Since I Found You
3 Bullets

Altea still raised his gaze to Ludwig. He doesn't know the guy. Altea also did not know what the role of the handsome man there was. However, after seeing the respectful attitude of Dietmar and his other men, Altea was sure that the brown-haired handsome man was definitely not an indiscriminate person.

Using sign language alone, four men immediately stood near Alter. Two are on the left and right side, while two are on the back. They escort Altea who is forced forward, following Ludwig's steady steps towards exiting the casino.

On arrival near the black jeep, one of the bodyguards opened the door for Altea. Again, the young woman was forced into it. For this time, Altea did not fight much. He still felt strange and astonished. The owner of the brown eyes seemed to think.

When Ludwig's black jeep was driving, Altea, who had not distracted him from the handsome man, ventured to open his voice. “What have we ever met?” tanyakanya.

Ludwig who was focusing on driving, turned his head for a moment. However, he did not answer Altea's question.

“I'm like I've seen you before,” said Altea again half muttered. He turned his eyes forward. Altea exhaled a long breath. “I will be taken to where?” asked the young woman a moment later.

“Wherever I take you, you can't protest. Your father owed me a lot in my casino. Besides, there were two men who messed up there for looking for you. There's been too much loss I've gotten, Miss.”

"It's not my fault" Altea said lightly, "the one who gambles is my father. The one who messes up in your casino is ...." Altea did not continue his words. The memory of the twenty-three-year-old woman suddenly turned to Vlad and Mykola. However, is it possible if those who come look for him?

Altea directed a glance out the window. The traffic of Hamburg on that night was not as crowded as usual. "Master ...," said Altea lirih. If Vlad is really looking for him to get there, then should he feel happy? Altea smiled slightly. At least, she knew that the man was paying attention to her.

The speed of vehicles driven by Ludwig is getting faster through the night. I don't know how long they've been driving, because Altea even had a good night's sleep. He had just woken up when the jeep stopped in front of an ancient European-style building.

"Down" asked Ludwig firmly. He took off his seatbelt and got out of the car.

Altea, who had just woken her eyes. He gathered all his consciousness, before taking off his seatbelt. Herbert's youngest daughter followed Ludwig who walked up several steps, until he arrived at the door.

Ludwig pressed the bell. He waited for a while, until someone opened the door. It looked like a middle-aged woman, with a satin kimono and slightly disheveled curls. "God, Master. Why did you come without telling first?" tanyanya put on a surprised look.

The woman immediately invited Ludwig in. However, he was stunned as he looked at Altea, who had emerged from behind the strapping body of the man who had stepped inside.

“Who is this young lady, Mister?” his question turned his attention to Ludwig.

Ludwig was already sitting full of authority on the living room sofa. He did not answer directly. The man waited until Altea entered and stood not far from where he was. “Tell me your name,” tell him.

“Altea Miller,” replied the brunette young lady. After that, Altea circulated his gaze around the living room where he was now.

Ludwig turned his gaze to the woman in the sleeping kimono, who was standing near Altea. “I want you to teach him manners and manners. That will add value to the sale of this woman for the customers of the upper class,” said Ludwig while standing. He walked closer to Altea. “I hope you don't make noise here, because Mrs Carleigh doesn't like noise. Isn't that right, Delma?” Ludwig turned his head to the middle-aged woman next to Altea.

“Yes, of course. I love beauty. Especially for a beautiful woman like you, Miss Miller.” The woman named Delma was smiling elegantly to Altea. “You need not worry, Mr. Stegen. This young woman will be ready within one week,” he said confidently.

“What the fuck are you guys doing? You guys think I'm ..” Altea stopped her speech, after seeing Ludwig's sharp gaze. “Kill me! My mother didn't give birth to her child to be a procurator!” Altea snorted annoyedly.

“Maybe not your mother, but another case with your father,” reply Ludwig coldly.

“I wouldn't admit him as a father!” Altea said loudly to Ludwig. “I'd rather go back to living on the streets, than have to sleep with a lot of men that I don't like and don't suit my taste!” the woman again turned her face away.

“Gosh. How arrogant of you, Miss Miller.” Ludwig smiled cynically. “You can say whatever you want. However, one thing is certain is that you are now within my grasp. That is, if you want then I can finish your life right now.”

“Then, let's do it,” challenge Altea while lifting her chin.

Getting such a challenge from a woman, did not make Ludwig feel daunted. He's not even disturbed at all. The handsome gray-eyed man only revealed a knotty smile. He did not consider Altea's remarks to be a meaningful threat.

“I will definitely finish you off someday, should you make a truly fatal mistake. For now, I'll keep my gun and leave three bullets for you.” Ludwig said calmly. His facial expression was not excessive, even though he was threatening Altea.

“After I finish off your whole family,” reply Ludwig who then switched to Delma. “Do your duty well, Delma,” the message. He did not glance at Altea anymore. The brown-haired handsome man immediately walked towards the exit. Ludwig left there without saying goodbye at all.

“Gosh. Arrogant and completely arrogant,” sneer Altea was annoyed.

Delma smiled watching Altea's attitude. He touched the young woman's shoulder. Made Altea surprised and immediately turned his head. “I suggest you not challenge Mr. Ludwig. He may look calm, but the man is very dangerous,” he said with a style of speech and intonation that is very opposite to the attitude of Altea.

Altea did not respond. He looked around the living room again. “What is this place?” tanyakanya.

“I'll explain tomorrow. It's too late now. You better get some rest. I was also very tired and sleepy. Let me take you to your room,” take Delma. He walked first. Altea followed him.

Herbert just returned home. He was so shocked when he found a well-built man, who was already waiting at the door. Herbert intended to escape. However, when he turned around, another man first confronted him

“Where are you going, old man?” the grin of a man who was none other than Mykola. Meanwhile, the man at the door was of course Vlad Ignashevich.

Vlad stood up while leaning his arm against the wall. He rubbed and flipped his dagger at the left palm. Just like that, it had made Herbert appear extremely frightened. Moreover, when he remembered what Vlad was doing when he was going to pick Altea up a few days ago.

“What do you want?” asked Herbert as he moved back because Mykola was herding him, revealing a hand knuckle that had been mounted and ready to be struck at the opponent. Meanwhile, behind Vlad was engrossed in playing a dagger that looked very sharp.

“Open the door. You are not very polite because you did not invite guests into the house,” Mykola said while smiling calmly.

“No. I won't ...” Herbert who initially refused, immediately agreed when he saw Mykola was ready with a fist that had been equipped with an iron hammer in his hand. “Alright,” said the middle-aged man turning around. He opened the door and the door to his house.

Vlad and Mykola followed Altea's father in. When he was in the living room, Vlad was stunned. His pair of blue eyes were fixed on the family portrait, where there was Herbert standing holding a brown-haired little girl. From the smile of the little girl, Vlad was very sure that it was the figure of Altea a few dozen years ago. Vlad walked over, then stood up and looked at the photo.

“That's my late wife Anselma, with Agatha. My eldest daughter,” Herbert said without question.

“Who are you carrying this?” vlad asked as if insinuating Herbert who immediately fell silent. The middle-aged man looked down.

Herbert said nothing. Suddenly his body collapsed and sat on the floor. “I am indeed a savage father,” Herbert said moments later.

“Where did they bring your daughter?” asked Vlad with emphasis. He felt no pity at all, when he saw Herbert who was crying out for regretting everything he had done to Altea.

“Casino Goldgeld,” Herbert replied in between his stuffing.

“He's not there, old man,” Vlad said still with the same tone. Vlad stepped before Herbert. He stood strong, like a master who would punish a slave. “We've searched even rummaged through the place. However, your daughter is not there,” Vlad explained.

“Gosh.” Herbert's cry became. The middle-aged man covered his face using both palms. “Altea, forgive me.”

“What do you mean?” ask Vlad doesn't understand.

“They will kill my daughter and sell her internal organs,” Herbert explained. Making Vlad and Mykola look at each other for a moment.

“Wouldn't Miss Miller be sent to the virgin auction place?” ask Mykola wonder.

Herbert raised his face, then turned to look at the man. “It was so. They would sell Altea at a virgin auction, in order to obtain a high price. However, the plan was cancelled. After checking, it turns out my daughter is no longer a virgin,” said Herbert.

Immediately, Mykola looked towards her master. Meanwhile, Vlad immediately looked away, in order to avoid the strange gaze of the aide of trust.