Ethan's POV
“What the hell do you mean you couldn't get her?” I yelled with my veins almost popping out. Dave, my stupid bodyguard, stood a couple of feet away from me with his empty head hanging when it should be rolling off somewhere in a f*****g desert. My chest pumped with rage and hot anger. My hands balled into a fist, holding back the thunderbolt of rage storming through my entire system.
Dave rushed backwards when he saw the anger in my eyes. “I'm so sorry, boss, but he has her more guarded than I thought.” He muttered.
My tongue flickered angrily. I couldn't believe what was happening.
“And so f*****g what? Do I not pay you to get things done regardless?” I spat in his face. He didn't say a word, and that just added fuel to my anger. My eyes darted at my mess of a table; p
