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CHAPTER SIX
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Chiara smiled as she felt the wind blow against her. She weaved through the traffic on her Ducati panigale V4, she had gotten it two years ago and she enjoyed riding it whenever she could. The vibration of the bike against her body, the bike rising high and going low in few seconds when speeding down a slope, made her feel alive. It was too open and it made her an easy target, so it was not safe for her line of work, hence she seldomly rode it. She removed her helmet and removed her leather gloves as she got down from the bike. She smoothed down her pants and patted the small pistol she had hidden by her hips, below her belt. She looked at the house, it was a duplex with a white picket fence around it and many other houses just like it were in the neighborhood. She had always thought the white picket fence to be stupid, 'what is the essence of a fence that a three year old can easily climb?' she thought. She knocked on the door and put on the most cheerful smile she could portr
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After Marcos left, they both retired to their separate bedrooms. Xavier was about to lie down on his bed when he remembered something. He left his room and went to Chiara's bedroom. He knocked on the door and waited for her to open it. She opened the door dressed in a white cotton singlet and pyjama pants. The singlet was molded to her upper body and he realized she was not wearing a bra. Her nipples dotted the singlet and he could see the swell and curve of her firm breasts. "Are you done undressing me with your eyes? I need to sleep." Chiara's voice broke his thoughts and he blushed with embarrassment. "I need to discuss something with you." He said in a firm voice, trying to compose himself. She opened her door wider and signalled for him to enter. They both sat down on a couch and she stared at him. "We need groceries in the house." "What type of grocery?" "Foodstuffs."
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Chiara decided to explore the feelings Xavier provoked within her. She researched about it and discovered she was in lust with him. She surfed the internet to learn how to go about it and she saw different options. She did not want to force him to have sex with her, she wanted it to be his own decision. She also wanted him to make the first move because she had no idea what to do, it was all new to her. She had came across different private date ideas when she finally decided to have a picnic. It was Tuesday and she was at her company, doing some paperwork when her mind became filled with thoughts of Xavier. She told her assistant, Max to order a fully prepared picnic basket for her and she left work when the picnic basket arrived an hour later. When she got home, she met Xavier in the living room, watching television. "Get dressed. We are going for a picnic." She told him and walked away. She went to her bedroom and
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When they arrived at the main entrance, one of Chiara's bodyguards approached her. "Good evening, Boss." He greeted her. She nodded her head in response and unlocked the door. "Thanks for the company." She said to him when they entered the house and she walked away with the bodyguard following close behind her. He was annoyed by how she dismissed him but he ignored it and decided to follow them. He saw them enter the study and he waited some seconds before he moved towards the door. He pressed his ear against the door, eavesdropping on their conversation. All he got from their conversation was Nick's name. They were speaking Italian and he did not understand the language, hence every other thing they said sounded strange to him. When he heard footsteps approaching the door, he walked stealthily and fast to the living room. He had just sat down when he heard their footsteps approaching the living room.
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Chiara was shocked to see Xavier waiting for her in the foyer when she arrived. He looked at her with so much hatred and anger, he was staring daggers at her like he would kill her at any moment. Already accustomed to such stares, she ignored him. "What did you do to him?" "You are going to be more specific if you want an answer from me." She replied and strode in the direction of her bedroom. "Nick. Did you have your men kill him because you don't want your hands dirty?" He stood in front of her and observed her clothes. She was still in the same clothes she wore earlier in the morning and there was not a trace of blood on them. "I am not scared of blood, not in the very least. If I decide to let my men kill for me, it is just division of labour." She walked around him and continued walking in the direction of her bedroom. "You psychopath, what did you do to Nick?" His voice rang after her. "I do not remember
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The next day, when Chiara woke up, the reminder on her phone informed her of the visit to Priscilla's house. She had made plans to visit her every two weeks and she was going to follow the plan, irregardless of Xavier's behavior. Xavier had been avoiding her since the incident in her bedroom two days ago. He did not eat with her yesterday and he avoided her all through the day. She did not understand him and it bothered her, more than it should have. Any other person and she would have been indifferent, but with Xavier, she became affected. When she finished bathing and dressed up, she went downstairs to the kitchen. Xavier was not there but she knew he had been there earlier. She took an apple and she left the kitchen. ****** She had a meeting with Adrian about the goods they were moving. They sorted out the details and made plans for the transportation. After the meeting, he showed her around the warehouse and the underground r
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