My Hottest Man's
chapter 59's. Rundown Story

The phone rang, Raymundo Alvaro actually ignored call after call. Just lean on the sofa and close your eyes. Behind the skin of the face, the jaw is constantly crackling. Finger ring wedding, one empty hand busy toying with wedding ring.

Men are hard to understand. Folding a hand by the window, Deenar was concerned for the man she loved but now married the other woman. However, there was nothing he could do because Raymundo looked different than usual. I don't know what's going on inside the guy? What is the man's wish?

"Your phone's been ringing since, Romeo!" admonish Deenar did not want to come closer because when he tried to touch, the man refused loudly.

"Wift! Tell me I'm sleeping."

Deenar. "It's not your wife!"

"Leave it then."

"Maybe an urgent call because if it's not for what to make repeated calls?"

Ignoring the gloomy heartbroken man, Deenar grabs the phone, touches the screen to answer the call.

"Hello, Mr. Alvaro...."

"Mr Alvaro is sleeping! This is his friend ..., Deenar."

"Can I speak to Mr. Alvaro. I'm Noel, gatekeeper at Anthony's mansion."

"Just tell me, what's wrong?" Deenar activate the loudspeaker.

"It's about Mrs Bellova."

"What happened to Madam?"

Raymundo Alvaro. The man looked unaffected. However, Deenar believes the man's ears are on perfect alert.

"Please tell Mr. Alvaro that Mrs Bellova took a taxi 5 minutes ago."

"Mr Alvaro listens to you, Noel," Deenar replied. "Do you know where the madam is going?"

"No. He was in a hurry to go somewhere."

Raymundo got up and snatched the phone from Deenar. "Noel?!"

"Yes sir."

"Why don't you tell Lucas Rion to follow where the madam is going? What are your jobs?"

"I'm sorry, sir. I'm on duty myself. Rion ..., diarrhea since this afternoon. I'm sending you a license plate because Mrs Bellova took the wrong taxi."

"What do you mean?"

"Taxi's Mrs Bellova message came after her. The taxi driver tried to call the madam but the phone wasn't picked up."

"Send me the taxi number! I'll check."

Call ended.

"Twin B probably went into the studio" Deenar said. "I work 24 hours to forget you. A disappointed wife can be more extreme than that."

Raymundo grabbed the jacket and moved out.

"I'm coming along."

"No need, just stay here!"

"Oh no! It's all your fault, Romeo. You're so childish," Deenar lamented, trailing Raymundo Alvaro. Get in the car. They went to the studio.

The workspace on the second floor is lit up.

"I think he's coming to do something!"

Raymundo came down to ignore Deenar, came to the studio door while calling BM.

"What's wrong?" suhut BM lazily answered the call.

"Tell me where Juliet is!"

"Aren't I fired?" ask BM from next door.

"You're back at work now!"

"I'm sorry, but I've found a new boss. Please find a replacement. I don't mind."

"I'm angry."

"Yes yes understand, scream at the world! Spill at will. I don't have to accommodate your aspirations, sir."

"I'm not kidding."

"Listen, dear Lord Raymondo Alvaro. I have to work. A drug dealer holds a closed-door meeting with a prominent foundation owner at a hotel. Can you handle losing your wife yourself?"

"Lost a wife?" asked Raymundo sharply. "I didn't say Bellova was missing."

"Your orders clearly tell me where Juliet is, isn't there any indication Juliet ran away from you?"

"Raphael Rui Bourne?!" Raymundo chews his jaw, mention the long name BM sign if BM is still playing games, the man will come and gore one of the valuable toys in the BM nest.

"Alright, alright!" BM relented.

"One minute."

"Oh my God, what did you do to her until Juliet ran away from you in the middle of the night?"

"Find him where he's going!"

"Don't you need to press a button at the head of the bed, go to the basement and give Juliet a whisper full of excitement?"

"Have you lost the ability to break your mouth?" hardik Raymundo incited emotions.

"Oh my God, stop being so angry! Why upset women on your wedding day? Bad enough her sister-in-law died and Juliet didn't get her dream wedding. Plus the strangest husband in the world. How could you not know your wife left? That's why the husband should hug his wife on the first night of the wedding instead of moving to another place."

"Stop babbling and just find my wife!"

BM keep the phone away, convincing when his hands dance on the laptop keyboard, the sound of typing reaches Raymundo's ears.

"It's so sweet when you say 'my wife'. It's a shame that woman is your wife." Silent. "You're just interfering with my work schedule. Remember that you are not the only pastisin!"

"Did you find anything?" reply Raymundo cold.

"Please a minute, I'm not a sophisticated robot. Juliet may be breathing fresh air. I downloaded a picture from your bedroom, cut it in the minutes Juliet was in the room." BM is worried. "What's going on? His phone's still in the bedroom, in the bed."

Raymundo stood in front of the studio, returned to the car, picked up the key he had forgotten.

"Juliet seems to be sick. The poor woman. Should've married me, Juliet. Your life must be happy."

While the BM continues to brag, Raymundo goes into the studio, straight into the workspace to sneak around. Door pushed slowly. The room was brightly lit, there was drawing paper, pencil and materials on the table. There are many models of white shirts, but no one. Raymundo went inside.

"Because you're a jerk!" There was a gun pointed directly at the side of his head. Lucio Vargas was behind the door and Belliza was terrified in the man's arms.

"Where's Bellova?" raymundo asked without further ado.

"Where's Bellova?" Belliza asked a question back, kind of panicked. "Where's my sister? What's going on?" Belliza hugged Lucio's arms tightly, limp all over her body. "Oh this is bad Lucio, my sister is not okay. I feelit! Lucio, find my sister!"

Belliza almost screamed.

"Belliza, relax!"

"No, stop telling me to calm down! I can't feel Bellova. Something happened to my sister!"

Belliza looked at Raymundo wrathfully from behind Lucio's arm.

"What did you do to him? I'm right, Lucio, this guy's not right!"

"Akh, what are you Raymundo Alvaro made of?" Lucio Vargas clucked while hugging Belliza. "Bellova was with you and never came here."

"I'll look for him!"

"Listen I'm Raymundo Alvaro. What's in it for you to torture Bellova? Do you think you'll find a woman who can love you and accept your flaws like Bellova did?" Lucio Vargas spoke harshly to Raymundo Alvaro. "Look at you, you're pathetic! You found Bellova and wasted her."

"I'm leaving!"

"Lucio, please. I need to find my sister."

"No. I need to know Bellova's situation. It sucks that someone married my sister without a little empathy, completely irresponsible. And I pushed my sister because I believed in her love for this man. Look at this guy! There's nothing on him but bad people." Crying sobbing. Belliza is worried about Bellova.

"Belliza .., everything will be fine!"

"Helena's dead, I can see your problem. You love your sister very much and think that Helena's death was due to my involvement as well as my sister's. Then, what now? Do you want Bellova to suffer?"

"Beliza ...."

"You're going to marry Belliza to torture her?" attack Belliza try to hold back the wrath. "I'll be honest with you, sir. I was the one with Helena that night. You can punish me."

"Beliza ...." Lucio Vargas is running out of ways.

"I suffered a lot because Oskan married me to torture Bellova. And then with Helena to get me hurt. We never hated Helena. You can hurt me now. I don't care about just finding my sister!" Tone is rising.

"Beliza ...." Lucio Vargas held Belliza in his arms because of Belliza's anger, causing her to limp and fall into Lucio's arms. "Control yourself!"

Lucio Vargas turned to Raymundo Alvaro.

"Find Bellova. We'll solve the problem. We're not gonna run."

No look often tempting, Lucio Vargas stared intently and tried not to cause conflict for Belliza's condition.

Carrying Belliza, Lucio Vargas left Raymundo to go upstairs. Raymundo Alvaro left the studio. A long way to the car.

"The plate the taxi driver used to pick up Juliet was a fake plate. It's serious because Juliet kidnapped someone!" greet Deenar after the car door is closed hard.

"I'll go back home and find out from there. Come down and take a taxi back to your place!"

"All right!" deenar said there was nothing he could do more.

Raymundo then drove back home to Anthony's residence. Who's the fucking jerk who dared kidnap his wife. He went straight into the bedroom, grabbed Bellova's phone. The mobile phone screen is a calendar month of February there is a love sign on the date of today.

Raymundo opens the phone, checks the gallery.

Mid-January there was a video of Bellova, playing the file. The woman turned on the camera and sat at the end of the bed. After the shower it seems like from wet hair and clean face. Raymundo was stunned in the middle of the room.

"Hi .., I don't like to say this. I think I like you, Sir. It's so hard for me to be honest with you about how I feel. I wish I had the courage to send you this video. Since returning from Zaragoza, I've found that I just want to see you."

Other videos.

"I'm glad to hear your voice and hope you ask me the news instead of just discussing Miradoura. It's ridiculous that I'm in love with you and still looking forward to a reply."

Other videos. Looks like at school. Loading, rotated. The charity event. Some teachers play music.

"Mother teacher Bellova, did you know that, our intern teacher, Samuel Diego likes you?" The voice of a person between music and singing.

"All the students like me."

"But, Sam Diego really wants to express love to you."

"Am I going to be okay with a guy 5 years younger than me?"

"Sam is so cute and sweet."

Raymundo pressed the exit button. Why record videos that are not important?

Deleting.

Raymundo checked the call. Nothing is suspicious. The top call must be the taxi driver. Get out into the workspace, turn on the laptop and start checking the surveillance cameras. Call BM. Calls at the divert.

Send message. "Did you find anything?"

There's no reply.

***

Bellova was so sleepy that her body was placed in a wheelchair. Pushed into a room. He marked the sounds around him, the busyness of the airport.

"Good night, sir! Hope your trip is both fun." Someone reprimanding.

"Thank you."

The taxi driver. Bellova had no power to get up and move but was fully aware of what was going on. That he has been kidnapped by the taxi driver and now he will be taken to a place. Whither? Does her husband know? Is the man looking for her? Could the man think about it? Although their relationship was in a complicated situation, Bellova did not want to leave Raymundo Alvaro. Her husband needs to be saved from the man himself.

Bellova missed.

"Juliet, I'm sorry I had to use this way. Go to sleep for a while. We'll get to Keflavik in 4 hours 50 minutes."

Keflavic? Icelanders? He would have been taken miles away from Raymundo Alvaro. Bellova wanted to thrash, but the more she tried, the more numb she became.

Help me! Why does no one realize how dangerous he is?

Bellova was injected again, woke up in drowsiness and fell asleep.

Somehow a bit blurry he caught some vague occurrences like riding a bus and then the roar came from a helicopter propeller. Obviously they are somewhere in Iceland at the moment.

"If you don't fall asleep, you can see our destination. It's beautiful."

Can a taxi driver be this good? Isn't it very clear that this man isn't the usual taxi driver?

Bellova hugged tightly. Sleepy, sleeping again.

Beach birds wake Bellova. Still quite dizzy, eyes swept the attic over him. Very foreign. Wakes up. The first thing he did was to examine himself in detail. Find out that he's still wearing the same outfit from last night. That he did not receive harassment or violence.

Getting off the bed, eyes clashed on Raymundo Alvaro's black jacket, hanging on the side of one of the walls.

Bellova limped off to go there. There was the scent of her husband and hugged the thing tightly. Closer to the window. His consciousness recovered quickly. It's in a house.

Not an ordinary house.

Bellova runs to the other side and discovers that this house is the only dwelling on this small island. The Puffins bask in the green grass. Bellova exited the room. The larger space is the lounge room, dining room and kitchen that blend together. On top of the furnace something exploded in the pot. The smell made him hungry.

A man was standing there in the kitchen wearing an apron. As she turned around, Bellova more clearly saw, young and livid-haired, offering her the most sincere smile Bellova had ever seen other than her family.

"I'm making you food. Romeo often makes Queena delicious food without the knowledge of Queena. She's so sweet to love Mr. Axel Anthony's lover."

"You must be the closest person to my husband."

"Yes, I'm a hand-eye and a dumpster for Romeo."

"A good parable. I don't like this idea, kidnap me and separate us. I can face my husband whatever our problem is."

"An amazing woman. Unfortunately, with you Romeo needs a little leverage. If not, he is complacent in the belief that you are in his grasp and can not go anywhere without his permission. I just taught Romeo a lesson."

"What do you expect him to do?" Bellova scrunched her forehead.

"Are you still dizzy, Juliet? I made food. Let's have breakfast, I'll be out of here soon. But we will continue to communicate. I'll show you how."

"Bring me back. I have to be with my husband."

"No, if he loves you then Romeo will seek and find you."

"He'll find me."

"The gift to a human being is to have a friend who can be relied upon as well as negligence because they share too many secrets. It was easy for me to close all the information for him. But, Romeo will be here as you thought."

"He knows this place?"

"Yes. But you need to know Juliet. There are only two ways to get here, get in the air by helicopter or climb an island cliff. But this place belongs to the government. Romeo won't be able to come by air even if he has a lot of money."

"Then why can you?"

"Well, this is my privilege."

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