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No fucking way.

“Shit. Keep her there and don’t you dare fucking touch her. I will be there to collect her soon,” I growl into the phone before hanging up.

What is Adalisa doing there? Why did she think it was okay to go into a facility like that and get caught?

“So, I’m taking it your girl is there?” Ethan chuckles. “You are going to have your hands full with that one.”

“No joke,” I mumble. “But I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

Adalisa is mine, handful or not. And I wouldn’t trade her for the world. She is precious.

“Are you going to go get her?” Ethan asks. “Or are you going to let her sit in for a while?”

It briefly crossed my mind to let her wait for a couple of hours so she would learn her lesson, but the sooner I get to her, the sooner I get to be near her. “If you need anything, find someone else before asking me,” I say as I rush out the door.

CHAPTER 15

ADALISA

Istare at Matthias in shock. How does he know I’m here? How did he figure out where I was so quickly?

“I thought you said you didn’t do anything to her.” Matthias looks behind him angrily. “I told you not to do anything to her.”

My eyebrows pinch together. What does he mean? He knew I was here the whole time? How is that possible?

“We did nothing but place her in the room,” the receptionist answers.

“You locked me in a room!” I raise my voice, but don’t get up from the floor.

Is Matthias going to get me out of here? Is he going to rescue me, or is he going to leave me here for hours?

I suck in a breath at the thought. I won’t be able to survive being in here any longer. No, I will go absolutely mad if he leaves me in here. But maybe that’s what he wants. Maybe Matthias wants me to go mad so that when he comes to finally collect me, I’ll do whatever he says.

“You did nothing to her?” Matthias repeats.

“We only placed her in this room. She asked about Margery, and then I saw the bracelet. You said to get anyone with the bracelet to a room and call you,” the receptionist replies.

“No,” he growls. “We did not say that. We said silver bracelets shouldnotbe placed in rooms. The only people to be placed in a room are people we bring in here.”

I look between Matthias and the receptionist. What is going on here?

“Bu-bu?—”

“No. From now on follow the fucking rules we gave,” Matthias glares at her before walking toward me.

I push myself up against the wall and stare at him. What is his plan now? He kneels in front of me, searching my body. Is he making sure they are telling the truth and didn’t do anything to me? Part of me wishes now they had so I could see him go off on them.

Matthias cups my face. “What did you think you were doing?” he asks, his face full of worry and rage. “What did you think you were doing by coming here?”

I open my mouth to tell him why I was there, but he stops me.

“No, don’t say anything. I don’t want to hear it right now,” he sighs. “We are going home, and then we will have a discussion about it.”

He grabs my hand, leading me out of the room and down the hall. I don’t dare look up at the staff, not wanting to see the smug looks on their face.

Home? We are going home? To his house or mine? I want to ask him, but I keep quiet. He is furious, and I don’t want to be on the receiving end of it. Matthias told me he doesn’t hurt innocent people, but what is his definition of innocent?

I have done nothing wrong, but he could think that I have and try to hurt me.

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