Revival

chapter 6: moving in

NILE
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The face she gave me when I gave my final ultimatum made me feel really bad.

"Stay at a place you don't want to and train to see your brother, or stay in a room and do nothing till it drives you insane."

How unfair was that?

I didn't want to, but that was the only way she would stay without releasing any information about us.

I left the moment I ended the meeting, feeling queasy.

I hated being put in a position where I had to force people to do something, because I never wanted to be forced.

Her emotions were on full display for me.

I had my mask on, but she didn't. Her eyes were so pretty. They were ordinary brown, but they would change hues by her emotion. She also looked like she had a bare face of makeup, and she had natural beauty.

I would be lying if I said my mind wasn't captivated by her.

I just didn't know in what way.

I sigh, pulling up to my apartment and greeting the guards as I open my door.

Gabriel was right. I needed to talk to her and communicate if I wanted to get to know her.

I just didn't know what I would do since I became closed off after my parents crash. I only speak to people when necessary, and I only speak to Gabriel and Francesco voluntarily.

I grab myself some water and head into my office to get some peaceful work time till I had to be in the work building.

I worked for a bit, but my mind went to Kiiara again.

She was officially a member of the mafia.

Which means you can take your mask off around her.

Yeah I guess.

You can't wait to see what she says when she looks at you.

Not true.

Very true.

I've had many tell me I was a charming young man, but I kept to myself and didn't really indulge in my looks.

I rub my temples and eyes that hurt from staring at my computer, and grabbed my coat to help some of my agents.

KIIARA
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2:30pm

Gabriel had helped me move into my room. The women's dorms were a row of mini White House's, close to town houses.

He brought me into an empty bedroom that was pretty spacious with an attached bathroom. He sent in a woman in her early 30's who measured me to give me clothes and basic necessities.

By the end of it, I had a room with grey bedding, a few clothes and hair and makeup to work with.

Once Gabriel left, I closed the door and plopped onto the queen bed.