Forbidden Fruit

"Huxley, make sure to have a good night's rest." He states with a sedative tone as Huxley exits his Lamborghini.."We board an early morning long flight back."

Raising a brow in puzzlement, Huxley peers at him through the open windows of the vehicle. "Where you are headed, Vladimir? You should have a good rest tonight considering the time it took to capture Nikita, you must be exhausted!"

The detainment of Nikita was ordained by his uncle Dimitri Molotov and Vladimir as per usual was given the task to accomplish within a week.

Nikita had been on the run all over Europe and here in Britain two days ago, Vladimir had finally cornered him. And finished him, thereafter reporting to his uncle over the phone before embarking towards Scotland for a day.

Mission Accomplished.

now, where were we Kashani?

Temporarily managing to flick her thought away, he lets out a yearning exhale. Then he aims his steady gaze on his trusted partner and bailiff in crime, who was once his father's close valet an