Speak To Me

(Unknown Pov)

I let my eyes trail over the article for the tenth time that evening..the image of that little girl burning into my mind as I knew without a doubt that it was her. They were uncanny..I guess she ended up in New York.

Suicide though? That stung..but it's not surprising that she left her child like that..after all, she left me too. I was just an infant..so my memories are only stories my father would share with me and the pictures he kept hanging on the walls. He acted like she was the love of her life..that she abandoned us and had to come back one day..but from what others have told me..it wasn't like that at all..

I began to hear the truth..

My father met her at one of his friend's parties. She was working as a waitress and he wanted her the moment he met her.

Then things got ugly..Dad used to beat the shit out of her..not letting her leave the house and keeping her locked up like a prisoner..

So she ran..but I was her flesh and blood..a mere child who craved the love of his mother..she left me with that monster and never looked back.

Dad searched everywhere for her for the past 25 years..but I guess he didn't search hard enough..even after getting remarried, I knew he was still looking for her up to the day he died one year ago.

I typed in the girl's name, my eyes scanning the screen as I saw pictures of her wide smile, bright blue eyes, and black hair that matched my own..

I bet she doesn't even know I exist..did Mom ever talk about me to anyone? Did she tell Gabriella that she had a brother out there somewhere?

From what the article says, Gabriella was the product of an affair, hidden away for years and never spoken about..and then this newest article..the one about the abuse she endured from her stepmother..that one really pissed me off beyond belief.

That's when I knew I had to save her. Luckily after Dad died, I was left in charge of the family business..so it won't be an issue to hire the right people to get the job done...money is of no concern here.

The only problem I could see getting in the way was this so-called husband of hers.. Jamie Sinclair isn't some average Joe either..he is one of the wealthiest men in the country. His father is known to be ruthless and cutthroat, a lot like my own, so I have to do this carefully. If he is taking advantage of her, this could end badly for a lot of people.

"Jeff, get me Watson on the line." I stated, my fingers drumming on the oak desk as my eyes stayed glued to that picture.

"Yes sir, I will connect him now."

"Mr. Easton, how may I be of service?" Watson responded as I leaned back into my chair casually.

"I want eyes on Gabriella at all times..any information you can get, I want..her daily routines, close friends..things like that." I informed him and he quickly agreed before hanging up.

That's when a deep chuckle drifted into the room.

"So, what are you going to do? Kidnap the girl and force her to join this fucked up family?" My half-brother Grayson asked with an amused look filling his face.

"From the articles I read, I will be doing her a favor." I added before standing and clenching my jaw.

After my mother ran away, my dad remarried two years later and that's where Grayson comes in..there is also Hunter and Bently who are twins. They just turned twenty..

But I always felt like something was missing..we all got along well enough, obviously bonding from the trauma our father gave us..but it just never felt whole. Then I saw that article..the one with the little girl who looked so much like those pictures I saw of my my mother..she looked so much like me..

Grayson, Hunter, and Bently all had light brown hair with light tan skin..whereas I had black hair and fair skin like my mother.

"You are becoming just as obsessed as he was Grant." My brother stated more softly now as I felt anger boiling just beneath the surface. No way in hell am I anything like dad..he was fucking manic about finding Amber. I just want to help Gabriella..

"Doesn't she deserve to know the truth? That she has a brother..no..another family that will actually care for her?" I hissed, making Grayson slip his hands into his pockets before striding over to my desk.

I watched as his eyes locked onto those pictures of my sister as he stared at her for a few moments.

"Would it be weird if I said she was hot?" He asked, making me frown as I marched to my desk before slamming the laptop closed.

"Yes..don't you even fucking dare." I practically growled as Grayson lifted his hands up in surrender before backing away. That cocky grin pulled at his lips as he began walking towards the door.

"Well, when you decide to go get her..I guess I can go with." He shrugged, and I knew without a doubt there was no way in hell I was letting him go with now...fucking creep.

I closed my office door before slinking into my chair and letting out an exasperated sigh.

"I promise I will get you out of that place...I won't let what happened to Mom happen to you.." I whispered and slowly opened the laptop back up as I looked at my sister once again. "Then..then we will make them all pay..starting with that horrible stepmother of yours."

In fact, I don't even know why I'm waiting..

I lifted my phone and pressed the call button before balling my hand into a fist then proceeded to open and close it slowly..trying to keep my cool..

"Sir?" Watson answered on the first ring.

"Go through with the first part of the plan..there is no use in waiting." I ordered firmly.

"Yes sir."

Then I hung up and leaned back into my chair once more..feeling that sinister smile pull across my face as I couldn't help but chuckle.

They have no fucking clue who they were messing with..but those piece of trash whores are about to find out..then we move on to the next one..Gabriella's so-called father..