My Bully, My Lover [hiatus]

Part 32

Brooklyn's POV

"What the hell, Romeo?" I sighed at my baby brother.

"What? You can't just have all the fun. And you've been keeping this a secret for so long now, so why not tell it to me?" Romeo said, crossing his arms.

"Of course it's a fucking secret!" I sighed again.

"What's with the girl, anyway? Why is she so special?"

"Nothing, now go. Leave my office, and don't rummage through my things again."

"Okay, fine." He put his hands up and went out of my office.

I sighed as I ran my hand through my hair. Thursday is coming.

"Grace!" I shouted. "Grace, come here!"

The door opened. "Yes sir?" My maid asked.

"Where's Romeo?" She looked hesitant for moment. "Where's Romeo?"

"Um, he-- he went---" She stuttered.

"Where?" I asked sternly.

"He went out." She said. "He didn't said where."

I sighed and grabbed my phone to dial Romeo.

"Where the fuck are you?"

"Secret." Then he laughed.

"Come back here, you bastard." I gritted through the phone.

"I'm gonna find her! And I'll hide her from you."

I ended the phone call and threw it away.

"Call José." I said to Grace.

"Yes sir." She went out and I texted Edward. Yes, one of Chance's best friend.

"Romeo went away. He's gonna get her."

I sat down at my couch and sip some whiskey. Then my phone vibrated.

"What? He's really curious about it, huh?"

I snorted and said, "I'm gonna get Chloe now."

"Should I come too?"

"No, it's fine. I'll be riding with José.

I dropped the phone call and a knock heard my door.

"Sir?" José opened the door. "You called for me?"

"Yes. We need to go somewhere." I said and grabbed my duffel bag.

"Yes sir." He closed the door and went to the garage to get the car ready.

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Chloe's POV

I woke up in a different place. It's nicer than the basement. I am laying on a king sized bed, it's very soft. As I tried to move, my head started to ache and my body can't move a single muscle.

I whimpered, "Help." My voice weak and small. I closed my eyes and then heard the door open and the bed went down by my right side.

"Oh hey, you're awake!" A cheerful voice greeted. "Hello there, love."

I opened my eyes again and saw a young boy, well not so young, with brown hair and he looks like someone.

"How're you feeling? I hope you slept good." He said smiling and taking my hand.