Working After Hours

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Once home I parked my car in the inclosed parking I had requested to be built outside of the loft. It took only six months, thankfully. For when I first opened the apartment complex up I got the feeling some of my enemies and co-workers would want to pay a visit to me, so I changed to name and secretly put it under Naruto's name the most harmless man on this earth.

I got out, going for the garage elevator for it was also underground. I pulled out my passcode card and slide it in a slot next to the door. It glowed a green light and gave a ding noise before opening the doors and letting me in.

The doors closed showing me a view of the city all around me. I slide my key card in the slot again as it took me to the top floor. I leaned on one of the glass walls staring down at the city. We lived top owning all four floors below us, used for different reasons of ares.

The doors dinged again, opening the up I stepped out letting the doors close behind me as I stood there listening for any kind of song being sung, played or both.

Hearing nothing I quickly moved to are bedroom. I had made it so the rooms would be separate but they all had at least one or two walls of just window. All those could see in and all those could see out. I loved it! The only place that didn't have glass window walls was the bathroom, but it did have a view of the bedroom...

I took off my jacket throwing it on the gray and white bed spread. Before slipping off my shirt to throw it in the fire place at the feet of are bed.

Moving to the bathroom wanting to shower. Not wanting him to see the blood or smell it. It's I stripped of my pants I looked in the mirror wall and saw blood was splatter all over my face and arms, pale purple and blue bruises began to form on my skin.

It looked like it had just gotten into a street fight with someone, like I did when I was in I was at Jr. High my seventh and eighth years. Only older and sexier, and with a man, living on his own with him, secretly hiding the fact that I grew up in a mob family. Now owning one of the biggest family mafia's in all seven continents... Yeah, sexier...

I threw my black dress pants to the floor, knowing I was going to have to burn those too. I took off my watch resting it on the counter, I took one last look at the time and saw I barely had just enough time to shower and get started on dinner.

I took a good five minute shower, of just washing my body wanting no signs of any blood. Once I got out I dried off real quick before grabbing some gauze and wrapping my leg. I slipped on some boxers, sweats and tank-top.

In the kitchen I started on making garlic bread, by opening it from the box, and putting it on the tray and sliding it into the oven. Reaching in the back of the refrigerator I grabbed the green ball of salad and placed it on the counter. I stretch my arm out above on top of the fridge grabbing some weird pain pills Sasori made, I took two washing them down with s glass full of water, just in time.

"Honey, I'm home!" He yelled exiting the elevator.

"In the kitchen!" I yelled throwing the pill bottle on top of fridge so he wouldn't see.

His head peaked around the corn eyes brighten a shade of blue when he saw me. "Love." My own little personal nickname I gave him, as he moved to wrap his arms around my neck.

"Mmmmm, I missed you..." He murmured, eyes closed rubbing his nose on mine.

"Me too." I said leaning moving to seal my lips with his.

His lips fit perfectly into mine, scalped just for mine to fit. I nips at his lower lip wanting to get a better taste. He opened up greedily to me as I slipped my tongue in his mouth, getting the best sweetest kind of candy kisses. My tongue swirled and played with his as he tugged the back of my head.

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