Assassin [18+]

Fourth floor

§Morgana Acampora§

I've been in Berlin for five days, Cassian arrives at 4 pm every day and we have lunch together which is the time he takes to tell me everything about the businesses he is making; I don't care for it.

Nina has been coming every morning to have breakfast with me and she works while we watch movies in the media room. The girl doesn't even live in Berlin, however she's been, so far, the only good thing about Germany. Although, Cristian should be arriving at the end of the week; it didn't take my mom long to say yes because Cassian requested it.

I haven't been in contact with York, Gigi, or Wade because they're on the process of packing up their home so I don't want to bother them.

What else haven't I told you? Ummm, oh yeah, Cassian likes to have sex every night before going to bed; once he falls asleep I go and shower, talk to Cristian for a bit before going back to bed.

"Darling," Cassian pecked my cheek after sitting down to my right. "Good morning."

"Good morning," it took every fiber in me not to clean my cheek. "What are you doing today?"

He let out a deep sigh "I'm going to Paris for a meeting."

A big smile appeared on my lips "Can I come? I love Paris."

Cassian's right eyebrow arched "Aren't you gonna spend the day with Nina and Hanna?" The latter is Nina's wife.

"But I can cancel," my heart thumped against my chest. "Please, I really want to see my French friends."

The man took a deep breath "All right, darling."

FINALLY! SOMEONE IS GOING TO PROPERLY FUCK ME!

"I'll go get ready," before getting up from the table I gave him a peck on the lips; maybe I should change my toothpaste to Clorox. As much as I abhor giving him kisses to thank him or in general, it's necessary for him to trust me.

From my dressing room, I chose: an ivory set of knitted sweater and fold over skirt, red leather knee-high boots, a red long coat and a matte black Dior saddlebag I bought the other day when Nina took me shopping.