Chapter 15

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I wake up to big arms around me; I flutter my eyes open and see that I'm still in Irene's office. Voices were muffled but I could tell Irene was talking to Matheo as he was holding me. I looked over and saw Isabella sitting at Irene's desk, staring at her laptop. "I am so sorry, princess." Matheo mumbled as he kissed the top of my head. "Not your fault," I mumbled, and he froze as she peaked his head around and looked into my eyes.

"Hey when did you wake up?" He asked, his voice soft. I sighed. "A few minutes ago. Matheo, I'm sorry about your apartment." I mumble as I close my eyes and rub my temples. I had a growing headache. "Don't worry about my apartment. Me and Isabella were looking for a new place, anyway." I chuckled, "no you weren't. You just moved here." He sighed, "we did just move here, but we were thinking of getting a bigger place, with you." I froze, and I looked at Irene, who was smiling like this was the greatest thing in the world. "Isn't it a little fast?" I say and he kissed the top of my head as he nuzzles his face into my neck.

He pulled me closer and kissed my neck softly. "Not for me." He mumbled. "But what if you get bored with me? Or find me annoying? Or too much than you bargained for or-" a rough crash of his lips on mine cut me off on mine. When he pulled away, he left me breathless. "you talk too much, princess," he said as he kissed the tip of my nose. I giggle a little and I could see Irene smiling in the corner of my eye. "Let's get a place together." He said, and I took a deep breath. Was I ready to get a place with him?

"Stop being scared, just do it." Irene said, and I chuckled a little. "Okay, let's get a house together." A big grin spread across his face as he bent down and kissed me. He nuzzled my nose with his. My phone ruined the moment as it started ringing. I groaned as I reached over to the end of the couch and grabbed my phone. It was an unsaved number. "Hello?" I say, "Is this Andrea Russo?" "Yes, who is this?" "This is the New York police department. We need you to come in and go over some details about your statement." "Oh, okay when?" "As soon as you can," I let out a long sigh, "okay, I'll be there in 20 minutes." "Okay, we will be expecting you, Ms. Russo."

I hang up the phone and cuddle into Matheos arms. "Who was that?" Irene asked. I rub the bridge of my nose. "The cops, they want to go over details of my statement." Matheo pulled me closer to him. As much as I wanted to stay there, I needed to get ready to go. I peel myself out of his arms, but he kept his hands on my hips and tightened his grip, like if he let go I would disappear. I started looking around for my shoes. "You got here barefoot," Irene told me, and I gave her a confused look.

Matheo tightened his grip on me, "Matheo brought you some shoes" she said as she turned around and handed me a pair of flats. I slipped them on and stood up, Matheo right behind me. "I have to go Irene, thank you for everything" I opened my arms, and she pulled me into a hug. "You are one strong girl. The strongest I have ever met." I gave a soft chuckle, "it's all an act" I whisper as I pull away and walkout the door. Matheo called for Isabella and she hopped up and followed up, her nose still stuck in the phone.

I walked towards my car, but Matheo pulled me closer to him. "We'll come back for it. You have almost got taken from me twice. I'm keeping to your side like glue." He whispered as he opened the passenger door for me. Isabella climbed into the back and I sat down in the passenger seat. He drove us to the police station, which was about a 15 minute drive. Once we got out of the car, I saw a man being dragged by 5 police officers into the building. He was kicking and screaming about killing them for touching him. "Hey Matheo, maybe you should go take Isabella somewhere else. I'll call you when I'm ready to be picked up."

I could tell he didn't want to leave me, but his eyes went back to the man who was now on the floor, still screaming. He took in a deep breath as he pulled me into a tight hug and kissed the top of my head. "The second you are done you call me okay?" I nod as I pulled him into me. "Promise.". As I pulled away, I gave Isabella a hug before walking into the police station. There were people passed out on benches in teh waiting area. Some of them smelled like they haven't had a shower is weeks. I went up to the lady at the front desk. She was muscular, with black hair pulled back into a tight bun.

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