"Words can cut sharper than knives. But words of love can heal everything"
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Armin
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..."there was never any 'us' from the first place, was there?"
I hesitated for a bit then, those words slipped out of my mouth. The man infront of me turned pale. It looked as if he saw some ghost. Maybe the ghost of my words. "I didn't mean to say it like that Adrian.....what.....I meant was..." A sharp inhale was taken after a moments.
"Was? Look...I..." he paused and then proceeded to take rest back and then spoke again. "I willl not give you any excuses or reasoning. But I understand of what you are saying and what you are feeling. I respect your views and therefore I can not hold you to your words. Yet still I have the slightest of hope for you to just be a little more patient."
"That's all?" I inquired as he just shrugged a little. He looked away towards the window panel to our right and then again straighten his posture.
"No, not even close. But let's save it for some other suitable times. My feelings towards you are like a constant value of π. Fixed and non-changing." He responded. A silence took over the room. I wanted to hug him but again the timing was not very suitable. "You had certain questions regarding what has happened in the span of past 6 hours."
I nodded "I still do, they increased in number actually."
"No problem on that. Let's start."
I, for once, had this weird feeling in my throat that didn't allow any sound to be produced for a minute. My mouth was silent yet my brain was over flowing with questions. After sometime as I spoke nothing, Adrian looked at me and raised his eyebrows. I inhaled the warm smell of firewood and books around us and then finally decided that I have to ask him, it's now or never!
"You are THE mafia leader. Everything I know about you is of no small degree, therefore what happened is just like petrol to fire. The increment medium." I said as formally as I could have at that point so I won't come off as rude. He hummed in response that also was like a gesture for me to continue. "How come my sister is quite tangled in the amidst of this.....world? How come she is known? How does she know about Momoa and even how Momoa knows about me?"
"This, is what you are curious about?" Adrian asked and a silence took over. He looked at me with a raised eyebrow and his face held a smirk sort of expression. "What kind of understanding have you grasped yet, till this point?"
"That Naia knew exactly whom she were targeting. There is possibly no way that she could have known all of it by herself, some sort of mole must be informing her of everything!" I said with determination of believe in myself. "A mole you said?" he asked and walked towards the window. "you are saying that there is a betrayer among us? what gave you....such impression?"
"Is it not obvious? Naia knew who Momoa is, which people is she dealing with, how to trap me into believing her and also knew what would have been a mutual reaction." He hummed in response as he took of his coat and set it on the nearby chair. He rubbed his temples for a moment which flexed his arm muscles and his biceps were quite visible even under the black button-up he was wearing. woaaahhhhh I need to control MYSELF!
"Undoubtedly, you have a particular point. And I must admit that it does have a logical explanation but one can not be so sure of who it is and who it is not. Yet perhaps maybe some investigation can help us to find the-"
The door opened, revealing Blaise in the door frame. His facial expressions were of confusion. There were barely any other sort of feeling on his face. There was a sort of hatred and disappointment in his eyes. I didn't felt so comfortable now in his presence. I looked over to Adrian and yet in his demeanor was seriousness. This wasn't how they usually were like. "I was send to check upon you two. Wasn't feeling very confident about you here being alone with.....him." he said as he shot a glare upon Adrian.
"what? with him? with Adrian?" I said in utter confusion. Adrian looked offended so he spoke "I assure you that I am not YOU!" a sharp word of man can break ones honor.
"That is exactly why I don't trust the fact of you being around her. Because I don't think of you being more that a nausea except-"
"Enough Blaise!" I said, my blood was boiling. I mean how dare he. "Just because I may be trying to maintain a distance from him doesn't mean that it gave you the right to insult Adrian infront of me. Utter such single word about him again and I swear it will be your last words."
The room fell silenced. "Armin.....let's go" Adrian said and grabbed my hand. We went out of his office and dragged Blaise outside before locking the door. Blaise was still looking mad. I just shot him a look of 'stay in your lane'. We went through a hallway. There were different paintings but they were not a lot. A decent decor was done and it looked quite enchanting. There were many guards there maybe because of the active hours. My gaze landed on a guard with a neck cast, crutches and bandages. My expression was clearly showing how sorry I felt for doing that "you did that to him. I am impressed as well as terrified." Adrian said as went towards the guard.
"Good evening Sir!" The guard spoke and then looked at me "ma'am". Adrian looked at me with a small grin. "I should apologize for attacking you, I didn't know that you were trying to protect young miss and not attack her. if possible-"
"Actually i wanted to apologize as well. what you did was perfectly sensible. I was trying to defend myself and you are doing your duty. No hard feelings?" I said as I extended a hand. The guard agreed and showed me that I also broke his hand. Was it awkward? yes....very much. Afterwards, me and Adrian just silently moved towards the garden outside. The whole Mafia aesthetic was terrifying in one glance but as each moment passes, it looks more of somewhat comfortable. The garden was beautiful. It was not that grand like one might think. But it was properly maintained, the hedges of main garden areas were almost tall as much as the point when my waist was. We discussed some possibilities regarding where Momoa must have been.
"Its midnight already." I said while looking at my wrist watch. "Is there any driver available for me who can drop me off?"
"where?"
"My home, Adrian."
"no there isn't any available."
"But everyone is here, active ,waiting for your command." I said as he looked around and the took a step towards me.
"Yes, i know....if I want to call a driver, he will come in less that 2 minutes"
"so...but you said that there isn't any driver available" I said while I smirked. He chuckled a bit and came even closer, tucking the strand of hair behind my ear.
"I said that there isn't any driver available for you "
"why?"
"Hmmm simply because I am not calling anyone for you and simply because I want you to stay closer to me...."