He watches as she disappears down the hall. She's just a chamber away, but she feels even farther despite expressing herself to him. Tonight he got a taste, a taste as to what toils in her head and it left him starving. As she speaks in tongues, he can't blame her considering they've known each other less than a week. He doesn't expect anything from her, so he continues to be patient. But there is this tick, this itch that just won't go away. The need to know more. Why? He knows everything, it's his job as the Don. But the real truth, one that he won't openly admit to anyone but himself, is because he hates seeing her so distraught. His longing to see a genuine smile on her face has left him impatient. So he does what he always does when wanting answers. Calling his private investigator, on the first ring Tony answers "yes boss?"
"I need you to do some digging for me."
"Who's the target?"
"She's not a target, she is just someone I want to know about." The inclusion of 'just' to convince himself that she is nothing more. That she is not the very reason he can't focus at work, that she is not the reason he is losing all control in every thought that crosses his mind because they are all of her.
"Mhmm, a little late for this don't you think?" Tony teases.
"Oh shut up. I hired her and I would like to know who I am living with." Another lie to convince himself. A partial truth, maybe? No, it's a lie.
Tony chuckles, "whatever you say," sarcasm noted. "What's the last name?"
Lorenzo's stumped for the first time in his life, "I don't know."
"Well do you have a picture, I can run it through the system?"
"I can get you one before I go to the main building."
"Alright, just send it to me when you get it and I can get you the details by the afternoon."
"Thanks, Tony."
"No problem boss, and get some sleep will ya?"
"I'll try."
Hanging up the phone, he doesn't sleep that night, like every other night. Instead of the mafia, the people that needed to be dealt with, or the money from his investments, he thinks of her. He thinks about the woman across the hall who he wants nothing more than to comfort. He wants to be the executioner of the one who caused her suffering. He wants to help her fight her demons, he thinks before closing his eyes.
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