Chapter Thirty Two

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Aurora's P.O.V

Fluttering my eyes open I look around and the first thing I notice is that this isn't my room, oh right, I'm at Cy's place. Realising this I feel my eyes start to water, it wasn't a dream, all of that actually happened. I just lay in bed looking at the ceiling as my tears fall to the sides of my face, thinking of what I'm going to do. After my pity party I decide to get up and take a bath. Wrapping a towel around my body I open door after door in this room, looking for my suitcase, finally finding it I put on a pair of light blue jeans with a white tank top and some fuzzy socks, tying my hair into a messy bun. Packing everything away I exit the bedroom and wonder around, trying to find the kitchen, I get lost a couple of times and actually end up in what I assume in Cy's art room, where he keeps all his paintings. I admire every piece, getting lost in its beauty.

"Good morning Miss Anderson." Jumping a little I look behind me and see Benson. "My apologies Miss, may I help you?"

"Hello Benson, well yes I was actually looking for the kitchen and ended up in here." I explain gesturing to the room.

"It's quite alright Miss, please, if you could follow me." He leaves and I follow, I pay attention so I can remember for next time. When we get there Mary guides me to the patio where I find Cy already half way done with his breakfast. "Hello." I great him. Who is going to eat all this food? Grabbing a plate I just grab a croissant, some bacon, ham and cheese then pour myself some orange juice, sitting across from Cy.

"How'd you sleep angel?"

"I slept okay thank you." I say biting into my breakfast. "Have you heard anything back from Mikey?"

"We have a meeting in an hour so I'll hear what he has to say then."

"Can I come?" He shakes his head and I already know he's going to say-

"No." I knew it.

"Cy please." I plead to him with my eyes, when he doesn't respond I take that as a yes, I carry on eating my breakfast then take my plate to the kitchen.

"Oh I would have done that for you Miss." Mary says.

"It's okay Mary, I don't mind, really." She just nods her head then carries on cleaning. "Mary."

"Yes Miss."

"Could you do me a favour? Could you show me around the house, so I don't get lost again." I laugh awkwardly and she offers me a small smile.

"Of course Miss." After she finishes up cleaning she takes me on a tour of the house. I'm amazed to learn that Cy's house is so big that it has it's own gym, indoor pool with an outdoor pool and even a tennis court.

"I wonder why he bought such a huge place, I mean it's just the three of you here, doesn't it get lonely?" She just shrugs her shoulders.

"I don't mind it so much, you see Miss I come from a large family and we only had so much room in our small home to share with each other so, being in a house like this, so quiet and spacious, I can't help but love it. I find it refreshing."

"I guess that's where we differ." I release a light laugh. "I am an only child so all I've ever wanted is a big family. I guess that's half of the reason why I work so hard, so my children can never go without."

"And what is the other reason Miss? If you don't mind me asking."

"It's okay. Well it was to forget about Cy, because he had hurt me so much I didn't want to think about him so I used my work to wipe out any memory I had of him which, eventually turned me into a workaholic but now, now I don't know anymore." Just then I hear Bensons voice, Mikey's here. "Please excuse me Mary." I say rushing to Cy's office. "Mikey." I great him walking in.

"Boss lady." I take a seat and he starts. And all of a sudden I feel anxious. "I did what you asked boss and I have good news and bad news. The good news is that I found clues that will lead us to finding out how Mr Cole is linked to the Russian mafia, the bad news is that in order for us to do that we'll need your father's help, more like an introduction to one of his closest business partners."

"And who might that be?" I can hear the irritation in Cy's voice.

"Mr Rodríguez." Who is that?

"Fuck!" He shouts.

"The only time Mr Cole and Mr Rodríguez where reportedly spotted in Russia together was six years ago, when the Russian mafia came out of hiding but what peaked my interest even more was that they were also in the company of a Mr Stevens. Now I don't know who he is but I just found it suspicious that these four men, who have never done business with each other, where in the same country at the same time." Wait a minute, Mr Stevens?!

"Mr Stevens?! What does he have to do with this?" They both look at me confused.

"You know him?" Cy questions.

"Yes, of course, that's Kim's father."

"Really? Well he was there six years ago, along with Mr Rodríguez, Mr Cole and the mafia, which means they're all tied some how."

"That's impossible I know Mr Stevens, he is a good man, he's not a criminal." I try to explain to Mikey but his face is blank. He turns to Cy.

"Well I'm just telling you what I know boss, I'll contact you when I know more." He says leaving.

"Good job Mikey." About to speak he stops me. "Let's gather all the information we can before you plead your case, okay angel." I sigh, agreeing. "Good, now let's head downstairs I have something for you and if I'm not mistaken it should be arriving right about now." I look and him weirdly and we head outside, a black Audi RS Q8 pulls up, just like the one Eric drives Cy in and a man and woman dressed in suits step out.

"As requested sir." Eric says. They approach us, shaking our hands.

"Soyer." The man says.

"Prescott." The woman follows.

"Just Soyer and Prescott?" I question.

"Keeps it simple."

"They'll be your bodyguards from today." I eye Cy then the man and woman.

"O-Oh, both of you." I say taken aback.

"You won't even notice we're here." Soyer says.

"That seems highly unlikely but thank you." I sigh then they leave, entering the house. I turn to Cy expectantly.

"After what happened I'm not taking any chances, they're staying, end of discussion." And just like that he just leaves me there, with no room for discussion whatsoever. Ugh! Fuck my life.
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