Emilia Morokov
★ A professional hacker who is determined to find out about her dark past.
However everything changes when her father is in need of help because of various attacks from another Mafia and she needs to help him.
But she doesn't know tha...
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Waking up very early in the morning was never a problem for me. To be frank, it was because I used to work as a waitress once and my boss was a total asshole and made my shift from 8:00 am -14:00pm even though I told him that I couldn't do it.
Because the café was quite far away, I had to wake up early to ride the bus there.
Today was the same circumstances for a different reason.
I had managed to pack all my stuff yesterday, which consisted only of two suitcases. I felt a little self-conscious thinking that I got too many luggage with me.
Oh how wrong I was.
I made it on the back yard where Alessandro told me to meet yesterday, which would also be where the private jet that would take us to Madrid.
Because it was autumn, 6:00 am wasn't exactly bright. It was dark and apart from the rays of the sun that peaked from the horizon.
I gasped, not because of the size of the jet -which was impressive - but because of Alessandro's luggage. He had five suitcases, the man was a living fashion icon.
I knew that he had good taste and all but I didn't expect him to be this interested. He was glancing at his phone and when I approached him, he raised his head and gave me one of his rare smiles.
"Good morning little hacker."
"Morning, is work keeping you busy even on the holidays?"
He shrugged as one of the stuff put the suitcases inside the jet, or rather on the back of it.
"Not really, I actually talked to Liam this morning, said you talked"
I grimaced and hugged my waist. Our earlier encounter was still fresh in my mind.
I was walking down the stairs, in my way to go outside and meet Alessandro. I yawned as I dragged my suitcase on the floor.
I got down the last couple of stairs and with a small
Thud
My suitcase was rolling on the floor again, I wasn't paying attention to my surroundings, because I was listening to music in my headphones.
I was about to exit when I accidentally bumped into someone. I quickly took my headphones out and began to apologise when I was met with a soft smile.
"Emilia, good morning, up this early?"
I didn't want to ruin my mood for the upcoming trip and decided to not start as asking him questions.
"I am meeting with Alessandro that's all. What about you?"
His green eyes regarded me, but it wasn't in any romantic or inappropriate way. It seemed.. nostalgic. His small frown was replaced with a smile
