chapter nineteen

Nataly

The night feels insanely long, with me tossing and turning in bed. Every time I close my eyes and try to sleep, I fail.

It feels like a complete torture. I try to burry my head in the pillow to call some sleep but everything is just futile.

I'm almost hitting my mattress with angry punches when I remember I shouldn't be wasting energy on the mattress but on important things. 

'Save your energy Nataly. ' I relax. All this while, there are only two things filling up each space in my brain. 

One is the "wrong move" message and the other one is Mr. Ivan. Actually, Ivan. 

The man, like everyone else, seemed to have a lot of skeletons in his closet.

What troubles me the most is the fact that there's nothing I can do about it for now.

Even if what I want is to slap his face right now and order him to tell me the truth, how he's connected to all this and how he ended up in the Delavega's hands. What they want from him. But I can't. I can't do anything.

Just as I want to contact Mr. mysterious but he's too smart.

Yeah I can't do that too. So what can I do now? Clearly, my guy is definitely not Ivan ,since he couldn't have texted me while tied up.

I tried to find ways to track his number but he's a smart one. Uses different numbers too. So I'm the one who's supposed to wait for him to text or call.I hate this.

How does he just text me wrong Move and then disappear like that? 

ALL this would never have happened had David just showed up at the airport that day and then I would have executed my well-planned scheme and then boom, I could be having the magical hard drive now.

I could be having all the power to take them down. I clench harder to the pillow that I almost bite it with my angry teeth.

Should I just let my claws out and start doing things differently now? That blackmailing son of a bitch would have nothing. 

But the Billion dollar question in all this situation is,how does one have all this Intel about me?

I know that I've always been careful which is why it's shocking to me how he has managed to mess me up like this.

It's all because of him. I'm certainly not going to spare him if I catch him. 

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I open my eyes and find my hands still tightly holding the pillow. My eyes sting a bit. I have no idea why.

I haven't cried in a long time. 

I can see the sun's rays penetrate through the windows. 

I can feel the sun mocking me by reminding me of my predicament. That each day comes with another trouble,To add on the troubles I haven't solved yet. 

I must have managed to get some sleep after endless thoughts throughout the night. 

I stretch myself before I slip out of the sheets. I check the time from my phone on the night stand and it's barely eight in the morning.

I head for the bathroom. But before I can take another step,my phone almost startles me by disturbing my quiet morning. What now! I've just opened my eyes.

I pick it up from the nightstand and I can feel my body frown just by reading the name on the caller ID. Antonio Delavega. Again. Could it be that..? 

Before I can start with the questions again, I immediately tap the answer button and put it in my ear. 

"Maria! Just the lady I've been looking for." The first words that hit my ear. ALAS! Is he literally in a good mood or am I just dreaming? 

I must have had an insane streak of bad luck that my mind has decided to play tricks on me. That thought only lasts until he speaks again. 

" You have to get a reward for this," he continues. This sturtles me more because last I checked, I haven't done anything pleasing for the past like three days.

In Fact any attempt to make matters better, the matters decide to worsen themselves. So what the hell is he talking about? 

" Reward for what? I don't get it." 

"Okay okay, I get it," he chuckles,"I must have sturtled you from your sleep but…" He seems really happy, which is so rare for the don of a crime syndicate like him, considering it's not even eight o'clock. 

"Your plan worked, your brilliant plan worked.your amazing plan worked! We surpassed all the odds. All the dangers and now my very important shipment was delivered successfully earlier this morning. I even added a load of weapons and now my dear," he sighs, "you have no idea how much you.." he doesn't complete his statement, yet he lets out a laugh. 

Oh yeah that! Of course it had to be a success. I mean I didn't want to jeopardize it and so.

Though to be fair, his drug business was somehow having some hitches with his rivals and his former supplier (after I used my schemes to successfully beat them against each other yet he was the greatest supplier ever) and a lot could go wrong this time that was why he was worried, which is actually unlikely of him and so this specific move meant alot to him.

Not that I'm trying to support him with this business but it's at a time that everything is still messed up and jeopardizing an important shipment would leave me more messier, considering everything going on.

Besides I'm also the person responsible for the hitches in this business but you wouldn't know it.

That's what I've been doing for the past two months, before the mess. Balancing the good and the bad without anyone noticing.

Helping him up could have been a wrong move but I needed to readjust myself first. But now I already know how to bring it down again.

So I wouldn't mind him having a roller-coaster like that. 

He doesn't even give me a chance to reply 

But to me that doesn't sound like good news to me, actually until he finally mentions my reward and my ears almost pop out in shock.

"I'm leaving the prisoner you saw yesterday to you. He's your new project. And you better use that brilliant mind of yours to give me something. I'll give you some time though." 

Do miracles actually exist or did someone just use some dark magic on Antonio Delavega? 

He just Gave me a timely reward. No, I don't want to overthink this time.

Yaaaaay

Not like Antonio is too weak to get Intel but I also know it's like giving me another test and I need to pass it. 

This could literally be a solution to one of my problems.

So after the call.,I jot my questions down. I write down a few possibilities that I can draw from the situation and I make little plans for my new project. All this while I still can't believe it.

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I arrive at my office in a better mood than the previous day. At Least something in my life has aligned itself.

I just know what I'm going to do with my new project and I have to be extremely careful with every move.

As soon as I sit on my office chair. I work over the files brought to my desk the previous day as I evaluate the legal activities.

Balancing a lott of things.

Putting my signature where necessary.

I'm responsible for every legal matter of the Delavegas.

I could be working for a law firm but they are who they are and I have my office here in the Holdings.

Talk of them having the world at their fingertips. though I could also work other client cases on some occasions.

Everything is always about that agreement. The fact that I despise working for them doesn't mean I should leave things messy here.

. That would only lead to me getting fired and losing the spot I worked so hard to get

I made a lot of connections and plans. If I lose this spot it means I would have to start from scratch and find another way to get to the Delavegas. It would ruin my end game. It takes a lot to balance things. 

I'm still working when suddenly there's a sudden soft knock at the door. 

I look up and my gaze is shifted directly at the door. 

"Come in," I answer. The figure that steps in sturtles me. It's not actually the person, it's the fact that he knocked softly. 

And his polite and humble aura today. Did something happen at the Delavega mansion yesternight? He looks so humble which is so unusual of him.

These people never cease to amaze me by the day. I almost let out a grin but I hold back. To add amazement to amazement, he's having some roses in his hand.

Okay who are you and what have you done with David Delavega?