He dashed through the rooms, calling out for Angela, but only silence replied. He felt a pang of anger and frustration. He dropped on the couch with a laughter as dark as the sadness he felt that moment. How could she do this to him? Didn't she know how much he loved her, how much he needed her at a time like this? She met with Diana…then went completely silent over it. A hand on his face. “You think you can bitch walk into my life and vanish from it, you are really guilty ain't you?” He closed his eyes and swallowed tightly his head thrown back. “The hell am I feeling anxious for?” His tight breathing worsened, and his hands clenched hard beside him on the couch. At a time like this, a hardcore will come in a handy. He thought of Diana…but the memories always came with Angela's face. “I am fucked for real”. “I can't believe I trusted some bitch and get hurt…and I can't believe I am doubting that she will ever hurt me”. He laughed again this time lowly, he went silent as the episodes of their love confessions, intimate moments played in his mind. His eyes snapped open, wet but still dark. “She was scared…that's why she ran off”. He convinced himself finally. “I had to find her and clear things up”. With a determined look on his face, Antonio pulled out his phone and started dialing. He would find Angela, regardless of what it took. She better have the answers to his questions. As he waited for someone to answer, he walked over to the window and looked out at the city below. He was going to find her, and he was going to make sure she knew that he would never give up on her easily. She had something stolen from him and must be found, no matter where she might be. “Come on, answer,” he muttered to himself, his eyes fixed on the phone. Finally, someone picked up. “Hello?” Antonio's voice was firm and determined. “Dorris, it's Antonio. I need to know where Angela is.” Doris' voice was cautious on the other end of the line. “Really? Isn't Diana enough for you?” Antonio's grip on the phone tightened. “What the hell are you talking about?” There was a pause on the other end of the line, and for a moment, Antonio thought he'd lost the connection. But then Doris spoke up. “You have your ex now why bother her, Mr Antonio Montero?” Antonio's anger flared. “Listen to me. I don't have the time for bitch talk. I need to know where she is, right now.” Doris' voice was firm. “I'm not going to tell you, Your royal Majesty Antonio. You need to respect Angela's boundaries. She is heartbroken and wants some space.” “And you think I am not hurt either?” he spat out. “Hurt? Oh, please!” “Bitch!” Antonio cursed and hung up the phone, his mind racing with plans and strategies. How the hell did she get to know about Diana? Antonio texted his head of security to get to the penthouse location, as he intended to begin the chase. Just after, he got a notification regarding Diana's interview. He hasn't been online ever since that evening. Surprise,the news is trending all over the internet. He watched the live. “What the heck is she doing this for?” Antonio groaned in disbelief. He quickly dialed her number restlessly, but Diana ignored his call. Just as he was about to storm out of the penthouse, he heard a voice in front of him. “Well, well, well. Look what we have here. The Angel, my sister's contracted fiancée.” Antonio raised his head to see Kerry, Angela's younger sister, standing in the doorway with a mischievous grin on her face. Her wild curly hair was tied up in a ponytail, and her bright brown eyes sparkled with amusement. “Where did your sister go?” Antonio said, his voice tight with frustration. Kerry sauntered towards him, her hips swaying in her tight jeans. "I could ask you the same thing, Antonio. So sad you were blinded to these curves, I would have done a perfectly good job than my sister “. Kerry batted her eyelashes and sidled up to Antonio, her voice taking on a sultry tone. "I have to say, Antonio, I am overmuch available for a one-night stand even if you are back with your ex-girlfriend.” Antonio's eyes narrowed, his expression unyielding. “Don't try to flirt with me. I'm disgusted.” Antonio's jaw clenched. Kerry pouted, her full lips jutting out in a pretend sulk. “This is coming from someone who went down on my sister? Funny.” She replied sarcastically. She reached out a hand and traced a finger along Antonio's jawline, her touch sending a spark of electricity through his body. But Antonio's eyes remained cold. “Take your hands off me, or I will take them off the rest of your body…you need a new mirror, you must be looking into your delusion, you have a lot of confidence for that face and body”. He growled, his voice low and warning. Kerry laughed awkwardly, a bit comfortable and embarrassed. She slowly put her hands down and folded them beneath her bust. “You need my help to find my sister, maybe you should be a little bit nice”. She replied in a sassy tone. “You know where she is?” Antonio demanded, his voice firm but controlled. Kerry rolled her eyes. “Well yes, duh…she is my sister…so if you want my help, I am sure you know what to do, also I will like video evidence to show my friends, they are pretty stubborn when it comes to believing stories”. Kerry said with a lip seductive bite, but Antonio's face was still as cold. Seeing that he wasn't moved by her statement. She rolled her eyes in frustration and opened her mouth to ask him to forget about it. At the same time two men in black suit alighted from the black SUV in front of them and approached her. She could tell they are the Montero's men and with Antonio's convoy. Kerry's grin faltered, her eyes flashing with a hint of fear. Her heart raced as her mind was filled with different thoughts. A part of her brain whispered that they are coming for her, she instinctively stepped backwards. The men caught her and dragged her towards the car. “What are you doing? Let go of me, you think you can get your answers this way?” She yelled helplessly. The men took her into the car and drove off, while Antonio watched emotionlessly. Just then his cousin sister sent him the interview video of Diana and a text message. “You and Diana are back together? Diana's alive? Anyway I am with Grandma, and she needs to see you as soon as possible, she got questions”. “Diana”. He slapped his forehead and groaned.