Christian to toss his phone away and dash back towards the house, just to make sure Caroline was okay and wasn't in any danger.

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"I didn't know your father had a kid," Sylvia said to the young girl.

"That's because he doesn't tell his whores everything about himself," Caroline replied.

"I'm not—”

"What?" Caroline cut her off, "You're not his whore? He isn't paying you to be here?" She asked with a raised brow.

Sylvia could see that the young girl wasn't excited by her presence, and although she was being rude, she still wanted to start off on the right foot with her.

"I'm not a whore," she replied.

"Whatever! Just make sure to stay away from me while you're here. Being caged in here like an animal is already annoying enough," Caroline replied.

Just then, Christian dashed into the study where the girls were and walked over to his daughter, looking all concerned.

"Caroline. Are you alright, honey?"

"I'm fine. I'm pretty sure your new whore needs you more than I do. She seemed a little shocked to suddenly find out that I exist," Caroline replied aggressively before walking away from her father.

“Carol,” he called out but she didn't stop until she was out of the room.

Sylvia could do nothing but stare at Christian, waiting for him to break the tension by saying something.

"I thought you left for a meeting?" She asked instead.

"I changed my mind. I'll be taking the rest of the day off," he took a step closer, "I was going to tell you about Caroline tonight. That was the plan, it's why I wanted you to live here during the duration of our deal."

"It's fine! You don't owe me any explanation," Sylvia said modestly.

"But I do," Christian added before walking to her.

As he stood in front of her, Sylvia could feel her heartbeat accelerating because of how close he'd gotten. She could feel the heat coming off him, and when he lifted her face up to look at his, she saw the desire in his eyes.

"I don't let just anyone know about my daughter. I'm very protective of her, but with you, I think I can feel relaxed a little. That's how comfortable I am around you," he said.

He took her hand in his and kissed her finger, one after the other. Sylvia could feel her legs about to buckle because of how sensual Christian was being with her. She was anticipating his lips on hers so badly that when it finally came, she let it take over completely.

He wrapped his around her waist and brandished her lips with the heat of his, sending pangs of energy through her body; energy that reverberated through his skin as well... A kiss that was surely a preview of what was bound to happen between them as time went on.

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With one of the diamonds in her hand, Dana smiled at herself, proud of her findings and eager to make the most of it. She took out her phone and dialed a number, and after she got connected, she spoke.

"Did you find a buyer yet?"

"It's not even been half a day since you called about this! It's going to take a while to find someone who's willing to risk it. There's only one stone, right?" The man on the other line asked.

"Yeah! It's just one rock," Dana replied, “How long will it take?”

“I'll get you a deal in a week. Try to be patient,” the man answered before hanging up.

She grabbed the little bag and poured the rest of its contents in her hand. There were actually five diamond all together, not just one, and she was determined to make a fortune from them, one at a time!