3 Days Later

Keira was currently checking the villa that Harvey renovated with special high-technology equipment. It also has a panic room that only has one key. She liked it. She extended the tablet to her brother who was grinning ear to ear.

"I have my red room, there," Harvey said.

Keira creased her brows and almost kicked him.

"Eww. Are you talking about Fifty Shades of Grey?"

"Yeah, but it has less~~you know. I liked the bed and interior. But of course, MJ would have already beaten me before I flogged her." Harvey snickered.

"Were you talking about that?" Keira scoffed. "I like everything here. It'll be a safe house."

"It also has a clinic," Harvey mumbled.

"This is good." Keira nodded. "And how is Tracey?"

"She's still in her unit and three nights ago we encountered five snipers. One was done after Ian found it. So, Ian was still grounded. We don't want to be traced by them." Harvey reached the glass bottle and sipped on it.

"Okay, I understand." Keira leaned on her seat and looked at the glass window where she could see the other buildings. She sighed and checked her phone. "Are you also sure that mom is safe wherever she is?"

Harvey puffed some air and shook his head.

"I told you, she's alright and she's relaxing. Mom needs a good salt air."

"But we were just at the beach like four days ago." Keira was getting more and more suspicious about her mother's sudden vacation without bodyguards.

"I already have someone to watch over her. Don't worry. The thing that you should worry about is a few events in the Golden Age."

Right, Keira has so much to worry about. With lots of advertisements and work that she has to do, she also has to work overtime since Johanna and Violet are both pregnant. Although Johanna and Violet were keeping the right pace, there will be months that she might not be able to get a proper secretary and assistant. Also, damn it. Wendy is from the Philippines and she wondered if she bugged Alessandro again.

"I'm going back to my lousy work," Keira mumbled.

Harvey stared at his baby sister for a while. He was worried about her because she was always worried about everyone. He understands her well and he's doing everything to keep their family safe and intact.

"I will leave now."

"Okay,"

Keira received a message from Ian after Harvey left.

Ian: I'm sorry my beautiful niece. I will have to follow my gut and be with her.

Keira smirked. She knew well who he was referring to. Then, she raised her head to Violet as Aubrey entered the room. She then tapped the screen to reply to her.

Keira: Whatever.

"Here are the things that are needed this week," Violet said and gently put the folders over her table.

"Thank you."

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Tracey was busy decorating her room. It's been three days and she will start a new business. For four days, everything was a little peaceful. Her bodyguard checked on her many times three nights ago. She wondered what was happening but he wouldn't say a word somehow, it's also the first time for a short time that she didn't sleep with Ian. But she must move on and live her life. She has to stop being depressed. She must live for her mom.

"Uh, Boss," Leon called. He was always calling her that way since she's feeding him.

"Yes?"

"I think it's better if you move out somewhere safer. Like your mom's house?" He shrugged.

Tracey grinned playfully.

"Why? Don't you like the food here?"

"It's not that." Leon sighed. "There were snipers who were checking your area three nights ago."

Tracey stopped from organizing her make-up dresser.

"I like it here," Tracey told him.

"I understand."

The doorbell rang and he said that he's going to check on it. The door opens and closes. She didn't hear any voice and so she stood and went to the living room and found Ian with a box of dessert, flowers, and balloons with words saying sorry. She was momentarily frozen and shocked.

"Hey," Ian smiled at her but she stepped back. "I told Leon to have a break and I received consent from my boss that I can protect you."

"Ian," Tracey sighed. "You don't have to."

Ian approached her and extended it all to her. She hesitated but she reached the box and he put the flower over the box. Then, he released the balloons as they flew to the ceiling. He scooped her face and kissed her passionately. She was frozen and she couldn't push him because the cake and flowers that he brought might go to waste.

"I missed you," Ian said softly after he released her lips and he leaned his forehead to hers.

"Ian," She mumbled. "Don't do this."

"Do what?" He grinned. "Leon is gone. I want to hug you." He took the box from her and put it on the table. Tracey wanted to hug him and when he wrapped his arms around her, he pulled her up. Tracey hugged his neck and wrapped her legs around him. "I'm sorry, baby." He mumbled.

"For what?"

"You know what." Ian kissed her neck. "I'm sorry for treating you badly."

"I forgive you."

Ian inhaled her scent and slid his hand under her shirt to check if her spinal cord was visible.

"Ian!" She frowned.

"Hey, I'm just checking."

"You grow beards." She noticed and touched his jaw.

"Yeah, I did."

"It looks sexy." She giggled. Well, no one ever said that to him before. He quickly took her to the bedroom.

"It is alright to do this right?" He asked her permission and it's the first time. She nodded as the couple kissed passionately. "Are you still taking the pills?"

"Hmm," She nodded and reached the hem of his shirt and lifted it. She kissed his chest down to his abdomen.

"Wait," he reached both of her shoulders and gently pushed her down to the bed. "Are you alright? No one entered your room?"

"Uh, Leon always checked my room."

"Good," he exhaled slowly. "I will stay with you always from now on. Leon will only be with you unless I have a secret errand to do."

Tracey saw that sincerity in his eyes. This is why it's easy for her to forgive him. She might be in love with him, already. It's not hard for him to love. He's kind, caring and he jokes a lot. After this hot encounter, Tracey finally felt safe. She almost forgot about her appointments today and he's busy staring at his body… more like he's admiring it and grinning at her.

"You get fat!"

Tracey smacked his chest hard.

"Ow!" Ian acted girly and rubbed his chest. "Hey did you know that my niece beat me up with her words? Now you hit me?"

"Don't you dare say that I'm fat?"

"What I mean is, you are sexier. You are more beautiful when you are curvier." He kissed her lips.

There she goes again, falling from his trap. She wondered if he would stay long beside her even after she's safe from the threat.

"I have to go and check my shop." She sat up and pulled the sheet to her chest.

"Okay," he grabbed the sheet from her and grinned at her body. "I had seen enough,"

"Pervert." She hissed.

"Beefsteak for lunch?" He asked as he started putting his clothes on.

"I prefer chicken."

"You need more fat." He chuckled.

"Okay," She sighed. "I want medium-rare."

"Got it."

He reached for his smartphone and reserved it at one of the restaurants nearby. He waited for her as she took a shower and dressed up. It would at least take an hour before she finished her make-up. But she only put cream and lipstick on to make him wait. The couple left the unit and he used his Jeep Wrangler to the shop that she was talking about. It's only a small shop but she said that she's starting her business.

He followed her while she checked a few cameras that were installed in the shop. The workers are already installing the interiors. Everything looked luxurious and he noticed that she had an eye to things. Well, that's maybe because she was born rich. He watched as they installed a few more things and the manager that she appointed was also busy helping.

"Miss Tracey," The manager came up with a big smile. "It'll be done this afternoon."

"That's good. We can proceed with the opening next week. I'll check on our website later."

That time, Ian watched as she became very busy checking this and that. They are currently in the office on the second floor near the stockroom. This boutique looks unique as they serve free teas probably for customers. He noticed that it's European style. Well, he also noticed that his name is Italian. He checked the menus that they seemed to set up.

"Are you also planning for a bakery?" Ian suddenly asked.

"Uh, no. Those are only for the opening."

"And you have a budget for these treats?"

"Yes," Tracey said. "Last year, I invested in desserts. I had a shop just a few blocks away."

"Oh," Ian snapped his fingers. "You are smart, babe."

"Thanks," Tracey didn't expect him to say that.

"You should also eat more desserts~~"

"Stop it." Tracey glared at him as he laughed. She knew that he's thinking that it might help her get fat. But she doesn't want to get fat but maybe a little curvy.