Chapter 3: Why am I not mad?

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Dominic

Waking up I notice the spot next to me is cold.

She left...

No one's ever left me before I've woken up before. No one's even woke up before me before.  Groaning I open my eyes and get up to stretch a little only to see a note.

"Thanks for last night pretty boy but you'll probably never see me again.

Also, I'm taking this gun it's pretty.

XoXo- Nova."

I quickly check the drawer. Only to see my new gun gone. Groaning I pickup my wallet. Nothings missing, well nothing except my gun. I want to be mad right now, fuming even. She stole from me, but I can't help but smirk.

Who are you really Nova?

While getting dressed I begin to ponder. No one in their right mind sees over a thousand dollars cash. A black Amex and my ID in my wallet and only takes the gun that was in the drawer. What would she really want with an unmarked, completely illegal gun?

Custom made by Bullet. The untouchable gunmaker of the underworld. The only reason he's untouchable is because of the faceless woman herself. Nyx as he calls her. The dangerous woman's only trusted ally from what we know. Which isn't much at all honestly. That man would rather die than give you any information on her. He'd go with a smile on his face too. Simply knowing that what she will do after his death with be far more painful than any death anyone could give him. The pain and destruction she would bring. Hell on earth would ensue and she'd have the heads of everyone involved. She protects him and pays him well for her guns. He in return keeps her identity a secret.

Usually in terms of the underworld this man would be a walking sign to kidnap for information. To use as leverage against her. No one and I mean No one is that stupid though. It's the one thing everyone can agree on.

He is under the Queens protection. To us he is untouchable. Any person to cheat or harm him will be dead within 48 hours. No where to run and no place to hide. He keeps her secrets and she protects him.

An unlikely duo as that man despises nearly everyone breathing. He only works when you pay him too and he doesn't get friendly. She is the exception as he is to her.  Even his own brother, the Don of the Spanish mafia. Pays him for the work he does. He isn't associated with any mafia. He's a lone wolf whose loyalty lies with the Queen and only the Queen.

I smirk to myself as I text Dexter to come to the penthouse.

Only the gun Nova?

She'd really have to know her weapons to even think about taking it, but to actually take it she must have known who made it.

"What has you smiling like a psychopath?" Dexter questions while I continue to smile.

"Did you finally get laid?"

I smirk at him.

"Most beautiful woman i've ever seen was in my bed last night. Left before I wokeup and stole my gun." I chuckle while handing him the note.

"Nova? as In the faceless billionaire businesswoman?"

"No wonder she didn't take the cash. She didn't need it." I chuckle.

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