Page 121 of Sinful Lies

DIMITRI

Something’s wrong.

Zara was meant to be home thirty minutes ago, but her phone is saying she’s still at the office. I knew she would be working late, but it’s nearing eleven, and she needs to rest, especially so early on in the pregnancy.

Dr. Waite warned us that carrying twins poses higher risk in the first trimester, but Zara is stubborn. She’s not one to sit around and do nothing no matter how much I beg her too.

But this is getting ridiculous. It’s late, and I’ve had the dinner ready in the oven for over an hour.

I try calling her cell, but it goes straight to voicemail. I frown.

Has she put it on do not disturb?

She knows that’s not part of our deal. She insisted on carrying on as normal, which included going into the office every day, so I asked to put a tracker on her phone and to have her message me the moment she leaves.

The thought of my wife and unborn children wandering about the city makes my heart rate spike.

I might have got Giovanni Saccone under lock and key, but he’s not the only one of his kind.

I try to shake the thought as I search through my contacts and dial Zara’s office number.

“Zara Mullen’s phone,” a female voice answers. A voice that is not my wife’s.

“Who is this?”

“Karlie Davidson, I work opposite Zara.”

“Karlie? This is Dimitri Koslov, Zara’s husband.”

“Oh, hey!” Karlie chirps. “Did Zara forget her laptop or something? I’m just heading out so I can swing by on my way home if need be.”

“She’s not there?” I frown.

“Uh, no, she left like an hour ago. Why?”

Fuck.

“She hasn’t come home yet.” My heart begins to race.

It does not take more than fifteen minutes to get from her office to the penthouse, which means something’s happened to her.

“Oh…”

“Can you call me if she comes back to the office?”

“O-of course.”

I hang up the phone and immediately dial Alexei.

He grunts, “What’s wrong?”

“Zara’s missing,” I choke out, the words like poison on my tongue. I begin pacing around the room as Alexei is silent for a moment.

“How do you know?”

“Because it’s almost fucking midnight, and she’s not back from work. Her phone says she’s there, but I just called the office, and they said she left an hour ago. He’s got her Alexei. Fucking Massimo, I swear?—”

“We don’t know that.”

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