Kaden's pov

I get into my car and grab my phone out of my suit pocket. I roll my eyes as I see Romeo calling. I told him I would be there around ten. It's barely nine-thirty now.

It's my event anyways, I'll be there whenever the fuck I want to.

I ignore his call and stare ahead into the beautiful city.

Ten minutes later, my heart stops as I see the picture of a woman Romeo sent me. A very beautiful, grown up, familiar woman with text.

Stormi Madden- cessna elementary school in Kansas. She has the freckles shaped in a C

Is this her? Is it finally her?

I press dial and he answers on the first ring.

"Boss." He said to calmly.

"I will be there in ten minutes. Meet me outside. Make sure she stays there!" I say hanging up.

I lean forward to the front seat.

"Step on it!" I yell to my driver Jullian.

He nods and presses his foot down on the gas.

The butterflies are swimming around in my stomach and my heart is beating off rhythm as we pull into the building I booked for my event. I notice Romeo and jump out of the car and rush towards him.

"Where is she?" I asked as I take two steps at a time up the stairs.

"I saw her walk into the kitchen after dinner was served. I haven't seen her since." Romeo says out of breath as he catches up to me.

I walk inside and ignore the greetings from everyone. I look over everyone and none of the waitresses are her so I walk towards the kitchen and walk inside. My eyes roam around the kitchen searching for her but end up empty.

A tall Burnett walks towards us and clears her throat, looking towards the floor.

"How may I help you Sir?" She asked nervously.

"Stormi. The waitress. Is she here?"

She shakes her head. "Her shift ended at ten. Did she do anything wrong?"

"Fuck!" I scream and knock over the pans near me.

I storm out of the kitchen and head to the table where my IT guy is at. I tap his shoulder as I walk to the entrance and step outside.

"Yes sir?" Jarred walks beside me.

"Stormi Madden. The waitress here tonight. I want all the information on her in an hour. Absolutely everything!"

He nods and walks towards his car.

I watch in the corner of my eye Romeo lighting a cigarette. I grab him by the collar of his shirt and slam him against the building.

"I told you to keep her here! Why the fuck did you let her leave?" I yell through gritted teeth.

He looks at me and holds in his breath. "Chris was watching the kitchen. I forgot to tell him to keep an eye on her. It didn't cross my mind. I am so sorry sir! We will find her."

"You fucking better. I waited long enough. It will be your ass if we don't!" I say pushing him once before before letting go.

I fix my suit and walked inside, greeting my guest. I sit in my assigned area at the front and stare at the watch on my wrist.

I watch as the small hand slowly clicks back and forth.

Five minutes before the hour is up, Jarred from IT, hands me a folder. I open the folder and scan her driver's license picture. She's wearing the necklace I got her several, dreadful years ago.

My Princessa. My beautiful Princessa.

She's been in and out of foster care since the first of April our first grade year because her parents vanished. No letter, no trace ever. The case still remains cold. She's been passed around from foster home to foster home all throughout the United States.

She graduated high school a year early and ran away from her abusive foster home at seventeen. She moved to New York to attend a community college. She graduated with a 4.0 in college for criminal justice even though she didn't pursue a job in it.

She moved to California three months ago and has been working for 'Perez Catering' and 'Walmart' ever since to pay for her one bedroom apartment and student loans. I look over her schedule for both jobs and see she will be working the grocery side of walmart at 6 in the morning until 4pm.

She doesn't have a criminal record and has never been pulled over by the police. She doesn't have a boyfriend according to her social media accounts and doesn't have any kids.

Thank God. I let out a huge sigh of relief.

"How would you want to proceed sir?" Romeo leans over and asked me.

I stare at her picture and sort out my options.

I could kidnap her and confess my love for her but that will probably scare her away.

I could stalk her but that will scare her away.

I whisper my plan to Romeo before I put her file away and try my best to concentrate on my event.

****

7am.

I'm standing outside walmart. I look over dressed in a dark burgundy suit with my silver cufflinks. I run my hands through my curly brown hair and lick my full lips.

I'm nervous. I'm so fucking nervous. I have never been nervous before.

What if she doesn't want me anymore? Can I take rejection from the woman I have loved all these years? Rejection from the woman who constantly been consuming my every thought?

The woman who is behind the reason I have built my entire empire?

I ignore the cigarette smell coming from Romeo and head inside. I hear extra sets of footsteps following me and I turn around.

"Wait outside!" I say through my teeth.

I watch as they nod and I turn around. I grab a grocery cart and start walking through the isles. I've never been in an actual grocery store before. I've always had people shop for me. This is weird. I scan the isle and find some interesting things.

By the time I reach isle seven, I have half a cart full of things that caught my wondering eyes.

I turn to isle eight and my eyes land on my beautiful queen.

She looks tired. Her hair is pulled back into a pony tail. She's wearing tight jeans showing off her perfect ass. She is wearing a black shirt with a blue vest. She turns towards me but is looking towards the item in her hand before she looks at the shelves and puts the item on it before heading back to her cart full of things.

Be cool. Be calm. Be confident.

I walk towards her and take a big whiff of her vanilla perfume. I feel the goosebumps growing on my skin as I am inches away from the woman who captivated my heart several years ago.

The woman who broke my heart many years ago, the woman who I cried for for many years.

The only woman I will ever love.

My perfect mona lisa.

I clear my throat and smile. "Princessa?"