After getting her paycheck and an extra thousand dollars, Rachael ought to be happy, but instead, she was staring at a group of police officers at her door with dismay written on her face."Mrs. Rachael Anderson," the less steely blonde pudgy cop said to Rachael who looked devastated. They all stood in the way, blocking the door while one of them was slightly closer to her than the rest. The look in his eyes held distrust as if she was going to bolt off any second."Yes," she clung her bathrobe over her body as water dripped from her wet hair. She was just getting out of the shower when she heard the knock on the door and was abruptly terrified to find a troop of police officers by her door."We would like to take you to accompany us to the police station for questioning," the distrustful one said, making it look like she had discretion when in a real sense if she told them no, they would bundle her up in handcuffs and force her anyway."What is this about?" she asked even though she

*******"Listen, miss Davies, you were never at the hotel with Hardy Collin " Mr. Smith the supposed lawyer, Xavier hired to coach her before the trial said and she was astounded.Rachael looked at Xavier who didn't say anything to ensure he heard what the lawyer uttered, but the look on his face didn't hold the confusion she thought it would."But I was there""You'll end up going to jail if you say that," the black-haired Asian middle-aged lawyer said and Xavier nodded to show he agreed with everything that was being said."The CCTV has footage of me leaving the room. I can't lie when there's proof. The receptionist might even recognize me. She was the one who checked us in" she explains, pointing out the obvious. She knew with the CCTV camera footage and testimony from the receptionist, she might go to jail.Xavier finally spoke up "The receptionist and the footage will be taken care of, just do as he says" he advised her."So what should I say then because they already have my rec

The slow caress she felt on her cheek was what woke Rachael up. She looked around, squinting her eyes as her head banged due to a hangover. She was quick to discover she wasn't in the bar anymore. She looked up at the man who caressed her chin but couldn't recognize him. His strange powerful aura didn't fail to strike fear into her heart as she gazed at his intense dark eyes."Who are you?" she asked in a very strained voice, still looking around the partially gloomy room that had stacks of sack bags heaped all over the place. Inwardly, she concluded it was a warehouse, but how did she get there? She couldn't recollect anything."I've seen you in papers and television, but you are much more prettier in real life" he brought his wide hands to caress her face again, but she shifted from his grip."What are you going to do with her?" Rachael heard a familiar voice and she peered her eyes through the darkness to see who it was. The place wasn't particularly dark, but the strong light that

"I never thought I would see you in a long time, Collin," Alessandro said, taking Xavier's hands for a handshake." I also didn't think I would see you, especially in Chicago" Xavier took a seat opposite Alessandro."Even a boss sometimes needs to clear his head. I heard of the unfortunate event that happened to your brother" he said, peering his wrinkled brown eyes into Xavier's, and all Xavier could do was nod.Alessandro was an Italian Mafia boss who Xavier's father allied with before he died. Even with his father's death, Alessandro still showed his faithfulness to the Collin family."Have you finally tamed that wild dog, Richard?" Alessandro asked, watching Xavier who poured wine into his cup and handed it to him."He just keeps getting impossible day after day" Xavier remembered Rachael and his blood boiled. The warehouse was empty when he got there. He knew Anthony wasn't lying because he didn't have the guts to. Richard must have seen it coming, that's why he moved her as quic

XAVIER. "I will take down every of his warehouses if that's what it takes to get Rachael" he spat out in anger. Alessandro laughed. "You speak from anger, not from wisdom"."What do you suppose I do, sit back and watch?""Of course not" Alessandro tapped the tip of his cigarette to take the ashes off. "Did you do what I told you to do?""That man is a demon. He doesn't have anybody close to him. I tried Alessandro, I did" "Fair enough. But burning his warehouse isn't going to bring her back. You might even get her killed. Do you know how much mafia lords cherish their warehouses?"Xavier sighed in frustration."Give him what he wants. He wants to see you break""You want me to beg him?" Xavier flared up. "How dare you tell me to do such""The reason you called me was to ask for my opinion. If you didn't trust me, you wouldn't be seating there listening to the nonsense coming out of my mouth"He was right, but wrong about one thing; Xavier begs no one. He was not going to give Richa