Azalea's POV:

Yesterday, after I told Dante that Nikolai is my brother, he explained to me that my brother's father is Dmitri Ivanovo; the Don of the Russian Mafia.

And I'm very confused.

So is my dad not my dad, or my mom not my mom ? Or is his dad not his dad, or his mom not his mom ?

I mean, I don't think my parents would cheat on each other.

"Hellooo ? Juliet ? Are you even listening ?" Liam says waving his hand in front of my face.

"Huh ?" I asked him.

"I asked you, how much more time do you think the software will take to develop ?" Liam asks.

I am currently standing in Liam's office at Marc Technologies. He asked me to come today, to know the progress of the software.

"I think it will take a little more time, but definitely not more than a week from now." I answered him honestly.

"Alright, but this place isn't the same as it was, without you." Liam said with a pout.

"I know, I seem to have that effect on people." I winked. Liam chuckled.

"So, how is it working there ?"

"It's great. Everyone is nice except for Snoopy. She's a real pain the ass." I answered.

Liam furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. Realizing that I said Snoopy and not Violet, I laughed.

"I mean Violet, his PA." I said.

"You gave her nickname ?" He asked. "But why would you name her 'Snoopy' ?"

"Well, one day Dante and I saw her snooping around in his office. When he asked her what she was doing, she gave a lame excuse and left." I explained.

Liam started laughing at what I said and shook his head in disbelief.

"So, speaking of Dante..how is he, huh ?" Liam teasingly asked me, while wiggling his eyebrows.

"Eh..he's alright I guess." I replied, nonchalantly.

To be honest, he is more than alright.

I couldn't tell Liam that his best friend is the Don of the Italian mafia nor could I tell him that my brother just might be the heir to the Russian mafia.

Last night, when I was telling him about my parents and my brother, he listened to me carefully. I had never told anyone about them, and talking about my parents did make me emotional.

But, I knew better than to let my emotions out, in front of him. I had to be strong; at least for them.

"Ooohhh..don't lie honey, have you seen that guy ?" Liam said.

Oh, by the way, have I mentioned this ? Liam is gay.

Rolling my eyes, I said, "I mean, he's does look handsome."

Just then, I hear the door opening. I turn around and saw Dante.

"Who does ?" Dante asked.

Oh...I forgot that he was standing outside. Oops ?

Dante offered to drive me to Marc Technologies. Who was I to say 'no' ? He probably heard that whole conversation. I could feel my cheeks turn red in embarrassment. Let's just hope he didn't.

"Erm..nobody. Just my...uh...pet skunk ."

Really, brain? That was the lie you could come up with ?

Liam and Dante looked at each other and burst out in laughter.

"Okay, stop laughing." I tell them. "Let's go." I tell Dante, tugging at his arm.

Woahh...those biceps though.

After Dante and I bid goodbye to Liam, we walked to his car. By the way, this maniac laughed all the way to the car.

"You can't even lie properly ! Who keeps a dang skunk as their pet ?" He asked, still laughing.

"Are you done ?" I asked him, annoyed.

"No, I am Dante." He answers.

"Ugghh.....stoooppp....." I whine.

"So, you think I'm handsome huh ?" He asked raising a perfect eyebrow at me.

He heard me...douché bag.

"Eavesdropping now, are you ?" I asked him.

He smiled sheepishly and started the car. Today is a Friday, which meant it was my day off. CEOs are always busy, like, every day of the week.

So, when Dante offered to reach me, I was surprised. I just hope he isn't felling pity on me, now that he knows about my life. I gave him the location of my apartment and he dropped me.

"Bye, Azalea. See you tomorrow." He shouted from the car, while I walked towards the apartment.

"Bye, Dante." I said.

I ate lunch, then cleaned the apartment a little bit and then I was bored. My mind kept drifting to Nikolai and my parents. I want answers. No, I need answers. I picked my laptop and tried to find about about this Dmitri guy.

Keyword : tried

There was nothing much on him. To the world, he was an ordinary, but rich, businesses man. My stomach rumbled so I looked at the time. I was researching for that long ? Wow. Where did the time go ?

I decided to have a quick shower. Stripping out of my clothes, I walked into the shower. Half an hour later, I was clean, smelled of lavender, and my hair was dripping wet.

Getting out, I wrapped my body with a towel and my hair with a small towel. I went to my wardrobe and picked out a night suit with shorts. It was a dark navy blue color with pink and white flamingos on it.

I wiped my hair with a towel and started combing it. As I was doing so, the doorbell rang. Heh ?

There are only two people who know my apartment number. It can't be Kim; she is gone to her parents' house for the weekend. It can't be Liam; he is probably still at the office.

So, who is that ?

I thought of Dmitri's men. What if they're here ? That can't be possible, I've erased all of my residential locations from the police's records. I slowly walked towards the door and picked up a knife from the kitchen on my way.

I looked through the peep hole and saw...Dante ?

What the hell is he doing here ? How does he know my flat number ? Liam told him.

"Hi ?" I said, opening the door.

"Hey, can I come in ? I need to talk to you." He asked, doubtfully.

"Uh, yeah sure." I replied. He came in and I closed the door. I guessed to the couch and told him to sit down.

"So, what did you want to talk about ?" I asked him, keeping the knife down and continued combing my hair.

"Would you want to stay with me ?" Dante asked me, out of the blue.

Qué ? Está loco ? (What ? Is he crazy ?)

"What ?"

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