Page 77 of Bought to Bear Bratva Heir

For a second, there was a look of fear on his face. "I get that, boss, but she has nothing. No passport, no money, she only has the clothes on her back. She can't have gotten far."

Pausing for a second, I mulled over his words. Everything he had just said was true. Daisy had nothing, not even an old family home to go back to. She really had limited options.

It wasn’t like last time, I told myself firmly. My grandfather was dead and gone.

"Have someone check her old place," I ordered, folding my body into the car. "I want all of her old haunts searched. I don’t know what she’s playing at, but I want her found before dark."

She won’t get away again. Not this time, I added silently. I wouldn’t allow her to run. Not now that I finally knew the truth. If she really wanted nothing to do with me, then I would possibly consider letting her go, but not like this.

Daisy and I needed to sit down and talk. She needed to know the truth.

Closing the door softly behind me, I yanked my phone out. There was one place I needed to check, one place she might have gone.

"Hi, this is Mr. Popovitch. I am coming by to collect my son, Alexander Popovitch." I paused as the receptionist began to speak, literally tripping over her own words.

"Mr. Popovitch, Daisy—"

Letting out a sigh of relief, my eyes closed. "She’s there? Can you keep them both there until I get there, please? It’s of the utmost importance. I’ll be less than an hour."

If she was there, she was safe. We would have to discuss her running off against doctors' orders and not telling me where she was going, but she was safe, and that was all that mattered.

"I’m sorry, Mr. Popovitch. Neither Daisy nor Alexander are here. She signed him out of school this morning. Said that you had a family emergency."

I dropped the phone.

Daisy had taken my son.

It was like all the old feelings, so close to the surface all the time, came rushing back.

Daisy had taken my child. And now she was on the run? With nothing to her name. That didn’t make sense, unless of course she had help from somewhere. Had she purposely been put back into my path by my enemies? Everyone knew that my one weak spot was Alec.

Well, Alec and, as much as I hated to admit it, even to myself, Daisy herself.

Had she known the depths of my feelings for her? I couldn’t be sure, but there was one thing I was certain of. If Daisy wanted revenge for what she thought I had put her through, then taking my son would be the perfect way to get it.

The hand holding the phone clenched so hard that my knuckles went white and cracked painfully loud.

"Boss?" The driver turned in his seat as I cursed long and loudly. "What’s happened?"

"She’s taken him," I muttered, ending the call. "She’s fucking taken Alec and run."

And she was going to pay. I was going to make her pay for fooling me once again. I was going to make them all pay, including every single person who was helping her rip my reason for living away from me.

There was no sign of them. It was like they had disappeared into the thick air of New York City, and it didn’t matter where I looked, they weren’t there.

None of that made sense. Where could she go? A penniless woman with a child without even identification. She didn’t have money, she didn’t even have a place to go, and yet she was gone, and she had taken the light of my life with her. Even if someone, one of my many enemies, was helping her, there would be some whisper of it in the underworld.

"Boss."

My head snapped up. I hadn’t heard anyone arrive in the penthouse, but then again, I hadn’t really been paying attention. My thoughts were all on her and this fresh hell she was putting me through.

Maybe this was my punishment. Daisy wasn’t the sweet and innocent woman I had fallen in love with, so she may have wanted her own revenge on me.

But she would have needed help. She couldn’t have kidnapped my son and disappeared alone. As far as I knew, she had no one in the states who would help her. None of my connections had heard anything. The only rumors swirling around the underground were that she was back in my life. Nothing more and nothing less. My enemies might have moved against me, but not any of the families in the city. In fact, there was definitely not anyone in the city who would help her when Iactually calmed down enough to think about it. I was too feared, and any contacts I had tried in the UK hadn’t even known who I was.

No one had heard from her in days, and everyone was worried about her safety but me. I wasn’t worried about her because I was going to kill her once I found her. If she was dead, then she would never be able to hurt me again. She would never make me dream of her and the future we could have had.

No, but I could absolutely never kill her. She was Alec's mother, and she was even carrying my second child!