chapter fifty three

•Unknown POV• TWO WEEKS BEFORE •

The waves beat at the rocks beneath me and I watch them intently. Moving my hand, the liquor in my glass swells and I love the serenity the atmosphere around me brings.

"Sir, the mission was completed. Both Targets were eliminated." One of my men reports, disturbing my peace.

Sighing I turn around to face him," One moment of peace and you disturb me."

"Sorry, sir-"

"Keep it. Where's the girl?" I ask wanting so much to get her here.

"She is with him sir, he took her with him the other night."

I watch the lights in my beautiful mansion through the white curtains that dance in the wind from every window facing the cliff side. She was supposed to be mine, she was supposed to be brought to me.

I clench my hand tightly until the glass in the cup in my fist pops. Spluttering wine everywhere and cutting into my hand. I welcome the pain and start making my way to the house.

"Did the bastard marry her?" I ask, feigning calmness.

"Yes." I stop, turning to look