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Mr. Untouchable (Billionaire #1) By Ann Margarette Characters: 10354

Updated: 2019-11-27 19:25


"Rebecca?" I phoned her the next morning.

"Yes, Mr. Alejandro?"

"Please find any properties under the name Raoul Velazquez."

"Have you find a lead?"

"He owns a club. Find the name and send it to ASAP."

"Yes, sir. Anything else?"

"Nothing. Thank you, Rebecca."

"You're welcome." I pressed the end call.

I hadn't expected that this would become an endless road. I couldn't afford to get tired. I did not expect that the fucker would be hard to find. I had tracked down people before, even those who were already dead. I was good at it. The next time I speak to Rebecca, I'm expecting to find a precise result. I already came this far. I should not give up.

I had lost track of time. It was already ten-thirty, and I still hadn't received a message from Scarlet. Was she planning to stay in her dorm? I clearly told her that I would come.

I stared at the files on my desk blankly. Besides having unending things to do at Hotel B, I still have to deal with AT clients tomorrow. I pressed my temples with my two fingers. This was too frustrating.

When is she going to call me?

I checked my phone screen, but there was still no message. I stood up and put on my coat. I won't be able to rest comfortably tonight if I don't see her. I was still waiting for her answer. I dialled her number, and I put the loudspeaker on. It was ringing.

I had utterly lost of mind. I wasn't sure what I was doing anymore. I had stopped caring for someone else a few years ago. I did not let a woman stay for more than a week. But what was I doing? I let Scarlet invade my life. All I could think of was her. Her silky hair widespread on my bed, her perfect curves, her soft, lush skin. She's absolutely stunning.

I wasn't thinking clearly when I told her about the two-month rule, I must admit. I was digging my own grave.

"Mr. Alejandro?" my assistant interrupted my thoughts. "Someone's connecting through my line. She said she couldn't contact your personal number."

I glanced at my phone screen. Scarlet wasn't answering. I pressed the end call.

"Who is it?" I looked at my assistant.

"She said her name is Stacy, sir."

I grunted. What does she want again? Stacy had called me numerous times now, but I just had no fucking time to deal with her. I had to tell her to stop. "Connect her to the line."

"Yes, sir, " she said, and then she exited the door.

Several seconds later, my phone rang.


"Luke? How are you? You still didn't see me."

I leaned over my swivel chair. "I told you to speak to Rebecca if you need anything."

"You can't do this to me forever, Luke. If you truly really love Carlie—"

"Stop using Carlie!" I snapped, shouting at the phone. "Look, I can't deal with you right now."

"Carlie wants to see his father. She was crying, and she's asking for you every day."

Carlie's face appeared in my mind. I imagined her crying to me, asking me to carry her. The last time I saw her, her hair was breaded into two, and she wore the dress I bought for her.

Stacy knew Carlie was my weakness. I had loved the child a

eyes narrowed at me. "Do you ever check your phone?" His eyes lowered down to the bouquet of roses I was holding and snatched it from me.

My jaw dropped.

"Hey!" Nate yelled at him."What do you think you are doing?" Even if Nate was already tall, Luke was taller by at least two inches. Nate sntached back the flower from Luke. "What is your problem?"

"You are my problem!" Luke glared at him, then he shifted his intense gray eyes at mine. "Do you know what time it is? I've been calling you the entire day!"

"I'm busy, Luke. I was at the mall—"

"Hey!" Nate called him again. He grabbed Luke's shoulder. "What are you doing?"

"Can't you see what I'm doing? I'm talking to her. Back off."

"What did you just said?" Nate's voice raised. "Back off?"

"Stop it! Please, It's okay, Nate. Katherine is waiting for you. I'll follow you in a minute."

Nate glared back at Luke, but eventually, his shoulder relaxed. "Hurry up, Scar."

I nodded, and then I watched him as he marched into the building.

"I told you, I'll be late, " I reasoned.

"It's past eleven. This is late." He grabbed my wrist. "Let's get you home."

I pulled my hand away. "No. I can't. Katherine needs me. She wants me to stay tonight."

"She's with his boyfriend. They seemed fine, besides Gene's at home."

I heaved a sigh. "I already told Mom. Please, Luke. We can still see each other tomorrow. Katherine is having a hard time right now."

He groaned, and then he pulled me close. His expression suddenly soften. "I'm having a hard time too."

I blinked. "Really?"

"Really, so let me take you home now."

"I still can't. Just this night, please?"

"I still need an answer, don't you think?"

I gaped at him. He was serious about it. To be honest, I still don't know what say to him.

Luke's arm tightened around my waist, then I felt his fingers ran down my lower back and squeezed my ass. I arched in pleasure.

"Luke! What are you doing?"

"I need your answer."

"Why don't you come upstairs and stay here with me?"

He stunned. "What?"

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