Seeing the new information made him frown. The company that was supposed to be for his beloved Keira was stolen in an illegal way. They have to figure out how to get it back. The whole company isn't in a good condition so he has to step on it. He needed to find a strong evidence to get the company back and that it was meant for his Keira.
Also, there are holes in the police's report regarding the death of her father. They are still reinvestigating about how he died. They claimed that he was killed because he was gambling too much and had sold off everything.
"How are we going to find this lawyer?" He asked.
"He's not on track for like years now. But I know someone that can track anyone, even a ghost."
His right hand, Warren told. He entrusted him a few branches of his company and entrusted him on this kind of thing.
The Del Carlo family has a big entertainment company and she was exposed to too much music. Classical music was her genre. And he will give it back to her. All of it. Including the wealth that has been stolen that was supposed to be her and her mother.
"Do anything to track the lawyer." He glanced at the skyscraper of his building, one of the tallest buildings in the Philippines. "The asshole has been tracking her since the auction. We can't let them know that we are tracking the lawyer, and if that asshole would know—" he had started thinking on what ways he would protect her and the evidence. "Play along with them."
He didn't get home early as he promised to himself. There are lots of things to do and that includes doing countless thoughts on how to play along with his enemy. Jeremy Cha. He's a powerful man now but since there's a big enough problem to pull him down, Cha will still use dangerous tactics. That would include conning.
The man also had a lot of connections underground. And of course, Alessandro wouldn't let any underground dogs pull him down. He's always ready with any proof.
He was so tired and drowsy going back to his villa. But seeing her reading a book from the shelf of their room and a classical music song of Paganini, just fades his tiredness away. He strode toward their bed, sat beside her, scooped her chin and kissed her. She hates it when he distracts her when she's reading.
Alessandro knew her well. He remembered that they used to study together and then, Keira would get irritated when he's lazy and when he's teasing her.
"I'm reading." She said, sounding a little bit annoyed.
"Are you that bored here? Are you waiting for me?"
"I'm waiting for no one." She said coldly and was about to roll but he caught her.
"Go to my study and pick the box on top of my desk." She was quizzical for a while. "Or do you want me to strip your clothes right now?" He smirked at her.
Even though he's taking advantage of her and the fact that she has amnesia, he loved her dearly that it hurts. Just watching her almost naked on the stage and men droll bidding for her is a big torture to him but he remained calm and has to take her before anyone does.
He waited for her and she came up with the box, placing it over the bed. He told her to open it and she did open it. It's a box full of cello shirts, a cello that already has a mysterious key and another rectangular wooden box. The look on her eyes is priceless and she looks up at him.
"It's for you. Open the little one." She opened a long rectangular box and she stopped staring down at it.
The black Pernambuco wood bow has her initials and the brand was Coda Bow. One of the expensive brands of bow. She caressed the bow thoughtfully and he watched her stare at it more, her eyes showing a lot of expression. Longing, sadness, gratefulness, passion and excitement. She closed it and looked at him. He walked around her and kissed her forehead.
"Let's get into shower." He said huskily.
They did get into shower and she leaned on him. It just felt so perfect.
What if she sees his other big surprise? Would they go further? But he's willing to wait for her if she wants it.
They cuddled in the bathtub, which turned out to be a jacuzzi for like an hour. However, he was still occupied with his work. He spoke to her about business and about how stressful the people around him are. But he then said that he'll have to work more for her.
Hearing that he's working for her made her heart flutter.
After their bath, he sat on the sofa and read a few documents while she's on the bed. She couldn't sleep since she's thinking about the beautiful cello bow that he bought for her. He stood from his seat and approached her.
"Let's go." He extended his hand and she slipped off from bed, held his hand and followed her to the study room.
He turned on the lights and he gently pushed her hand toward the thing that was covered in a black cloth. She looked up at him and hesitated for a while. He nodded his head and she approached it.
Tears ran down from her eyes and she caressed the beautiful welled carved cello. She ran to him, shoved her face to his chest and wrapped her arms around his waist tightly. She looked up at him with tears and his heart ached.
"Why are you doing this to me?" She asked softly as tears perfectly rolled down her cheeks.
"Am I not allowed to spoil my woman?" He kissed her top, scooped her face and sucked every seam of her mouth. She responded, still tearing. "Stop crying."
He wiped her tears away. It pains him seeing her cry. She was about to pull out but he carried her toward his neat desk. She didn't complain and her eyes dilated as he removed his shirt. She stealthily bit her lower lip.
Now, she's learning and getting used to it. That's what Alessandro wanted. She needs to get used to all of it like before. Soon she'll be Mrs. De Alegre in front of everyone. Not just in the marriage contract that she signed.
They did it on the desk and messed it up. He didn't care at all. Then, he carried her back to the bed and he didn't care if they were naked since the bed is just on the next door.
He had been in a good sleep these past few nights with her. It's probably morning and when he woke up, he heard a cello playing next door. He put his pajamas on and walked to the study room. The door was ajar and the music that she's making can be heard even downstairs.
He pushed the door wider and watched her play the cello; eyes closed. Smooth. She must have been playing for a minute. He also put a very comfortable seat on that spot just for her. She might not stop playing the cello. It's been years and when she gets out of tune, she stops and likes recalling it.
But she looked up at him. He was still dazed at her. He walked toward her and she hadn't probably washed her mouth so he kissed her lips and then her knuckles. Her fingertips are reddish.
"Stop playing for a while." He put the bow on the book stand and placed the cello on its stand. "Don't wash your hands, okay?" She nodded and glanced at the cello for a while. "You can play anytime you want but it has a limit. You'll hurt your hand." He kisses her long beautiful fingers. "You can go visit your mom."
"Really?" Her face beams.
"Of course. Then you'll be back, you can't go anywhere without consulting me." He grinned.
"Why? Why can't I go anywhere? I won't run away."
"You can't run away." He smirked. "You are mine now." He kissed her nose. "Let's go for breakfast."
She obeyed him and noticed that he took a cable ties from the drawer of their room. They finally went to the bathroom, letting him wash her face and then her hair and her very private area. Her hands was tied up with the cable ties. It looked sexy and domineering. She never had thought about it but he looked sexy when he's fired up with lust.
He kept teasing her and she kept complaining about it but she ended up satisfied. She can't do anything because her wrist is tied up with cable ties.
Still, she felt a little uncomfortable with how he treated her. He doesn't treat her so badly. He had a dominant side and she obeyed him, since the most thing he ordered was about her safety and health.
She only wore a simple dress, flat shoes and no makeup at all. She let him have her mouth like all their way to the traffic. She still has her period but it will stop soon and he'll be very happy to take her.