Chapter 17

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Suspicious POV

I watch with a smirk on my face as she reads the text I just send and her face pales. The Mafia Queen really is scared for something for once and I'm loving it.

I spend years and years looking for ways to destroy her and couldn't find any but by luck two years ago I started tracing a pattern. She would follow this boy around without his knowledge. What a stalker ! Oops it takes one to know one. I let out a small laugh at my thoughts . I guess I am a stalker too, a four year old stalker.

I'm going to make her pay for all the pain I had to go through because of her, I'll get my revenge and little Angel will fit my plan perfectly.

Alina Black, Mafia Queen. I know exactly how to destroy you! I'm coming for you!

Angel

I had my eyes closed, head on the headrest of the car seat thinking about the kiss I just shared with Alina back at the club. My cheeks redden just thinking about it. I've been wondering what she tasted like and now that I've found out I find myself getting addicted to the taste. Delicious!

The car ride was quiet but I preferred it that way, I don't like making small useless conversation. We were halfway to my apartment when the driver's phone rang and he answered using the earpiece on his ear but I tuned that out, that is until I felt the car making a U turn and heading in the opposite direction to my apartment. "I'm sorry sir but Donna has instructed me to drop you from at her house instead."

"Donna?" I meet his in the review mirror and he looks like he said something he shouldn't have said. He hesitates a bit before he speaks this time "Miss Black."

"I thought her name was Alina, is that a maiden name or something?"

"Uh.. it's not my place to say." He answers and I could tell that I'll not be getting anything from him so I keep quiet and wait until I get to her house. It won't do me any good to argue with the driver, he's just doing as he is told.

Butterflies form in my stomach at the thought of seeing her again so soon after the kiss. I can still feel her warm lips on my own, her touch and the voice she uses when she reprimands me. My hand lifts automatically to touch my lips and I feel giddy with anticipation.

I shake my head to clear my thoughts and focus on my conversation with Jean as a distraction.

"What are you looking as so intently?" She asks as she drops on the seat in front of me but when she follows my gaze to the spot that Alina had just left there was nothing there. Relived that she didn't see what I was staring at I focused my attention on her .

"Nothing I was uh..... just lost in my thoughts." She looked better than the last time I saw her.

"How are you doing? I'm so sorry I've been scarce, work."

Jean leds out a deep sigh and settles limply in her chair opposite mine. "I don't need a baby sitter Angel, I'm good and you are just settling into your new role plus I understand how hard it must be working so closely to Ice Queen up there." She says but my only response to this is a blush, brining her up only had me thinking about the almost kiss earlier.

Jean notices this and raises a brow " or is it?" She continues and when I don't answer again she says "you have a crush on her, don't you?"

"I do not have a crush on my boss" I say way too quickly that even I wouldn't believe myself if I was the one who had asked. I then proceed to hide my blushing face in the dark lightning of the club so that she can't see it on my face. When she doesn't say anything I look back at her to find her smiling, all watts out . Dude aren't you grieving?

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⏰ Last updated: May 13 ⏰

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