Iris is a therapist who can't seem to find a decent man to save her life. Issac is a mob boss who cant settle down for nothing. What happens with the two encounter each other?
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"What?"
"Issac we need to talk," V stated, grabbing my arm and walking us out. My eyes not leaving Iris's, fear running down my spine. What does she mean who am I?!
Entering the hallway, I see Miles walking up out of my peripheral vision but my eyes are still locked on Iris. "Miles you were supposed to tell him." Smacking his arm. "I tried, he didn't wanna hear it."
"Tell me what?! What is wrong with my baby?" Sounding a little more aggressive then what I intended.
"During the blast, I guess she hit her head and suffered a little bit of amnesia. The doctor said it's only for a short period, that she'll start remembering bits and pieces of her memory for a while. Look, don't be sad, she remembers being physically involved with someone, she just doesn't remember who." Shrugging. "Time will come when she starts to remember. We just have to give her time and not force anything on her." Glaring at me in the last part.
Groaning, "I'm guessing the authorities were contacted, so what did they say? What caused the explosion?!" I swear on my father's grave if someone tried to hurt my baby, it's going to take three world wars, Russia's best elite force, special oops and Superman to stop me.
"They haven't said yet, still waiting on the report. They said we should know by end of day." I looked out a nearby window to make sure it was still dark when I left, "It's the end of day, they should have the report."
Glaring at me and rolling her eyes, "Umm shit takes time you know. They can't look at something and automatically know what happened, they have to investigate." Crossing her arms.
I rolled my eyes not trying to hear any of that bs. As she turned around, walking back into the room I got a phone call. "What! This better be important or I'm hanging up." Answering the phone before looking at the caller id.
"Wow, is that how you answer to an old friend? I'm hurt," recognizing the voice immediately. "I don't have time for your bullshit Marco. Bye"
I hear him scoff on the other end of the call, "Not even when I have intel on what happened to your little girlfriend?" I can practically see the smirk on his face. I took a deep breath and moved to a much more private area. "Talk."
I hear him chuckle on the other side that just makes my blood boil. "Well I heard on the grape vine that your ex fiancé wasn't too keen on who you chose over her." As he continues to talk, red is all I'm starting to see.
"You're telling me Anastasia did this?!" I don't usually hit women but I'll make an exception. "Anything else I should know before hanging up?"
He was silent for a second before speaking up again, "Will you be attending my wedding?! I never got your RS.." cutting him off by hanging up. I take one last glance in the little window to Iris' room.
Letting out a deep breath, I turn around to five Miles. "Get me the whereabouts on Anastasia." Ordering before leaving. I can go for hitting something right.
