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Yury

I'm such an idiot.

You know what. You go out do whatever the fuck you want but when you get kidnapped and killed I don't want you coming to me to cry your beautiful fucking eyes out.

My words repeated in my mind. Why would I say that? I sighed and rubbed a hand over my face.

I looked around the living room and went out on the balcony watching the cars underneath drive along the street of New York.

I need to get my mind off of her.

I go back into the penthouse and roam through the the halls checking what different rooms there are.

First door in the first hallway. Her office. Second door. Library? Third door. Closet.
Fourth door. Her bathroom. Last door her room.

This whole hallway smells like her. Fucking hell. It's so intoxicating.

As I walk back into the living room my phone rings.

Nora.

"Don't you dare go into my room. I'll kill you if you do.", she whisper yelled into the phone.

"I might just go take a nap on your bed now that you say that.", I teased her.

"I'll kill you in your sleep if you do.", she threatened.

"Very nice so I won't have to see your face anymore.", I hissed through the phone at her.

I heard an annoyed huff and then she hung up. I guess she's mad mad.

I keep on walking checking all the rooms in my hallway and then I find a gym. I sighed in relief as I saw all the equipment. She had everything in this room. Actually I think this was the apartment next door connected.

I walk in there and checked all the doors. It was indeed the apartment next door that was turned into a gym.

As I walk back to my room I see her coat laying on the floor at the door. She must've forgot it when she stormed out. I picked it up and looked at my keys. I wasn't going to bring it to her. I don't care she might as well freeze her attitude off while she's out.

I went to my room and laid down on the bed. Why was I so mad at her again?...

Nora's POV

"So tell us about him.", my friend suggested as we waited for our food. "He's a dick. I want to kill him.", I told them. "Okay well uhm what's his name?", she asked. "Volkov.", I shrugged. "His first name?", another friend asked and I shrugged.

"You don't know his name?", she asked. I nodded. "Girl.", she laughed. "In my opinion he could fall out the fucking window and I wouldn't give a fuck.", I told them. "But you are still mad that he let a random chick sit on his lap.", my best friend laughed. "Were you jealous?", she asked me.

I choked on my drink. "Fuck no. If I wanted to I could go and sit on his lap for the next few days and he wouldn't do anything about it.", I told her. "Well you sound like you were jealous.", she teased. "I wasn't.", I told her. "If she did sit on his lap for days he'd probably thank her."; Adelina laughed.