Chapter Ten

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**Azalea**
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I get the laptop and join the zoom meeting for the therapy session. I see Mrs.Kylian in a red bath robe sitting down. Out of all my therapies she is by far my favourite, maybe because she knows what my 'business' entails since she is a mafia therapist and she swears she has seen way worse. She greets me and asks me what the problem is. I tell her about Nikolai and the picture from the car. She talks to me about being attracted to men, and how I must not envision stabbing a man that pleases my eyes. She spoke about my obsession with keeping pictures and photographs of my murders and how it can implicate me. She spoke to me about my dreams and stress. Her notes were that I need to get laid and go a week without killing. She wants me to get a sex partner who I go to whenever I'm stressed to reduce my dreams and prevent me from frequent killing from stress or tiredness. My assignment was to find a sex partner and not kill for a week exactly. An hour and a half later, the therapy session came to an end and I was beyond tired.
Right before I went to sleep, I thought about the sex partner and wondered if I could remove true feelings from the equation, plus I'm pretty sure my 'true feelings' are fucked up anyways.
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I'm woken up by an alarm, I check my phone beside me and see that I didn't set any alarm, I trace the sound to the mini parlour at the corner of the room. I look and see Elias watching TV letting the sound play continuously. I throw the pillow at his face, hitting it perfectly. After he puts off the alarm I check the time and see it is 12 pm already. I get up and check my phone, I see multiple missed calls from my father and then I remember I haven't spoken to him since I landed in Russia. I call him, he picks on the second ring. I inform him on the mission and he tells me a fake file has been made for Lilliana Razo with my pictures incase the Russians decide to look into me. I tell him I will be back in Spain in three days and he ends the call. I call room service to prepare a milk bath. As the same nice woman, tahlia a namesake to my own maid prepares the bath I brush my teeth and do my facial scrub while I talk to tahlia about her children and experiences at the hotel. When she is done she excuses herself. I get in the bath and set a timer for 45 minutes while I read my book. As my timer goes off, Elias walks into the bathroom. I stand up and walk to the shower where I rinse my body and wash my hair as Elias watches me. I walk out and wear a robe then tie my hair with a towel. I ask Elias if he can please call Sara and tell her to book a nail appointment for me by 2:30pm. Then I tell him to call the private investigators and find out who Aria is and why the Russians have her. I then moisturise my skin and rub a facial cream. I wear a black top with skirt with matching black heels and a black bag.

I apply some mascara and lip balm leaving my face bare and simple. I check the time and see it is 2:04pm. I ask Elias if the appointment has been made he tells me yes and that we will find out about Aria later this night. I ask him if he is ready to go, he nods. I wear my mask knowing the men from the Russian warehouse will be following us. We take the elevator to the lobby. I walk to Elias' white bugatti la voiture. While we are in the car we rap out the words to Lil Mabu's new diss like our lives depend on it. We get to a white elegant looking building. It said 'Nail designs' boldly in a lilac shade.
Elias parks in the building's parking lot while the other three black cars following us parked in front of a building beside the nail artist's building.
I walk out of the door, Elias opened for me as the true gentle man he is. We walk into the building and we are immediately greeted by a cheery looking woman who looks like she is in her late twenties. She welcomes us and blushes from time to time at the hungry crazed look Elias gives her. She hands me a paper with writings after asking what i wanted to do. I begin to walk to the elevator she directed me to take, while Elias stays back probably whispering sweet nothings to her. I press on the 2nd floor button and the elevator opens to a fully white furnished room where I can see three people currently working on nails of customers probably. As soon as I walk out, a woman in a navy blue pantsuit and a white button up shirt walks to me. She looks like she is in her late forties maybe. She walks to me and asks for the paper, I hand it to her and she introduces herself as the Co owner and informs me her daughter owns the shop too. I nod my head and she informs me of how lucky I am that her daughter is ready to do my nails while she praises her daughter with a proud smile on her face. She directs me to this white couch that had a white and gold stool infront of it. Beside the stool stood a little wooden table covered with a white plushy like material. The table had a bunch of different materials and tools on it, some I recognised and some I didn't. After taking a glance for a bit too long admiring the organisation and neatness of everything, the woman cleared her throat amd I turned back to see a young girl who looks around my age standing near her. I smile warmly at her and she nods in understanding. She introduces herself as Vera and sits on the stool gesturing for me to sit on the couch.
I sit down and adjust making myself comfortable, she smiles at me, a genuine smile and asks if I have any inspiration or pictures. I tell her I want black or grey nails colour wise and as for length or design I leave it up to her. As soon as my words left my mouth, a wide grin was spread across her face. As she preps my nails we make a bit of conversation, she asked why I'm wearing a funny looking mask and I laugh telling her I'm a bit famous and let's just say I can't be seen in public, she must have thought I was joking because she just burst into laughter and sighed. After about 30 minutes of my nails being soaked and treated, Elias walks in and searches the room till his eyes meet mine. He walks over to me with his black shirt tucked out of his cargo pants and looking very rumpled and his hair messy under his bucket hat. He stands beside me and sighs when he sees Vera. Vera laughs and asks if we are dating, we both quickly deny, and Elias takes that as an opportunity to flirt. I warn him with my eyes telling him silently not to mess with my nails. He sighs and asks if I'm getting my hair done, I nod and he walks away after informing me that he will call Sara to make a hair appointment. As she starts my acrylic we talk a bit about shows and movies then my phone suddenly begins to ring. She helps me pick it up and place my air pod in my ears. I smile when I see it is Maeve. We behin to speak in Spanish and have light conversations.
"Hey myra" I greet her a bit too loud.
She asks me how I am doing and whines on how I've been gone so long and she misses me as I sigh and shake my head from time to time at how childish she is being. I mean I've been gone for only two days, not even full 48 hours. After informing her that I will be back in a day or two and talking about her suspension and school a bit more. She then talks about this cute boy that recently joined her school and how she is going to befriend him and make him fall inlove with her. We talk for about forty-five minutes filled with laughter. Whenever I talk to Myra, she makes me forget my issues and just reminds me of life outside of..you know being a mafia heiress and the heiress to hundreds of companies my great grand father had to use as a cover story for his immense wealth and over time my father kept adding and venturing into multiple businesses too since wealth and fame grew immensely, bitches can't wait for my turn, imma be richer than a mother fucking billionaire.
Once Myra finishes ranting I bring the conversation to an end promising to give her a call later.
Once, Vera finishes my nails she alerts me and I gush at my nails. I pay, then hand her  1000 Russian rubble tip.
I walk to the elevator and go back to the lobby, I see Elias typing on his phone furiously, I look at the receptionist who is bashing her eyelashes at him and smiling like a creep.
I walk over to Elias, he looks up at me and sighs. He informs me in Spanish that my therapist had requested I see a doctor and stay in a psychiatric ward for atleast a week.  
I laugh loudly, probably not helping the fact my bat shit crazy therapist is tryna get me to see the shanks. She has seen way worse my ass. He looks up at me and nods his head. My bones suddenly get a chill, he said no right?
I look up at him my eyes obviously growing darker from betrayal. He quickly tells me to calm down that he wasn't the one that agreed, he informed me  that my therapist sent news directly to my father who believes I'm psycho and needs help.  I just sit and laugh, I sigh and brush the news off, have you made the hair appointment? He looks at me and asks what my problem is, I shrug off his question and ask if they have found out information about the Aria girl and her relations to the Russians. He clears his throat and tells me they will call in an hour, I nod my head and begin to exit, he speaks in English telling the receptionist we are done and rejecting her when she asked for his number. When we get back into the car, I see the guards enter their cars as well, I adjust my mask then face them and nod. I get into the passenger side of the car as Elias enters the driver seat, where to I ask him and he informs me that my hair appointment is in ten minutes so we are heading to the salon. We get to the salon and have a minute before my appointment. The decor is completely different compared to the nail salon. It is darker,more of my forte. After informing them that all I want is a wash,blowdry and some conrow braids I pay. A guy comes over to do my hair, late twenties,straight with brown eyes dressed in their dark coloured uniform.
He sprays a coconut scented liquid on my hair and combs it out with his hands, he compliments my lower back length hair. He asks me my tribe and hair texture. I inform him, my mum was a black American woman, my dad a Spanish man, my mother's hair texture I believe 4c and my father 2a so I somehow got a long silky curly head full hair I say with a laugh. He gushes over my hair as he combs it out and Compliments my silky caramel skin colour. He asks me to take off my mask which immediately made Elias stand up and bluntly refuse on my behalf. I make my hair tightly in two conrow braids, as the braids reaches my lower back, extremely close to my ass. We finish within forty five minutes and I'm surprised at their speed. After tipping my usual thousand Russian Rubble we get into the car. Within ten minutes, we arrive at the hotel and once safely in my room I finally take off the mask. Elias walks in and hands me a phone, hello? I ask in a question form. Donna ma, Aria is the Italian's Don's sister. The Russians kidnapped her. I laugh and thank the person. I look at Elias with a smile, we just got ourselves an ally with the mafia that hasn't had an ally in over a hundred years. He asks me what to do and I tell him, our men should get ready we will soon kidnap her back, oh and set up a meeting with the great Luca Romano and get the jets ready. He nods his head and walks out. He comes back in and informs me that Myra is demanding my presence, I sigh and tell him the meeting will be in Spain if he refuses tell him one word and one word alone. 'ARIA' I laugh and then inform him that we are getting Aria back today so the men should get ready. I check the time and see it is 4 ish so i tell him we will leave by 1am and he nods and walks out again. I think to myself  'Aria, Aria I think it is time for me to become the Donna, bye bye papa'

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