DESTINED MATE : SWEET ALPHA PHEROMONE
Chapter 44 - GRUVV’s POV

Chapter 44: Chapter 44 - GRUVV’s POV

"Do you know? Your Omega’s family are fucked up."

I turned to Cross who was enjoying his cigarette, we were in the CCTV room managed by Shin as the head of security in my house. We were checking all the CCTVs in the downtown other than the ones George had checked before. In the middle of a situation like this he suddenly said that, should I beat him to death or should I just spit in his face now?

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

"I mean, his parents extended family had great power in two countries, but he tragically ended up sold as a prostitute by his own father. I’m not surprised now to see how he was wrecked by it and his mental health is unstable. Gil ruined him, man." Cross said as he continued to smoke his cigarette. Our eyes stared at the CCTV that was being sped up and slowed down in certain parts, but of course our minds were not all here.

What Cross said was true. Shiloh is supposed to live safely and comfortably with both families that were so powerful, Sherburne family only had one Dominant Omega in their family, and Rudapriya family only had two Dominant Omegas. The lack of Dominant Omega in both families made the birth of one would bring their happiness. But, Gil ruined everything.

Gil made Shiloh lose two families who is supposed to spoil him.

"You really need to think of a good way to buy time that bastard until we find out where your Omega is being kept, otherwise our family will become the target of many people." Cross said, he pressed the bottom of his cigarette to the ashtray. He folded his arms across his chest, staring at the monitor screen that was still playing the same thing.

I turned to him.

I understand Cross’ worried, just like what Father said, it might be Shiloh this time. And, if I give that old bastard what she wants, maybe next time Leona or Cross’ Omega will be her victim. And not even mention the consequences for APOLLO, it will definitely have a huge negative impact. I have to think carefully about this deal.

I walked out of the CCTV room, living room was already filled with people from Dhurudatta family’s security team. I ruffle my hair, it’s about time Dad knew about kidnapping things. But, only Father is here and the old man didn’t call me. I heard he’s in another city for a meeting until tomorrow, well, I hope he doesn’t know about this yet.

If Dad knew about this, he wouldn’t just be furious. My reassigned to the head office will surely be announced soon, my opinion is no longer important to him. I had to contact Mosha Gilmore.

Ah shit that bitch.

Dad introduced us after two years I was diagnosed with a mental disorder, dad who still hadn’t accepted that I no longer functioned like an Dominant Alpha, personally asked the Gilmore family for a blind date. The Gilmore family certainly welcomed him. Once again, even though we were running an underground business and were also a Mobster, DATTA COMPANY’s reputation in construction was so good that many people wanted to work together like the other dirty work was no longer exist.

Unfortunately, it didn’t end well. Of course.

I still remember Mosha Gilmore’s words to this day, "If you no longer function as an Alpha Dominant. Don’t act like one. It’s embarrassing."

I scratched the back of my neck, bad memories have been coming into my head lately. Well, I was pathetic. I even kept quiet when I heard Mosha Gilmore say that, because that’s a fact.

I glanced at my wristwatch, it was still half past eleven at night.

After the failed engagement, I hadn’t completely lost contact with that Omega woman, I had met a few times due to business matters. The Gilmore family has many Omega Dominants in their family tree, they established a property business esp Office Building Business a long time ago. They have big power as an Elite family.

Is it true that Mosha Gilmore is involved with this money laundering? For what?

I don’t know what those elite people think, my family only fights over the food on the table because they all foodies and eat A LOT. Both Dad’s and Father’s families just accepted when one of them is appointed as a higher-up, just like what Joshua and I did, we have no interest in pushing each other.

We are more unwilling to leave our positions because we are too comfortable with the work we do. Is that why we don’t fit in as an elite family?

I picked up my phone and checked all the phone numbers on it. One name distracted my focus, Louis Baxter. He was the prosecutor who handled Shem Powers case, at that time he was widely blasphemed by the elite for bringing the Powers name with his accusations about the corruption. He was almost killed by some people because of it, so they asked to protect him. And then, within a year all the accusations he said were true.

Shem Powers corrupted the state’s fuel money by almost ten million dollars, he forged some fuel and chose to import much cheaper one. In addition he inflict a financial loss to the state, also the public. The corruption news angered public, and Powers family lost everything at once, although not everything.

Of course, as Father said, the elite are a little bit hard to go bankrupt quickly. They have ways of staying on their thrones for a long time.

I picked up one of the files after a long silence staring at my phone, if I’m not mistaken I was reading about Louis Baxter and Shem Powers. I opened one file after another and found an interesting one.

Louis Baxter is now a prosecutor who handles only elite cases. He is also still looking for corruption money that was not found by the police, he said that it might have been turned into property assets. He was also pressed for time because the trial deadline was about to close.

I tapped the file and turned to Father who had just come and sat beside me.

"Did you find anything?" He asked, his face already looking quite tired. He had just finished a meeting and had come straight here.

"Father, do you know where Louis Baxter now?" I asked him back.

"Louis Baxter is living in Manhattan, New York right now. He just solved the Mayhem family’s elite case a while ago. What’s wrong with him?"

I handed the file I was holding to Father. He took the file and started reading it.

"It says that Louis Baxter thinks that the corruption money that wasn’t found is now turned into property assets. I think if it’s true, probably Shem Powers bought the building through Mosha Gilmore and they used it as a place for the money laundering operation." I said explaining everything I had been thinking about.

I think, instead of calling and asking directly to Mosha Gilmore who might also be involved in this case, it would be better to contact Louis Baxter and ask him to cooperate. Because if I can find the property, Shem Powers case could continue again.

Because that’s what Louis Baxter was after, he still wasn’t satisfied that Shem Powers was only sentenced to eight years in prison and paid damages. What’s more, the Powers family can still live decently after making a big loss money to the states.

"Gruvv, I’ll check it." Father said and he walked out of my sight.

I sighed, I have to do something to keep myself busy. So, I made my way to the third floor, climbing stairs. I was trying to calm my messy head. I didn’t want it to trigger my panic attack more, I stepped into Shiloh’s room. The room that had never closed its door since he hurt himself.

I sat on his bed, stroking the white sheets that had usually kept him asleep. He must be cold in there, the room looks stuffy and has no light at all.

"Shiloh loves sunlight." I whispered softly.

My feelings are all over the place, I feel like crying. I want to hug him, I want to sniff the top of his head like I often do, I want to breathe in his pheromones. I miss him.

"GRUVV! GRUVV!" Cross shouting from the ground floor, I woke up and came out of Shiloh’s room. The ground floor was already so crowded that I quickly went down the stairs.

"Gruvv! They found Shiloh’s possible location!" Father said while turning to me.

My body froze hearing Father say that, I hurriedly rushed into the crowd. George handed me a tablet, there was a CCTV footage of Shiloh with his hands tied and his head covered being dragged by three people into a building.

"This building belongs to Mosha Gilmore, she bought it six months before Shem Powers went to prison."

I stared angrily at the monitor, just as I was about to give the order, George’s phone rang. He turned to me, "Boss, Madam Rose calling."