At Paul's Apartment
Days passed by and Paul grew more restless after failing to make Rain his. The frustration of not being able to see her whenever he wanted was driving him mad. He had no idea where she was. The address on her file at the office still listed the Clayton Mansion, but he knew she had left. Even her family was in the dark about her current whereabouts.
He downed the beer on the table in one gulp, cursing under his breath. "Where are you hiding?" he hissed, clenching his fists. The thought of Rain living with another man—especially the one who claimed to be her husband—made his blood boil. Grabbing his phone, he dialed the person he had tasked with finding her.
"Any updates?" he barked.
"None yet, sir. We have men stationed at the places you mentioned, monitoring if she'll return, but so far, there's been no sign of her," the man on the other line responded.