Her pov:"What are you talking about, El?? Russian Mafia??" She just nods with a frustrated expression on her face. " But he has to be Russian for that, right? He doesn't have any accent when he speaks English.. You are not mistaking are you?" I ask her, hoping that she's wrong. " He's Russian Lia. He doesn't have any accent cause his mother was from the US, and his dad was Russian. " Ella says. "Wait, how do you know so much about him?" I asked. " I work in the club, right? I heard all these in there. Though they all could be rumours, he's dangerous for you, Lia. Also, he's a playboy. I heard that he slept with a lot of women, but he never got into a relationship. " Ella puts a hand on my shoulder. " I am concerned for you, lia. Don't get yourself in any trouble, okay?" I just nodded, holding her hand, assuring her that I won't get myself into trouble. Later, we had our dinner together, and I checked her fever again. Well, it seems like she's getting better. And we both go to o
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