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"What took you so long?" Angela questioned as Lenin stepped foot into the large office. "Sorry Ms.Heart, Mr.Dolan needed me to help out with something" Lenin explained as she fiddled with the gold ring on her finger.

Angela began to laugh as she stacked paper work on her white birch desk. "What did you have to help him out with?" Angela started.

"Did you have to help satisfy his needs? Did you have to get on your hands and knees for him?" She laughed as she leaned against the grey wall.

"What the fuck did you just say?" Lenin questioned leaning forward. "You know exactly what I said" Angela scoffed as she played with her luscious brown curls.

"Who the fuck do you think you are?" Lenin snapped crossing her arms. "Sweetheart I'm one of the most powerful women in New York City, I'd watch what you say to me" Angela threatened with a sly smirk plastered upon her wrinkled face.

"You know what?" Lenin started as she grabbed her purse and her jacket. "I'm done with your shit!" She yelled before storming out of the large office.

Her red bottom heels clicked against the black marble tiles as she ran out of the building and onto the street. Tears dared to leave her eyes but Lenin knew she was stronger than that.

She shoved her hands into her pockets and began walking to her friends house who lived about five minutes away.

The sun was beginning to set but the streets were still as busy as ever. Lenin eventually reached the small apartment before knocking on the wooden door.

She tapped her foot upon the dirty concrete floor as she waited for someone to open the door.

"Lenin?" A young man questioned raising an eyebrow. "Noah" Lenin sighed as she jumped into his muscular arms. He held her close to his chest before placing his chin on top of her head.

Lenin began to sob as she gripped on to his loose grey shirt. The two stood at the front door hugging for what felt like hours. 

"What's wrong princess?" Noah questioned as he placed his large hand on the side of her beautiful face. "Can I come inside?" She sniffled as she wiped her eyes, smudging her expensive mascara.

Noah grabbed her small hand before guiding her inside of the small tidy apartment. Lenin placed her purse on the kitchen table before walking over to the large suede couch in the middle of the room.

She took a seat before running her hands through her thick black hair. "What's going on Lenin?" Noah asked, worry laced in his husky voice. He placed his hand on her knee as he stared intently at her.

"I'm sick and tired of everything" Lenin began as a single tear streamed down her rosy cheek.

"Me and Jack broke up" she began taking a deep breath. "What?!" Noah questioned as he raised his perfectly arched eyebrows.

"Why?" He questioned raising an eyebrow. "He nearly fucking killed me!" Lenin spat as tears began to stream down her face once again.

"Everyday he beat the shit out of me and last night was my breaking point" she explained as she took deep breathes. Noah's face turned cold before he shot up running his hands through his hair.

"YOU BETTER BE LYING!" He yelled as he paced back and forth. Lenin shook her head as she watched Noah fill with rage. "IM GOING TO FUCKING KILL HIM!" Noah yelled punching the concrete wall.

"Noah calm down" Lenin soothed grabbing his large arm. He looked down at her before pulling her into a tight hug. The pair talked the whole night about everything that happened.

"Sleep here" Noah advised as he turned off the tv. "But I don't have pajamas" Lenin replied standing up.

"It's ok you can wear my shirt" Noah reassured with a toothy smile before walking out of the room.

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