"I want her.. I want her for my self… I want that woman of mine!" I mumbled over and over again, like I was chanting a spell which made me even more determined to get Diandra Roberts for myself.
They thought I would be daunted by everything that happened. The second I took Diandra to her shabby apartment complex, I regretted it. I was still in the area and looking inside, I knew there was Ammy and her boyfriend. interfering couple.
At that time I concluded that my journey to get Diandra would be winding. Even though I will treat her well, I will make her the queen of my life. I will pamper him with all my possessions.. he just needs to be loyal and smile every time I come home from work. Even if he asks me to stop doing this lousy job, I will!
I also know when he reported to the police, huh.. didn't they realize, the whole town obeyed me? Of course they won't help them? Then…I suddenly saw Jero…a senior agent that I recognized. So they hired him to be Diandra's bodyguard? It just makes things more complicated. But will I stop? Certainly not! I'll just chase him until I can. Until I get it! Whatever happens.. I will give my best fight.
But, why did Jero hug her like a lover! It just makes me mad! I feel like I just want to break his neck! How dare he touch what was mine. Diandra was mine.
Then I decided to overwhelm them. I hired dozens of snipers and chased after them. Their target was clear and I've emphasized everything… if only Jero's life was the only thing they can chase… Diandra Roberts can't be hurt in the slightest.
Ring…ring.
"Hello!" I said with a jolt.
"Boss… they went to a hangar, apparently they rented a private plane… and they are taking off now." Report one of the leaders of the snipers.
I hit my desk with emotion… all of this made me unfocused, since that gala.. I can't think about work… in my head there was only Diandra… Diandra was naked and sighs because of me. Now the shadow was dispersed… Diandra flew somewhere. Where are you going my love?
"You follow.. I want you to confirm their descent point..and I will follow." From their explanation earlier, Diandra and her friend rented a private plane. It must be Ammy and Jero who did it.
"We don't know Boss... we can only wait until they land... because they are on a private plane, with a private hangar... and their own pilot."
"What do you mean?" I'm getting weird with the explanation.
"They are piloting the plane themselves, there are some security guards...and we knew they couldn't do it, no one else...so they piloted the plane themselves."
"Anyone? Apart from that officer… who else was on the plane?"
He said all the names I knew, when he added Leo… I got even more annoyed and banged on the table again. What a jerk he was! Just meddle in my business!
"I'll wait for the information, and make a reservation for me to go to the same place once the destination was known.
I hung up with emotion. They went too far. Why should they meddle in what was none of their business?
I opened my cellphone, and reopened all photo galleries, on Diandra. I'm like a stalker looking for photos wherever I can. Starting from Diandra who was smiling with her students, Diandra who likes to drink a cold latte, Diandra in yellow clothes at gala… ah I have hundreds of photos of that, and I never get tired of looking at her. She's like a princess.. Princess Belle descends the royal ladder. Charming… makes me even more breathless when I see it.
I can conclude that I love Diandra..yes, so deeply that I feel pain..when I remember she was not by my side.
I searched for his whereabouts, maybe this was crazy, but I did put a tracker thing on his phone. Makes it easier for me to monitor him…I know when in the air he won't be reachable…but somehow my head can't calm down if I don't look for him.
It's weird… but my tracker was working… and they're already heading towards Europe.. I looked at the mapping from the point of view of the plane's flight path.. for some reason I have a feeling their destination was Italy… this was the route of the plane that will go to the final destination of Italy… yes, I more sure. Seeing the background of Jero.. I will also conclude the same thing. Naples, Parma? Or… Rome?
I asked my assistant to book a private plane and I myself will fly there. I'll rent the plane, so I can take Diandra away with me later...go home with me, into my arms.
I'm waiting in boredom… I'm bored… I open all incoming emails… in boredom. I just scrolled my computer screen, why did the reply from the flight booking take so long? I looked through the information and all the important things that some of my colleagues sent me.
Then there was an email from one of my subordinates, telling me that Diandra was taking anti-pregnancy medication… a doctor gave it to her during an examination… Fuck! How dare they do that… what if my new child-to-be will develop there?
I have to secure Diandra immediately..if necessary I will take her to Vegas..and get married there... I want lots of cute and adorable children with bright yellow hair like her, sweet and innocent face like her... my life will definitely be happy. The fact that…I got her virgin, which makes me even more passionate about getting it. I was captivated by his face and hair, also by his personality… he was so pure, innocent and attractive.. too bad he fell in love with the wrong person. Charlie… her ex-husband who finally died on his wedding night. for good.
If Charlie took his wife's chastity that night, I'd make sure he died in a more sadistic way… yes. I! Indeed I killed him, but for good. She doesn't deserve to be Diandra…only me. Yes.. only me.
Before I knew Diandra, I had been close to many women...yes, a lot. Even the nickname thug was attached to me because of that, then I saw the adorable Diandra.. I wanted to change, only one week after she married that jerk Charlie, of course I didn't stay silent. That night, I sneaked in and killed him, in front of Diandra.
I did that for her own good. She didn't know what kind of beast her husband was… he couldn't even be categorized as a human. He's the devil.
I'm still trying to forget Diandra after that, she's still in recovery, grieving…I'm looking for an outlet.. and my grandmother forced me to get married.. I finally got married. Even if it was only a few months… my wife had an affair. I don't blame him. Indeed I don't love her at all, every time I have sex, I only mention Diandra's name when I reach the top. It's good that I'm finally divorced, and now was my chance to get the woman of my dreams. Diandra Roberts.