I call Xavier's phone once again, but it goes straight to voicemail.

Where is that bastard when you need him.

Once again, I look over my stocks and investments once again.

Everything was good ever since I won that war. The gang has expanded, we're getting more money. Everything was going well.

For the gang at least.

She's not with me, by my side. She hasn't been for the past 2 years, and I've been searching everywhere and anywhere I could think of, but it was like she vanished.

She was the light to my pitch-black world and without it I feel lost without her. Fuck, I became so addicted to her and now look what happened.

If anyone mentioned her name, they would have a knife to their throat in seconds. It made me feel something when everyone fears with me when they tremble in my presence. She would never do that.

I missed my Angel so much.

The only things I had that were remotely close to her were the three dogs that she named.

I would watch the dogs from my window and try to imagine as if it was her, they were still protecting her like the day she met them.

I took the glass of whiskey in my hand and take it all in one swig, making my throat burn and only slightly numbing the pain inside of me but it all came back soon enough when I close my eyes. The nightmares I had been having since the worst night of my life. The glass in my hand cracked under pressure and I let the glass drop to the floor, along with the blood trailing on my hand.

I was about to have another outburst but thoughts died down when the door was opened, and Xavier appeared, I scowled at his appearance and was about to yell at him for not answering my calls, but I was stopped with an intoxicating scent.

"Look Boss-" he tries to say but I put up my hand, making him shut his mouth.

My fingers curled into my palm and dug into my skin as I bit on my bottom lip trying to control the rage inside.

I look at him with widened eyes, chest heaving and within milliseconds I have him pushed up against the wall and my hand on his collar.

"You better have a good fucking reason as to why you smell like her." my tone is deep, and my eyes are filled with fire as I look into his.

He knew exactly what I was talking about. His face is filled with guilt as a lump goes down his throat. We remain like that for seconds in silence and he looks around the room avoiding my burning stare and when he's about to talk, I push my hand against his throat harder.

"And do not lie." I warn through gritted teeth, and he finally meets my gaze.

"I went to see her." I didn't know what answer I was expecting but I go blind with anger, and I felt as if I was blinded by anger and hope, hearing about her but I turn and throw him across the room, Xavier groaning his pain as he slid from the wall to floor harshly.

I stalked towards him and looked down on him with hatred.

"How." I demand and when he doesn't answer I look down to his arm linked around his rib, but I pry it off and press the sole of my shoe on it, increasing the pressure until he breaks

"I-I did my own research" he says groans as I scoff.

"Where is she?" I demand and he thinned his lips, turning his head away and doesn't answer but eventually does after I press onto his bruised rib harshly with my foot, making him wince out in pain.

"All of the research is in my room." he says, and I nod with a sadistic smile and pull out my phone, an assistant of mine picking up the phone.

"Sir?" she answers the call blankly, and I speak immediately.

"Prepare a private jet and get a hacker to go through Xavier's database." I demand and she obeys. I hang up then turn back to the man still on the floor.

"Do that to me again Xavier, and the punishment will be much worse than a bruise rib" I threaten, and he nods weakly as I exit the room and go to my own.

My heart starts racing at the thought of seeing her again.

God, she would look so different now, I wonder if she changed her hair? Who am I kidding, of course she did. She's smart.

I get what I need from my room and go to the front where I have one of my cars and a driver and guard waiting for me.

"Where has she been located?" I ask and the guard gives me a USB drive that I tuck in my pocket whilst running down the details with me.

"She is in Los Angeles's City and attending a high school there and a job at a small cafe. She goes by the name Valery Collins and her licence says that she is only 18." he says, and I smirk to myself.

She seems to be making a living for herself. I was happy but also so mad she did this without me although I didn't give her much freedom.

When I get her back maybe I would let her go out, try to gain her trust like before?

I groan to myself and lean back in my seat whilst turning my head to look out the window.

I had thought so much about getting her back I hadn't thought about what I would do when I do. She would hate me even more if I just kidnapped her again.

Rubbing my temples, I arrived and the guard accompanying me lead me to the jet.

" When shall the guards take her sir?" He asked and I glared and him making him cower back.

"None of you will be laying a finger on her," I snap, and he nods vigorously, I even see beads of sweat trailing down his forehead. "And sign me up for whatever school she's in."

"What name will you go by sir?" he asks, and I think to myself.

It would be idiotic to go by my own name.

I think to myself for a while, finally coming up with an idea, I reply, and he nods typing more into his computer.

I close my eyes and the jet takes off and I could feel my blood rush with excitement. I couldn't wait to see her again.

It had been a week since I had seen Xavier and I was surprisingly calm about it. I lied to my friends and said that I did report the car following to the police and they believed me, and Ollie never brought up the incident at the cafe again.

As it was lunch, we were gathered around our table and talking until Ally randomly brought up a subject that caught everyone's attention.

"Have you guys heard there's a new exchange student coming here from Italia?" she asks excitedly and all of us shake our heads wanting to learn more. "It was really sudden, but the school accepted it to keep their reputation up." she says and scrolls through her phone more but stops and looks at up us for dramatic effect, her eyes dragging up to me, Chelsey, and Leila across from her..

"I also heard he was hot." she squealed, and Chelsey immediately jumped at the sentence. They started to go on and on about their type and I just scoffed and turned away until I was pulled back into the conversation by Leila, her knowing that I hated this type of talk.

"What do you think Valery, what's your type?" she said wiggling her eyebrows at me and I put my head on the table groaning and all the girls look at me as if they were lions and I were their prey.

"Just give us a description!" pesters Chelsey and I final give in and put my hand to my chin and think to myself.

"Uhm..." An image of Francis pops into my head and before I can stop my mouth, its already moving. "Black hair... tall." Has wings... ' I think to myself, but I'm interrupted by a bunch of cooing and looking to Ally and Chelsey they had devious smirks plastered over their faces.

"What?" I ask and look around the table and Tyler's looking at me as if he just saw a ghost and then it hits me like a bullet. He's tall and has black hair. I flail my arms around, trying to defend myself but the girls are already chatting up relationship names.

Throwing Tyler an apologetic look, starting to lecture everyone else that it's not going to happen since I need to focus on school and not relationships for time being.

Ally and Chelsey were disappointed by it, but Leila agreed which I was thankful for. As the bell went, I got my books and stood up, I looked at Ally to see her disappointed face, so I patted her on the shoulder.

"But don't worry, I'm sure you can score the new Italian kid" I say and wink at her to which she giggles at.

"Thanks Val, bye!"

I walk down the hall and glance out at the front school again to see another black SUV parked next to the school gates.

And just when I was starting to think that that creep had stopped following me.

I scoff to myself and start to walk to my class only to be greeted with the talk of the new kid.

I assume myself in the back of the classroom and glance out the window and stare at the stationary SUV still where I saw it.

What is Xavier doing here?

It's the next day at school and I'm walking in the halls and all I can hear is talk about the new boy.

'He's so hot' and 'Did you see his eyes?'

Everyone was gushing over this guy that hasn't even been here for a full hour.

Walking into homeroom, I was greeted with my friends. I smiled and sat at the corner of the class with them and started to talk about the homework until the bell rung to go sit in our own desks.

I was in the middle of the class and was next to one of the biggest jerks in the school and as soon as I sat down his face morphed into a smirk.

"James." I groan under my breath

"Y'know Valery, prom is coming up and I need someone hot to go with me." He says, I think in attempt to flirt but I could tell that he would never ruin his pride by asking someone to go with him directly.

"Really?" I sigh, not giving him a second glance, I can tell that he was pissed by this and then I feel a cold hand being placed on my thigh.

Before I can do anything, I feel his hand sliding up higher and my eyes widen.

"I know you want me babe." He grumbles into my ear and his voice being filled with lust.

I grab his hand, digging my sharp nails into his hand and slapped his hand off my thigh. James brought his hand and winced in pain.

"Never do that to me, or any other women, because you will get the same reaction or worse." I whisper in his ear, but I'm interrupted with a gaze being put on me.

Looking up, I see a pale, black haired man with a mask on was looking at me.

The infamous new kid.

Pulling away from James, I look around to see he gained more and more attention of the class and whispers were scattered around the room as the teacher introduced him.

"Class, please give a warm welcome to our new Italian exchange student, Francesco Russo!" She says clapping her hands together and everyone greets him.

"Please Francesco, sit anywhere." The teacher says swooning over him already, just like all the students here, I did have to admit that he was handsome, except the mask he wore, and his hair was overshadowing most of his face, making hard to get even a glimpse of his eyes.

Even though I couldn't see his eyes, I could feel his gaze drilling into me and when I thought it couldn't get any worse, he chose his seat next to be next to me.

I sigh to myself and wait for the teacher to finish her speech but can't help but glance at him once more.

He finally wasn't looking at me and I could see one of his eyes through a strand of his hair.

They were dark brown, but it looked as if there were golden flakes, but I had to pull back as he went to look at me again.

The bell went and I grabbed my books and rushed out of the classroom with my friends.

All of them were talking on and on but I only had that name lingering in the mind, it was somewhat familiar.

Francesco, huh?