The Devil's Love For The Heiress

Chapter 13

Chapter 13: Crazy For This Girl

Kate‘s eyes fluttered open. She winced, realizing her phone was vibrating. Still half asleep, she checked the time. When Kate realized it was still four in the morning, she groaned, complai ning, “Who calls at this time?”

She was about to cancel the call, when something in her, call it an unknown force, urged her to answer her phone. When she slid the home screen open, she mumbled, “Do you know what time is it?”

“It‘s nearly noon here in Paris.” Hearing that voice, she longed for; Kate was wide awake in a flash.

Her voice broke in and out as she called his name, “C–Carlos?”

“It‘s the first day of the tournament today. I‘m sorry I woke you up. I was just… wondering if maybe… you‘ll wish me luck?” Carlos said on the other line.

Kate‘s heart was already racing, thrilled at the unexpected call. She replied, “Of course, good luck with your game. I know you‘ll do great. As usual.”

There was a second of silence, but soon Kate heard Carlos say, “I miss you, Kate.”

‘Oh, my god!‘ In her head, Kate was screaming at his words. Her face turned bright red, and she was grinning like a fool. She bit her lip before timidly answering, “Carlos, I – I miss you

too.”

“Carlos?” Kate frowned, and once again, she checked on his response. “Carlos?” When she looked at her phone, it displeased her to see that her battery had died! “Oh, my god! Like, why do you d ie at the perfect moment? Arrgghh!”

Kate frantically fetched her bag and found the charger. After plugging her device, she waited nearly a minute. When her phone switched on, she attempted to call Carlos back. However, even as she undertook to dial the unknown number, her phone died again. “Agrrhh! I hate this! Why is this happening to me now?”

Of course, she knew the answer to that. She was up, researching about Savanna Knight with the use o f her mobile instead of sleeping. In the end, she waited for at least five minutes before she turned her phone back on. As soon as she entered her passcode, she called back the unknown number. Sadly, it seemed like Carlos

mobile was already switched off.

She groaned in annoyance, cussing while she was at it. Very quickly, she sent him a text, and it read:

(Carlos, I’m sorry. My battery died. I was on the internet till one in the morning and fell asleep without charging my phone. I miss you too.)

“Please, answer. Please, answer.” Kate anticipated, but an hour passed, and there was still no answer. Nor did Carlos call back

***

Earlier in Paris.

Carlos and Alexander were preparing to leave for the start of the French Open tournaments. He peeked

outside his room, and seeing that the detectives were not in his suite, Carlos went to his in– room safe and opened it. Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

He had a backup phone, only for his personal use. The police had already warned him of how his know n device may be tapped. That was why he avoided making phone calls. Should he do so, he was to us e a secured device.

It was the same with his assistant and Alexander. Each of them had a private phone that no one knew about. Carlos and his party evaded calling out at all costs despite having a secret phone. There was always that slim chance the enemy could infiltrate a new device.

After turning it on, he typed the number he memorized by heart. It rang up to five times. Carlos was about to give up on the call, but to his luck, Kate answered, complaining ab out how early he called

Hearing Kate‘s voice gave him a sense of happiness. He knew, this way, he could still survive the remaining three weeks of being away from her. After receiving Kate‘s wishes for his games, Carlos unwittingly said, “I miss you, Kate.” ‘ What the hell? Why did I say that suddenly?‘ It was the longing of his heart. While he tried to hold back and keep it all in until he returned to Braeton, his mouth betrayed that quickly.

“1–.” Carlos frowned. He seemed to have lost Kate. He tried calling her back repeatedly, but her phone was switched off. He ran his hand down his face, thinking, “Fuck, I hope I did not upset her.”

“She did not seem upset. Was she?” He tried calling again and sending her a message, but when he did not receive a reply, Carlos just turned the phone back off and shoved the device back in the mini vault.

During Carlos‘ match that afternoon, he was so edgy. It was just the first round, and he missed two serves. Usually, his first match would last five to ten minutes, tops. His o

pponents often would miss his serve, landing him an easy win. However, that day, Carlos was distracted, thinking about the call with Kate.

Alexander, who cheered him on, yelled at him, “Get it together, Ronaldo! This isn‘t like you at

all!”

Carlos still won, but he was grumpy all the way. He refused to join the mini celebration with other male tennis players for getting through the first round. Carlos and Alexander went straight to their accommodation in Paris.

While the two tennis players were on the lift, going up to their hotel room, Alexander whispered to Carlos, “What is wrong with you today? Your mind is somewhere else?”

Sucking in a deep breath, Carlos answered, all while keeping his voice down, “I called Kate earlier today. The call got disconnected. I called her back, but her phone was or if.” He leaned back, suggesting, all while maintaining to whisper, “Maybe I‘m coming on too fast. Wha just the two of them, Carlos and Alexander were still cautious of their surroundings. Alexander softly sug Coming on too fast? You have liked this girl since you were in high school. I doubt you are coming on too fast…

there is an excellent explanation. Just you wait and see.”

When Carlos returned to his room, the first thing he did was to check on his secret phone. He impatientl waited, his eyes seemingly burning a hole through the device.

Eventually, with the phone already on, messages came through. He quickly read all three messages. All of them came from Kate.

(Carlos, I‘m sorry. My battery died. I was on the internet till one in the morning and fell asleep without charging my phone. I miss you too.)

After charging my phone, I tried to call you back, but I could not reach you.) (Good luck with your game. I‘m rooting for you always. Whe

Relief overwhelmed Carlos. He was smiling like crazy, ready to reply back, when he heard voices outside his door. He immediately recognized the police officers‘ tones. Carlos was left with no choice. He quickly rep

He turned off the other mobile and returned it to the safe deposit box. Outside his room, Carlos received instruction fro proceed to the fourth room, and he nodded. This happened, all while secretly hiding the excitement that warmed his chest.

Before heading to the fourth room, Carlos pulled his friend aside and whispered to Alexander, “Hey, wan a drink at the bar tonight? My treat.” Carlos‘ smile was recognizable that Alexander curiously asked, “Now, what‘s up with you? You were so uneasy earlier, and now you are smiling like a fool?” Checking the surroundings, Carlos scanned their living room suite. After seeing no one, he leaned closer to Alexander and revealed, “Kate texted me. She said she misses me too.” Shaking his head, Alexander declared, “See w in a whisper, “Yeah, I am. Crazy for this girl.” Under his breath, he muttered, “Three weeks more to go.”