His Princess; The Devils Daughter - Book 2

Chapter 20

“This is so exciting!” said Krista as the group piled out of the large SUV at the airport.  It has been a week since Adriano’s proposal to Mayah. She grinned as she took in the sight of Adriano’s personal plane that they were going to use to fly to Europe. 

“Shhh Krista!  You’ve been squealing and squeaking for a week!” chuckled Mayah as she stood next to Adriano.  

“Let your sister enjoy this,” smiled Adriano as he kissed her on her temple.  “I know I am.”

Mayah’s felt her cheeks heat up.  She was just as excited but her nerves were getting the best of her.  She loved Adriano and wanted to marry him but deep down she worried that her happiness wasn't going to last.  She feared that Marco would show up and take her away again and this time she would be gone forever.  

“Princess?  Are you okay?”

Mayah pushed her fears to the back of her mind not wanting to ruin everyone's mood.  “I’m fine. Just nervous about flying again.” She smiled at him.

“Everything will be fine Princess.  I’m going to have a word with the pilot.”  Mayah watched as he disappeared into the plane.

“Alright, let's get this show on the road hermano,” added Carlos.  “I know its our plane but we still have a schedule to keep.” Carlos motioned for Krista to board the plane before following her in.  Roach followed next, then Mateo.  

“You just going to stand here?”  Kace said making Mayah jump in surprise.

“You know I hate when you do that!” she said swatting him in the arm.  

“Well you know me...old habits die hard.”  he chuckled as he looked at the plane. He hadn't really said more than a few words to her since Adriano proposed.  He promised Roach that he wouldn't cause any trouble, regardless of what he felt about Mayah and her engagement to Adriano.  

“So, now you're speaking to me?” she asked.  “You’ve been avoiding me.”

“I wasn't avoiding you...I was keeping my distance.  I want you to be happy and if marrying him makes you happy, then I'm happy for you but...”  Kace’s voice trailed off as he turned to face her. “I have to stay away. Mayah...you know how I feel about you, and watching all this is like f*****g knife to the heart.” he confessed.  “No matter who you chose to be with, I will always be here for you.”  

Mayah smiled at his confession.  She knew how he felt about her but she also knew that she loved Adriano.  “Kace, I-”

“Shhh Mayah.  I get it. It sucks...but I get it.”  he sighed. “lets go before Adriano thinks I'm trying to steal you away,”  he joked as he turned towards the plane. “Because if he f***s up, I will.”  “Kace!” she said as she followed him in.

Once aboard, everyone took their seats.  Adriano and Mayah sat towards the back of the plane away from everyone else.  He interlaced his fingers with hers as the plane taxied. He felt a pang of jealousy.  Mayah and Kace didn't know it but Adriano was watching them talk before they boarded the plane.  He wanted to know if Kace was dumb enough to try something again but he didn't want to make Mayah more uncomfortable than she already was.  He noticed that she has been differently for the past few days and distancing herself from not just him but everyone. Something was bothering her...he just needed to find out what.

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Marco

“Found them!  Boss, we found them!”  Jackson’s screams echoed through the house as he ran towards Marco’s office.  “Boss? Boss..are you busy?” He called as he knocked on the door.

“Come in!” shouted Marco has he stood up from the couch and pulled up his pants.  “Well Monica, looks like I won't be needing you anymore,” he voice was cold and demeaning.  She had become his girl of choice in Mayah’s absence based on their resemblance to each other.  “Leave,” he ordered as she gathered her clothes scattered on the floor.

Jackson smiled as Marco took a seat at his desk.  “It took the hackers a while to find it but we did it.”  He handed the file to Marco as he watched Monica rush from the room.  

Marco flipped through the folder and looked at the numerous flight manifest along with the destinations that were filed.  His face twisted in anger as he slammed the file down. “This doesn't tell me s**t! I don't see her name here!” 

“That's the point boss!  He’s filing real manifests with fake names.  Roach and his b***h Kace left the states a week ago.  We trailed them to the airport but nothing was filed under their name.  When we couldn't find their names, we hacked the TSA’s database and found their pictures.  They used real passports to leave the U.S. but they were listed as unregistered private passengers.  Our guys picked all of them up flying out of San Jose, Costa Rica. They’re going to Europe!”

Marco leaned back in his chair and grinned.  “Congratulations. You earned yourself a raise and anything of your choice.  Where are they going to be landing?”

Jackson smiled proudly.  “We won't know until they deboard their plane.  The hackers flagged their passports so once they go through customs, they will get an alert to where they were scanned at.”

“Good.  Grab some men, we are going to Europe.  I'm not waiting. What else did you find out?”

“Aside from that, not much.  He’s been careful. Do you think they are moving there to start over?”

“It doesn't matter what they are doing.  I want her found and them killed. They are proving to be more of a headache than I thought they would be and she needs to realize she wont have anywhere to go.”  Marco powered up his laptop and lit a cigar. “While we are there, I want you and the guys to start finding me more inventory. When she comes home, we are having a party.  I’m going to need new blood to make up for the money that I’ve lost.”

Jackson nodded.  “When did you want to leave boss?”

“The next flight they have available the better.  I don't want them to have too much of a head start on us.”

Jackson nodded again before leaving the office, closing the door behind him.  Once Jackson left, Marco opened the file again. Determined to not miss a single detail, he flipped through the pages, stopping on the last one.  Pulling the page from the folder, he studied the page. It was Mayah’s passport photo. He clenched his fist as he slid his fingers across the picture with his other hand.  After a few moments of staring at the picture, he stood up and grabbed his cellphone before heading out the door to pack for Europe.