Today was the day that we planned to give fake information to Violet. In all honesty, I'm not that surprised that Violet has also been working with Dmitri. With Liam, I was surprised; but not with Violet.

Why, you ask ? Well, it's because she has always been acting unusual. From being secretive, to being snoopy and just plain weird.

Now, I am in my office, preparing for what I was going to pretend to say on the phone so that Violet hears me and falls right into our trap.

As a backup, I also planted fake e-mails back and forth along with Noah, who posed to be Elijah. Noah did it from a restricted IP address that can't be traced back to us.

According to those, they'll think that we're making plans to meet each other and go against them. What they don't know is that we're not sure that he's even alive.

When Azalea said that Elijah could be her father, I wasn't annoyed or angry; instead I was a little happy.

It might sound weird but it's true. She deserves to have somebody, other than me, of course, to love her and care for her.

I know that he is the one that killed my parents and if I'm being honest, I want to make him pay for it. I really do.

But the love that I have for Azalea is so much that it makes the feeling of anger just fade away, like it was never even there in the first place.

I know that I will always have that little sting in my heart when I look at him but I'm willing to let it go if it makes Azalea happy.

Yes, I said 'love'. I love Azalea. I've known that I loved her ever since she started to care for me, even when she didn't have to.

Like the time that she held my hand when I was uncomfortable to talk about my mother, or even the time that she baked cookies for me on my birthday.

And let me tell you, this year I had the best birthday ever !

"Hellooo ?" Dom spoke, breaking my chain of thoughts in the process.

"Violet will be here any minute. Are you ready ?" He asked, leaning on the door frame of my office.

"Yes, I am." I assured.

"All the best, Boss." He wished and then left the room.

Minutes later, the spy, Violet who was wearing the most informal clothes, entered.

"Good Morning, Sir." She greeted, but it sounded more like a purr.

"Morning." I wished back, my voice being void of any emotion.

"I want you to settle all of these papers, please. Also, book a table at Bling's Restaurant for this weekend." I ordered.

"Sure, would you like anything else ?" Violet asked, seductively.

"No." I responded, already annoyed at her.

Since she came here to work on few a days, she sat in my office. This felt like the perfect opportunity to start with the monologue.

I pretended to dial my phone and then put it to my ear. "Hey, dude !"

"I was going to call you yesterday but then I forgot."

Wow, I'm literally talking to myself...

"Yeah. Okay, so I called Elijah and he agreed to meet at Bling's Restaurant on the weekend.

He said that we would talk about going against...you know who." I said into the phone, and discreetly looked at Violet from the corner of my eye.

Her ears perked up when she heard Elijah's name and she looked angry. Yup, she's the enemy. For sure, no doubt.

I inwardly smirked, knowing that our plan was working. You better watch your backs, traitors !

When I ended 'the call', Violet spoke up, "Uh...Sir ?"

"Hmm ?" I hummed.

"Can I just make a call ? It will be quick, I promise." She said, trying to convince me.

"Come back soon. You still have much work to do." I nonchalantly said back.

She nodded and walked out of the office to make the call. I texted Noah saying that she did, so that he could track her number and listen to her conversation.

A while later he responded with a thumbs up emoji.

Moments later, Violet entered the office and continued doing her work. I got a text from Noah that said:

Well, it seems like our plan worked. Guess we have to call the cops and give them an anonymous tip about Dmitri being the Don of the Russian mafia.

Normally, I would feel pity or even guilty for doing this to somebody else but then I remembered that he kidnapped me as well as Azalea and tortured me and soon I didn't feel so, anymore.

After a long day, I decided to stop working a little earlier. Violet left the house and Azalea came back home from work.

Finally !

"I missed you so much !" I told Azalea, hugging her as tight as I could without suffocating her.

"I missed you too, doofus." She replied. "Sooo...did the trap we planned for Violet, work ?"

"Yea, it did. She is the spy." I confirmed.

"That bitch." Azalea grumbled.

"Now, now. Don't waste your time or breath on her. Waste it on me." I smirked.

She smiled and shook her head in disbelief. Azalea managed to get on her tip toes and kiss me.

I held her face and brought her lips closer to mine.

She wrapped her arms around the nape my neck and played with my hair, running her fingers through it.

Our lips moved together in sync, our bodies fit with each other perfectly; like we completed each other.

Pulling away from the kiss, I rested my forehead against hers and whispered, "You drive me crazy, you know that ?"

She giggled and whispered back, "I think I do, considering that uh... "

She pointed to my pants.

Oh no, oh no, oh no no no no no !

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