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Chapter Twenty Seven
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Chizzy Alison strucked a part of Nicholas past. Who do you think Amelia is
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The Mafia Assassin Chapter Twenty Eight
The room was suffocatingly quiet. With her arms hugging her body, Alison sat on the side of the bed gazing at the shut door. Her experience with Nicholas had left her shaken. She couldn't get the memory of his rage out of her head. She let out a sharp exhale and ran her fingers through her hair. Today she had learned something insignificant. How long did Nicholas think he could hide it from her and at what expense? She was unaware of how much Nicholas was concealing, and now she found herself lost in her thoughts and her questions. She looked out the window. Danger was lurking nearby. The man from earlier. He frightened her which was quite funny . Oddly she felt very comfortable with him that only scared her more. Could he be the Adrian she thought fearfully. She quickly dismissed the thought. There's no way he would come himself. The fact she looked like Nicholas' possibly late lover shocked her the most. She wondered how he felt staring at her face fully knowing she reminded h
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The silence in the room was almost suffocating.Alison's fingers tapped against the windows as she gazed outside the window. The place was secluded, surrounded by thick forests and an iron gate that would be impossible to cross without being noticed.Trapped.That was exactly how she felt.Her thoughts circled back to the night before. Nicholas’ anger had been more than just rage—it was fear. He wasn’t just mad that she had seen those pictures.And that meant there was more to this story than just Amelia.Alison’s gaze flicked toward the door again. He hadn’t returned since locking her in. A part of her expected him to—if only to continue their argument—but the house had been eerily silent since.The place was so quiet that it felt suffocating. Alison stared out at the wide open space while her fingers tapped on the window. Completely stuck in a place she didn't know.Stuck. She has grown used to the feeling by now.She thought about the previous evening.Nicholas had been terrified,
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The knock sounded again. Alison’s heart was pounding as she walked up to open the door. She didn't know what to expect from him. She braced herself for whatever she was going to face. Nothing happened. Nicholas stood there, his expression unreadable as usual. She couldn't tell what she was thinking as she looked up at him. She wondered whether he was still angry or at least explained what she saw. For a moment, she thought he might explain or at least say something relating to the incident. She didn't expect what happened next. “We continue our training early,,” He said, his voice low. Alison blinked, unsure if she heard correctly. “ Training” “Yeah, we need to continue with our training; I won't always be here with you,,” he said, his gaze intense. “ Be ready by dawn” Before she could respond, he turned and walked away. And that was it. No confrontation or explanation. No mention of Amelia or what happened. Just like that, as if nothing ever transpired. It seemed like it was
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The days went on like that.The training became part of their routine— early morning before the sun rose. Alison felt her body ache. Nicholas pushed her and trained her intensely. He was always calm though. She could tell she had improved in her fighting. He was always guiding her every movementThings were different.He was different.His coldness was still there, but she felt like he had softened a bit. Even though it was just the slightest.He was trying her insane.She couldn't figure him out and that made her a bit annoyed. She was quite good at figuring people out. And Nicholas was a complicated case.He acted as if nothing had happened, as if she hadn't seen the pictures, read the journal, or known who Amelia was, and made him react that way. Alison had chosen to forget about it even if it hurt her sometimes.In the moments when he thought she wasn't looking, Alison could feel his eyes on her face as he watched her.The constant reminder.She looked like her.And no matter how
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Alison couldn't sleep. She thought of everything that happened. The intense fight. The scar. Nicholas scar. The image still burned in her mind. She wanted to find out how he got the scar but she knew if she tried, it probably won't end well.She remembered his reaction when she saw it. She had imagine the conversation in her head and it was messy.Nicholas.She always learns a new thing about him every day yet knows nothing about him.She tried shaking it off, she needed to sleep. The scar was none of her business. All this was none of her business. Her only priority is to survive and stay alive no matter what. Nothing less. Nothing more.Alison managed to drift to sleep.The next day the training was a bit harder than the normal ones. It's almost like he was punishing her or more like himself. Of course Alison didn't ask him about anything and Nicholas wasn't going to say anything as usual. Alison noticed his change of clothing. He was wearing a long-sleeved grey top that hugged his
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Nicholas's eyes fluttered open. He felt so much at ease. He hasn't slept well for some time. The faint light of the morning sun crept into the rooms through the curtains.He was still a little sleepy but he suddenly became aware of the warmth pressed against him.Alison.His arm was wrapped around her, holding her close as though she belonged there.For a brief second, he didn’t move. He just stared at her.He tried recollecting anything that happened last night but he couldn't.Her face was a few inches away from his. She looked so peaceful he didn't want to wake her up. As she slept, her lips were slightly parted, and each breath caused her chest to rise and fall. Her hair fell in strands across her face, and Nicholas thoughtlessly swept them away with his fingers. His touch was light—careful—as if afraid he might wake her.And in that moment, he felt it again.That ache. That familiar torment.She looked like her.But she wasn’t.He knew it, yet his heart still twisted painfully in
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Alison carried on like nothing happened.It was an accident. Nicholas was half asleep. He probably didn't remember anything. She had been stupid to let her guard down. Only one thing mattered —Survival.No matter how she tried to forget, she could still feel his warmth, his arms around it. She could still remember how his face looked so peaceful, so vulnerable. It was so unsettling to her. She shouldn't be thinking like that. She mustn't. When she entered the living room, Nicholas was already there sipping his coffee. He was back to his usual self—cold and distant. It was nothing like the pain in his eyes she saw last night. She was right, he probably didn't remember anything.“Training starts in ten,” he said, his voice sharp, sparing her a quick glance..Alison nodded quickly. “Got it.”Neither of them said anything. But the silence between them felt different. Not cruel. There was this tension in the air that Alison felt, she wasn't if he felt it too.The training was tense that d
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Alison sat down peacefully on the couch as Nicholas tended to her injury. He cleansed her ankle's wound with delicate, cautious hands.There was something softer in his countenance, despite the fact that his brows were wrinkled in concentration. It was something something she hadn’t seen before.She tried not to feel anything.But she did.The warmth of his touch. The faint smell of his cologne. The way his eyes flickered to hers every now and then, as if checking to see if she was okay.“You need to be more careful,” he muttered, his voice low. “Things could have gone worse.”“I can handle it,” she replied, though her voice was losing its usual sharpness. “It’s only a scratch.”“ Just a scratch, huh” he mocked, pretty sure he saw her limping.Nicholas looked up; their eyes briefly met for a moment, but it was enough for Alison's heart to be at faster. Neither of them spoke but everything unsaid seemed to hang in the air between them.But then, as always, Nicholas was the first to bre
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The night passed with Alison experiencing no sleep. Frustration wove through her thoughts as she lay in bed staring at the ceiling. The way Nicholas was acting was still on her mind. It made her uneasy. He had pulled back once again just when she thought she was drawing nearer to him. The silence in the house felt eerie. It was as if the world beyond her bedroom had vanished. Something was definitely wrong. She suddenly sat up from the bed and ran a hand through her hair. The tension in the house was already suffocating, how could she lie here and act as if nothing was happening? She had already made her choice before she had had time to think it through. If Nicholas doesn't tell her anything, she is going to find out for herself. She got up quietly and padded across the room toward the door, swinging her legs over the bed. She slowly opened it and looked into the dark corridor. She felt a slight excitement. She shouldn't have been out here.Her bare feet hardly made a sound on the c
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Alison could tell something was clearly wrong. She sensed a shift with how Nicholas was behaving but she couldn't place a finger on what it was.Nicholas definitely wasn't acting like himself, not that she knew well enough to actually know he's like. But she knew something happened to him. He's like he was waiting for someone to burst right through the door. He was colder than ever all of a sudden. Things were just going well between them. She wondered where the change came from.He was paranoid,he didn't let her go outside. She now had her training at the basement and she did them alone. He was more distant. She was sure something happened and it terrified her for some reason. She knew Nicholas wouldn't tell her anything. When has he ever told her anything?He was constantly working in his office and making a bunch of calls. She didn't know the kind of work but she imagined something dreadful. She noticed he was busier than before. She rarely sees him, mostly when she eats breakfast.
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The light turned on in the warehouse as soon as Adrian entered, the sound of his footsteps echoing in the room with every steps he took. His men were ready, their weapons positioned to shoot if needed. The message he received was simple: We need to talk.Adrian wasn't the type to be summoned, he summons people, no one dare summons him maybe that was why he found the message intriguing. This was no ordinary informant. This person knew Nicholas and they knew him well.A figure stepped into the light emerging from the shadows. The man had a relaxed posture and was fully clothed in dark clothings. Adrian's eyes narrowed. He had anticipated a low-level mole, an unnamed traitor. Not the person he was seeing.The man before him was thought to be dead. Luke. It took a while before Adrian spoke, studying him for signs of deceit. Adrian folded his arms with ease and remarked, "So," he paused "You're the one feeding me information from.”Luke smirked. “Took you long enough to figure it out.”Adri
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Nicholas didn't sleep at all. He couldn't allow himself to sleep. He guarded the window, his eyes glued outside in search of any movement or hidden shadows. The symbol craved in Alison's window was plainly on his mind. He knew they were watching, they were waiting and Nicholas was ready for them whenever they were ready to strike.The hours dragged on yet nothing happened. No movement or attack at all. Just pure silence. This was the hardest part. The certainty that something was meant to happen but nothing was happening at all.By morning, the house remained untouched. Nicholas understood assuming they were out of danger would be a big mistake. The moment he was about to sleep, his phone let out a buzz. It was the same number.Unknown Number: You didn’t sleep, did you? His fingers tightened around the phone. Whoever was behind this wanted to mess with him. They wanted to make him doubt his own security.Unknown Number: Nicholas, you're slipping. You can't keep her safe forever.He a
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Nicholas's grip tightened around his phone as he reread the messages. “You don't know how close we are.”He stared into his phone as the word reverberated in his ears. The statement was straightforward, but it was as if a knife had been driven into his heart.As he inhaled, his jaw tightened as he felt repressed wrath wanting to surface. This person wasn't merely making fun of him. It served as a warning. It was more like a statement. They were aware of her she was here. Could it be Adrian? Adrian don't bother using a burner phone. He texts him directly.Nicholas was aware he had so many people. He had killed a lot of people and he wouldn't be surprised if their loved ones goes out seeking revenge. He doesn't have time to think whether it was Adrian or not. Whoever it was. They are probably on their way by now Nicholas's first impulse was to summon his men and order everyone in the vicinity to return right away.However, he stopped himself. No. Adrian could not afford to alert his sold
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Although the night was silent, his thoughts were not. Nicholas stood by the window. He had a glass of whiskey in his hand, even though he barely took a sip out of it. Though his mind was centered on the darkness outside, his thoughts were else that was not here. They accompanied her. Alison.He sighed deeply, feeling that familiar weight in his chest—the one he had grown used to in the past days. This wasn’t meant to happen. She wasn't meant to be anything. Just a tool to be used. A reminder of Amelia, yes, but nothing more. But every day that passed, she became less of that reminder and more of… herself. He was frightened by that.She spoke to him as though he were a human who hadn't committed grievous sins, as though he was someone worth worrying about, and then she said, "I just don't want you to get hurt."Nicholas felt the burn through his throat as he gulped down the whiskey, calling his attention back to the present. He needed to wake up, remember who he was, what he had lost,
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The times passed slowly and Alison busied herself sketching and painting. She took a moment to realize she was drawing him. Him. He has been in her mind these days. Like a force that refuses to leave. She wanted to rip it off.The painting was magnificent. His eyes. His gray eyes looked so enchanting. His sharp jaw. His eyes in the painting held a soothing softness. One she hasn't seen in his eyes.She hated it. She hated the fact she wanted to see this on his face when he looked at her. She hated the fact he was invading her thoughts. She hated the fact that she let her guard down even if it was only a little.This was dangerous and she knew it.By afternoon, Alison heard footsteps at the door. She was certain Nicholas had returned.She felt her heart skip a beat but it was not out of fear.She quickly hid her sketchbook, the last thing she wanted was for Nicholas to see the drawing and think she was obsessed with him or anything. She started to read an old book she found on a dusty
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Alison sat down peacefully on the couch as Nicholas tended to her injury. He cleansed her ankle's wound with delicate, cautious hands.There was something softer in his countenance, despite the fact that his brows were wrinkled in concentration. It was something something she hadn’t seen before.She tried not to feel anything.But she did.The warmth of his touch. The faint smell of his cologne. The way his eyes flickered to hers every now and then, as if checking to see if she was okay.“You need to be more careful,” he muttered, his voice low. “Things could have gone worse.”“I can handle it,” she replied, though her voice was losing its usual sharpness. “It’s only a scratch.”“ Just a scratch, huh” he mocked, pretty sure he saw her limping.Nicholas looked up; their eyes briefly met for a moment, but it was enough for Alison's heart to be at faster. Neither of them spoke but everything unsaid seemed to hang in the air between them.But then, as always, Nicholas was the first to bre
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Alison carried on like nothing happened.It was an accident. Nicholas was half asleep. He probably didn't remember anything. She had been stupid to let her guard down. Only one thing mattered —Survival.No matter how she tried to forget, she could still feel his warmth, his arms around it. She could still remember how his face looked so peaceful, so vulnerable. It was so unsettling to her. She shouldn't be thinking like that. She mustn't. When she entered the living room, Nicholas was already there sipping his coffee. He was back to his usual self—cold and distant. It was nothing like the pain in his eyes she saw last night. She was right, he probably didn't remember anything.“Training starts in ten,” he said, his voice sharp, sparing her a quick glance..Alison nodded quickly. “Got it.”Neither of them said anything. But the silence between them felt different. Not cruel. There was this tension in the air that Alison felt, she wasn't if he felt it too.The training was tense that d
