Chapter 68 - Watcher

He liked seeing her miserable. He thought that he's a sadist and this only occurs to Margarette. She's been locked up for more than a day now. No phone, no internet, and only food, bath and clothes. She's been bored ever since. Not when the maids sent out her sex toys and clothes.

"You won't be leaving until you tell me your business with Achebe. And of course, I won't do any business with them." Alex said as he crossed his arms. "You have the television and I also brought your porn DVDs so you won't get bored." He smirked.

"Let me out of here, Alex!" She hissed at him.

"No. Not until I am done with you." He smirked.

"What do you mean?" She frowned at him. Thinking that he'll kill her.

"I don't know." He laughed as he left her room.

He went to his room and took her laptop and her phone. This time, an agent from the Dragon Empire that Andromeda sent named Agent Hasting was scanning all of the gadgets of the wife. He even saw the secret phones that she used and made them scanned.

"Oh, geez. All of it is photos of something lewd." Brandy complained. "So, these are the latest…" he mumbled as Alex frowned at her photos with Achebe's business partner who was treating her well while she's holding their big things.

"Don't show it to me!" He hissed at him. The Agent laughed and suddenly he stopped.

"Oh, shit." He clicked it. "Here are the contracts." He breathed. "Finally!"

Alex sat beside him and peeked through it. It was all of the contracts that she had with Anthony and all of the scams that they made using the company and the investment that his wife insisted on. But he'll have it all soon once he files a complaint. He'll receive more money from it. Maybe once he threatened Anthony and Margarette about the money that they embezzled from his wife's company.

"This is big," Alex mumbled as the Agent took all of the files and put them on the hard drive.

When the Agent left, Margarette's phone started ringing. This time, Anthony is calling her phone. He was more than amused in his entire life as he answered it.

"Babe, where are you? I have been calling you for ages. Mr. Achebe requested for you."

"Anthony, it's Alex." He said in a cool voice. "Did you just call my slut wife 'babe'?" He scoffed. "So, you were one of the people that she's fucking?"

"A-Alex," Anthony's voice was shaking a bit.

"She can't answer now. She's sick from all of the activities outside. She caught the flu. It's also contagious."

"A~Alright."

"And about our children's engagement. I'll handle it."

"Y-Yes, of course."

He hung up and smirked as I checked the messages from her friends. And finally, another message popped up.

Unknown: She showed up again, Madam. This time. It's real. We tried to catch them but we were trapped. We need your help.

He tapped and replied as Margarette.

Margarette: Where should I meet you up?

Unknown: 15th Street, Apartment 20.

He smirked and took a photo of it by himself. Then, he sent it to his agents, and just in a few hours, it'll be done. The torturing will start while he has to keep Margarette and keep her entertained. He deleted the message and then, he went on the patio waiting for the sun to rise while facing the pool. He sat down on the bench swing that his wife usually sat on whenever she was knitting or scribbling some poem.

"Sir, Mrs. Del Carlo is here."

"Mrs. Del Carlo?" he creased his brows momentarily.

"Yes," The Butler bowed his head.

The frail beautiful woman with her nurse walked toward her. He stood quickly and offered the seat.

"I'm sorry for the sudden visit. I make it early so I won't get jammed in the traffic." She said as she sat down. She waved off the nurse and maid with her. "I came here in the main city to check on my daughter's materials for the gown."

"Oh, yes. I almost forgot." He scratched his head. "It's too early. Would you like some tea? Or probably breakfast?"

"Well, I have to visit my daughter. I have to decline you, old man. And I am wondering why you are up too early?" She asked softly as she patted his arm. "Come sit."

Alex sat down beside her with a space between them.

"Well, I haven't slept yet." He said with a smile. "I locked up Margarette as I gathered evidence." He mumbled. "I'll have it in a few hours."

"That's good for you." She said. "I only passed by to say hi and probably meet Margarette. Well, I think we'll be meeting on the engagement, right?" She smiled and looked so bright.

"Yes," He nodded at her. "Do you want me to accompany you?"

"No," She stood and kissed his cheeks. "I'll be leaving now. I wanted to cook something for my daughter and her hubby."

"Sure," he nodded and Karmina turned back and Alex wanted to slap his face for flushing in front of Karmina.

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Alessandro was blinded by the light, coming from the window. He sat up and stretched his arms. His wife was wearing a silk robe. His lips turned into a beautiful curve. He was grinning like a fool early in the morning. He just noticed how porcelain-like her skin was. Now that her front is exposed and she's not wearing it, he could see that perfect body and the hairless pubic.

"You got a hard-on as soon as you wake up?" She smirked and took out the electric kettle and reached the mug. "Drink your water first." She then mixed it with roam temperature water. She extended the mug to him as she sat beside him. He took it and sipped on it. Then, he kissed her lips.

"Good morning, my love." He greeted and kissed her lips more. She held her mug steadily and responded to his kiss.

"We left the curtain open." She pushed him a bit. "There's no one watching us, right?"

"Uh, maybe." He grinned at her and kissed her neck. "I want you right now, my love."

"Wash up first," She rubbed his shaft under the duvet. "And come back, I'll spread my legs for my hubby."

He gulped down on his water and quickly went to the bathroom. He comes back and just as she said, she'll have her legs spread for him.

Alessandro and Keira walked to the kitchen to grab something to eat fast. But the aroma of familiar cooking made them look at each other. They rushed to the kitchen and found Karmina preparing the plate.

"Mom!" Keira pouted and walked around to her and hugged her. "I missed your cooking."

Karmina chuckled and kissed her forehead.

"I prepared a lot for you and Ales,"

Alessandro kissed Karmina's forehead and hugged her too.

"Thanks, mom."

"Eat a lot, you too."

Keira climbed up on the barstool and started digging on her plate.

"So, why are you here?"

"I'm meeting up at the shop where I would buy the fabric for your gown and Ales suit."

"Oh," Keira stopped from eating. "What can I do to help? I mean, it's my wedding and~~" She glared at her husband. "Hey, should you grandly propose to me?"

"You mentioned not to, right?" He grinned.

"The two of you should eat slowly," Karmina said as she prepared their smoothie.

"Mom, did he propose to me on my 18th birthday?" She asked.

"Yes, he did." Karmina winked. "That's why your wedding has been planned after that."

"Hmm, but this guy takes advantage of me," Keira smirked. "I want expensive gems, love."

"Yeah, right." Alessandro shook his head. "Why did you say that I took advantage of you? Just to ask for gems?" He snorted.

"You won't buy me gems if I didn't say that."

"You take advantage of my daughter?" Karmina asked him.

"Uh, we're married, mom," Alessandro said. "I'll buy five different gems." He said again.

"Deal." She smirked.

"Tell me, what is it?" Karmina asked as she put his hand on her waist.

Keira giggled and shook her head.

"It's nothing mom." Keira covered her mouth as she remembered their first hot night. He kissed her in a very delicate way and at that time she wasn't afraid for her first night.

She stared at her husband as she remembered his words.

"It's alright, my love. It won't hurt so much. I'll take care of you." He said softly that night and why is she only remembering it now.

She blinked and looked down at her food. Then, she bit her lip. She raised her head when her husband approached the open window. He drank his coffee while watching outside. Or more like he's looking at something.

Alessandro saw the reflection of the telescope from the apartment building in front of their penthouse. He sighed and clenched his jaw. Someone was watching them all this time. This watcher needs some good show too. He won't let Wendy touch his wife.

"Love, finish your food," Keira called him. "We'll be late."

He approached her and hugged her from behind.

"What kind of gems do you want?" He asked as he kissed her cheeks.

"Let's talk about that later." She grinned at him.