Mafia's Property [Editing]

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AZALEA'S POV:

Oh no!!

"Sergei!!!!! " I screamed as he was laying disoriented on the floor.

Flora stopped and stood up hurriedly, her eyes widened and she stepped back.

"Oh my god!! Boss! " She exclaimed as we helped him in standing up from the floor.

"Ahh... " He trembled while standing. Flora did a great job here though.

"I'm so sorry boss. I didn't have any clue it was you." Flora said as he straightened his coat and rubbed his neck.

"Oh no no.... Don't apologize. I'm glad you took Azalea's security sincerely." He said, plastering a smile on his well beaten face.

"Sergei, what are you doing here?" I asked him. Why in the hell would he sneak inside his own house? If he would have told us about it, this could have been prevented. I helped him inside the living room and he sat on the couch.

"I came here to check if everything was fine." He said. "It's been a month almost"

I jumped up,
"Where is Igor? Where is he? Did he come with you? Is he here? " I began.

"Calm down, calm down, Azalea. Uhh.. Igor, actually, he, uhh... He's not here." He said as I could see he was hiding something from me. That it.

"WILL ANYONE TELL ME ANYTHING." I began screaming, frustrated from these irrelevant answers.

If they continue giving me another preaching session, I'll loose my mind.
I trembled because of sudden action and flora held me and made me sit down.

"Azalea, he'll be fine. " He said as I cut him off.

"What do you mean by he'll be? WHERE IS HE? " I yelled, still scared of the next word that will come out of his mouth.

"He... Just.. He was-" Sergei shuttered.

"Will you stop scaring my girl."

My heart skipped a beat. A long awaited, deep voice came from the corner of the room. My senses were soothing and tensing up all at once. My heartbeat was at rhythm of the echo of each and every word that resonated.

I just stood stuck like I hanged. So many emotions at once, I can't decide how to act first.
Slowly, I tuned towards the center of my world. Looking up, I saw him. It was him.

Is this another dream? Even if it is, he looks so real, like he's right in front of me,casually leaning against the wall, smirking, his hands in the pockets of his black trouser.

I couldn't believe my eyes. Everything else felt like invisible to me, just him, it was all I could see. Tears were sliding down my cheek and I was sinking deep in ocean of my emotions.

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I can't wait anymore, I ran towards him as he came forward and held me up in his arms in a lift. Our grip on each other was so tight, I could live like that forever, in his arms, in his warmth. I patted on his back and shoulders, feeling him. He's real, this is all real.

I missed his touch so much. The way his grip has me in them, made me feel like I'm home. I cupped his face and tried to make myself believe that it is happening for real. It's all real, I'm in his arms.

"Igor... " I called, crying and kissing him again and again.

"Yes baby." His voice rung in my head, I want to hear him, I waited for this long. He kissed me back, intensely. His kisses showed how out of patience he was, just like me. He squeezed my hips while his tongue was dominating me inside here. I can't get enough.