Wanting Her Back

Chapter Three

CARLOS

Slipping my phone into my pocket, I grin wildly at the information I've just received while rubbing my lower lip and fantasizing about the look on her face when she sees me. How her bow-shaped lips will part in shock, hanging open while she keeps her brows furrowed, trying to process everything before she finally realizes that I was responsible for her kidnapping.

Maria 'mimi' Gonzalo, Mi cariño, belongs to me and only me despite the terrible break up we had a year ago. But I want her back, and I will have her back. The man that I am and have become allows me to get everything and anything that I want and all I have to do is ask but getting Mimi back will require more than asking her to be mine again.

I think back to when we were still together, to how her mouth hung open in amazement when she found out who I really was and what kind of work I did, especially when she knew that I was working with the Russian mob.

It really hurt me to see her walk out that door but I couldn't do anything yet because I didn't have all it took to protect her from any harm and I understood how she felt so I let her go, rest assured that I would climb up that ladder and get to the top one day and ask her to be mine. When I called her earlier today, before I sent my men to bring her to me, my veins were thrumming with anticipation to hear her voice again and I felt a kind of fulfillment when I heard her voice . Now that one of my capos has informed me that she would be at my house in no time, I can't contain the excitement that I feel.

I stifle the smile that puts my left dimple on full display and step outside upon hearing the sound of the car and watch as my Lexus ES 350 wheels onto the asphalt driveway and pulls to a stop a few inches away from me. Dripping with anticipation, I ball my hands into a fist in a bid to hide the visible shaking of my hands as I watch one of my goons climb out of the car with a snotty faced Mimi whose hands are zip tied behind her back. I bite my cheek in anger at the sight. Her eyes are red, and her hair is messy, some plastered onto her forehead.

Suppressing my anger, I step forward and cup her face in my right palm, gently tracing my thumb along the side of her cheek. She glares at me, her eyes filled with tears, and she struggles to get my hands away from her face while her hands are still tied behind her back. "What do you want from me, Carlos. You realise this is kidnapping, right? Hijo de puta".

"Untie her." I order one of the men standing next to me. "Who told you to tie her up? I gave strict orders not to harm her”. I say through gritted teeth to him when he's done. Mimi stubbornly slaps her arms down at both sides as she sidesteps away from the man next to her. I watch as she glares at me,her eyes demanding an answer to the question she asked earlier.

"Welcome home, Mi cariño". I brush aside her question and step towards her, arms outstretched. " Come back to me, baby. Todavía te amo. ¿No me amas?" I still love you. Don't you love me?

She shakes her head vehemently as she crosses her hands over her chest. " I don't know what's happening here, Carlos. But I was having dinner with my friend when your men accosted and kidnapped me. So if you'll please let me go". She starts backing away slowly before turning around and walking away towards the gate. She gets to the gate and realizing that it's locked, she stomps back to where she was standing before. " You asshole," she stabs her index finger against my chest. " You're crazy. Read my lips. C-R-A-Z-Y. Loco. Let me out now. I need to get back to Juan. He's probably worried by now. "

I just stand and stare at her without responding. My men stand and watch too, waiting for me to give orders.

She sighs exasperatedly, rubbing her hands over her face. " Am I speaking to the air, or have you all suddenly become deaf and mute?". She moves her eyes over each of us.

I place my hand gently on her shoulder and look into her hazel eyes. "Juan has been taken care of. You shouldn't be worried about him, mi cariño". Her eyes widen. " What do you mean by that? What did you do to Juan? I swear if you harm him, I'll kill you and all your minions. "

I burst out in laughter at this. " He's fine. If you'd just calm down Mimi. Let's go inside. I'd have the maid prepare a bath for you, and we can have a talk over dinner. "

She narrows her eyes at me as she considers this. Her shoulders relax as she gently nods her head, and one of my men escorts her into the house. I watch her as her hips sway from left to right, and she remains beautiful even though she is presently a shadow of what I remember from a year ago. Her eyes are deep sunken, and her hair roots are showing as though she hasn't been in a salon for ages, but her body frame remains perfect, her curves visible in the body-hugging jeans she has on. Regardless, I still love her because she's my Mimi, and I want to make her mine. I make a gesture to one of my men to get everything ready for what we need to get the plan started. I called Mimi on the phone for a reason. I demanded that she be brought here for a reason. I want her for a reason. I want her to live here and accept to be mine for a reason.