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Chapter 11: "You Are Testing Me"
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Nicholas’s Point Of ViewThe soft click of the front door echoed in the vast expanse of the lobby as I stepped inside. A low murmur from the guards stationed at the door caught my attention.“Sir,” one of them began, his tone professional yet laced with apprehension. “Mrs. De Luca attempted to leave earlier. We stopped her as per your instructions.”I nodded once, dismissing them with a wave of my hand. “Good. Keep up the vigilance.”Steeling myself, I walked into the house, exhaustion clinging to me like a second skin. The weight of today’s business dealings bore heavily on my shoulders, but I had no time to dwell on it. As I crossed the living room a storm was brewing.She was waiting for me.Elena stood in the middle of the foyer, arms crossed tightly over her chest, her petite frame radiating fury. Her foot tapped an impatient rhythm against the marble floor, the sharp clicks echoing through the silent space. She was a sight to behold, with fire dancing in her eyes and defiance et
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The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 11: "You Are Testing Me"
Nicholas's Point of ViewThe morning lights filtered through my window penetrating my eyes. As I dress up for work I couldn't help but remember the incident from the other day, the look in her eyes was amusing, she was quite different from any other girl I'd ever come across. Putting myself together and picking up my briefcase, I shuffled downstairs quietly taking one step at a time, the anticipation of seeing Elena fluttered my heart but I put myself in check before walking into the dinning. The silence of the dining room was deafening, except for the soft clinking of silverware as the maids set the table. I sat at the head, staring at my untouched plate of food, an unshakable irritation brewing within me. My coffee had grown lukewarm, much like my patience. "Where is Elena?" I finally asked, my voice calm yet laced with steel.The maid closest to me froze, her hands trembling as she placed a fresh cup of coffee by my side. “S-sir, Mrs. De Luca hasn’t come down yet,” she stammered.
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