Irresistible Boss Succumbing to Your Touch (Maria Anita) novel Chapter 3

Clavin’s POV

I was riding through the plantation, thinking about my good fortune and the beautiful Manuela. Rita was worthless, trying to sell the girl. When she approached me proposing to marry Manuela to my son, I thought it would be a good solution - maybe he would settle down and stop wasting my money on parties and brothels around town. But when I saw that girl, I had no doubt - I would marry her myself. Now I was as anxious as a young boy. You know what, I was going to move this wedding up to tomorrow, Rita could throw all the tantrums she wanted.

I returned to town, but before reaching the notary's office, I ran into the detective. That puppet only did what his wife told him and what my money bought. It was good he was like that, since my son was always getting into trouble and I had my own messes to cover up, especially regarding the people I needed to get rid of.

"Calvin, I'm glad I found you," Detective Roger said.

"What is it now, Roger? I don't have time," I replied curtly.

"Calvin, you asked us to keep an eye on Rita's house and keep Cam away from there. Cam wasn't there, but there was a police officer staking out the front of the house," Roger spoke hastily.

"And why was one of your officers there? What's the problem?"

"The problem is it wasn't one of my officers. A team came from outside, a large team - they're watching you all," Roger said, and I grew concerned.

"What do you mean?"

"A detective from Paradise Port and another from this region. They're heading to that abandoned farm of yours. They're looking for Manuela Blanco."

"Damn! They can't get there, Roger. Figure something out, but get these cops out of town."

"Calvin..." I got in the car, needing to get to the farm quickly and get Manuela out of there. "Calvin!" I left Roger calling after me.

I drove to the farm as fast as I could, and when I arrived, I wanted to strangle Rita. She was beating Manuela, even though I had warned her not to do that. The girl was all bruised, her face hurt and swollen, almost deformed. How could I have a honeymoon now with the girl all beaten up and unable to do anything? She fainted when I arrived, and it's a good thing I got there because Rita would have killed her if she had continued beating her like that.

"What did you do, Rita?" I demanded, but Rita just looked at the girl on the floor with contempt.

I approached and checked. The girl was unconscious. I called my trusted henchman.

"Get her out of here now. Take her somewhere no one can find her. And get her some clothes." He picked her up in his arms, then I saw a torn paper on the floor and a folder, I gathered everything and handed it to him. "Listen carefully, don't you dare touch her! Or I'll kill you."

"Yes, boss." He replied, and I knew he would do as I ordered.

"Get out of here quickly, go through the back." I ordered and accompanied him outside. I watched him place Manuela in the back seat of the car, cover her with a sheet, and leave through the back of the property. I called the other two men guarding the house.

"If any of you breathe a word about her, you'll be a dead man. Am I clear?" They knew I followed through on my threats, and I knew they would not talk. I looked at them and turned around, going back inside the house, now I would have a little chat with Rita.

"Now for us two." I faced her. "I told you not to hit her, didn't I? So tell me, why? What did you do?"

"Do not be crude, Calvin."

"Ha, ha, ha." I started laughing at her, I knew exactly what kind of tramp she was. "Listen here, Rita, your business with Manuela is over. Tomorrow I am marrying her."

"That was not our deal!" Rita stood up.

"No, it was not, but you broke our agreement first. What do you want from the girl, the money? Well, you are not going to get that. She told me herself that Cam made sure that nobody, especially you, gets their hands on her money. So be content with what you will get from me." I stared at her, and she was fuming with rage.

"That little rat outsmarted me! I HATE THIS!" Rita shouted.

"Not her, but Cam did. The young man is intelligent, I admit." Truly, Cam was admirable. A dedicated, hardworking, intelligent young man. I admired all his qualities and regretted that my son did not have some of them.

"Whatever! When am I getting my money?" Rita only thought about that.

"Tomorrow. I will tell you later where and what time the wedding will be. I want you there because you are going to convince her to marry me," I warned.

Rita grabbed her purse and left, stewing in that hatred that even I did not understand. I remained sitting there for a while, thinking about how to handle things. I looked around, maybe I should give this ranch to my son, now that I was getting married I wanted him out of the house, he could live here and cause all the trouble he wanted away from my sight.

After a while, I called my enforcer and found out where he had taken my little bride. But before going to see her, I needed to arrange things for the wedding.