𝐆𝐔𝐍𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐒

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟔

Mysha

"You should at least let me know beforehand," Eiran said. I can see stress lines on his face. Is he really concerned about me?

"I'm fine, I'm just tired," I stated. It is accurate. I'm simply exhausted from too much stress. I just keep looking at the mystery, day and night. And Derek doesn't know about this investigation either. I kept it a secret from him. It's best to give up on people right now.

"Avoid telling lies," With his eyes fixed on mine, he spoke. Screw it. Because I didn't want him to see me, I turned my face away. Something in me is avoiding looking him in the eye.

"Why would I tell you a lie?" I said in my soft voice.

"All right, we're heading to the doctor for your check up," he said.

What? No. I'm not interested in seeing a doctor. Yes, I do feel exhausted most of the time, but stress is most likely the cause. Nothing more.

"No. I'm fine". I said.

"What's on your mind right now?" He spoke in a rough, hard voice. What a fucking mind reader he is!

"Nothing," I said sourly. I want him away from me right now. All I need is some space.

"Mysha," With ease, he spoke. When I hear my name said by him, I get a pleasant feeling on my cheeks. Dear God. He softly took hold of my hands and proceeded. "You can share anything you want. I'll do anything for you because you are my love."

I can tell he means something with every word. I really want to get right up to him and ask what the true issue is. However, I have to finish the investigation before I can ask him directly. I have to remain impartial even if I'm melting right now.

"It's fine," He spoke with a pleasant, well shaped smile on his lips.

I didn't say anything. I lean towards him and gave him a gentle hug. I reached out and picked up a voice recording chip. I inserted the little voice recording chip into his shirt collar. This chip was concealed in my hands. The another device is attached to this voice recording chip, which will tell me anything he says or hears going forward.

And this is what I'm looking into.

I'm fiddling with the recording chip while he tenderly strokes my hair. It gives me a feeling of being betrayed. But it's okay with me.

"I'm feeling better now," I mentioned. Yes, after modifying this voice recording clip, I feel better. In my research, it would be really beneficial.

"All right, time to head out for your-." I interrupted him and said,

"I don't want to go for a check-up, All I need is some sleep." After a pause I continued "and I'm sorry for disappearing without informing you". I turned my face away from the direction in which I had just spoken. I'm trying not to see him right now since I can't. With one hand, he softly grabbed my face to look at me.

"It's fine". He said calmly.

"Okay... so please do some rest. When you feel better, give me a call." He stated.

"Of course". I said in my weak voice.

I glance into his blue siren eyes for some reason. They think highly of me. His eyes follow my lips for a moment before shifting to my eyes. Suddenly, he kissed my soft lips with his flawlessly sculpted lips. I kiss back in a matter of seconds. Screw it! What the fuck am I doing at the moment? However, I was unable to push him away.

As soon as we run out of breath, he drags me away. I can tell that the kiss was soft and gentle.

"Goodbye, I'll give you a call once I'm feeling better." I told him to leave. Probably I don't want him here.

He stood up and said "take care bellissima". He said as he tucked some hair strands behind my ear. His simple touch can make me feel chills thrilling down on my spine.

Afterwards, he left.

"Why did you kiss him and hug him at the same time?" From behind, Derek uttered those words. Fuck it. I didn't even think about Derek watching me at that point.

I roll my eyes, exasperated. I truly don't want to respond to this pointless inquiry.

In actuality, I have the freedom to do as I like.

My face turned to look at him. He's carrying a tracking device. I'm not entirely sure what it is or how it functions.

He took a seat with this device next to me on the couch.

"How are you going to proceed?" I inquire. Something is boiling in his filthy thoughts, I can tell.

"It's a call tracking device," he replied, calmly.

"I understand, but how will you use this?". I ask.

He looked at me and replied, simply, "A hacker can do hacking."

He handed me headphones and said, "Wear it."

I saw that he called Eiran and turned on the device. What? Why is he phoning Eiran?

Eiran answered the phone a minute later. I believe that his phone is currently hacked.

"Hello, Mr. Eiran Celestino!" As Derek stated in English, but it sounded like Italian via the headphones, and Derek's voice was altered. The sound coming from my headphones sounds like a deep Italian voice.

"Potresti dirmi il motivo della sua telefonata" Dryly, Eiran remarked. Although Eiran spoke in Italian, the device displayed the English translation.

I'm impressed by technology.

(Translation: Tell me the reason for your call).

"Sir, I'm calling because Sir Alessandro accepted the deal and wants to meet with you," Derek spoke in his own tongue, yet it sounded Italian coming from my headphones.

Alessandro? Alessandro, in my opinion, is the Luciano mafia's boss.

After then, he ended the call. I remove the headphones and look in shock at Derek.

"How are you going to proceed?" I enquired.

With assurance, he stated, "It's a part of my investigation... All I want is your presence." He smiles warmly at me and goes on, "Your duty is just to breathe and the rest of it is my work."

It's really peculiar that even though we are both independently researching the same subject, our investigations leave us both in the dark about one another.

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