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Ah ha! I knew she would go there if she was actually in Greece. “That’s more than fine. Thank you for letting me know.”
I turn the car around to drive to the hotel to speak to Isidora. After everything that has happened, I still care about her and want to see her.
Fuck! What is wrong with me? When did I become such a pussy who is pining after an ex-girlfriend I dated seven years ago? What is it about this woman who still makes me want her?
I should be going back to the bunker with the money but I have to see her. I have to see with my own eyes that she’s back.
Ten minutes later, I’m parked and running inside the hotel up to the bay of elevators. I hit the PH button for the penthouse and am delivered at her door.
I stand outside of the hotel room like a big fucking creeper. I have never been this desperate to see someone in my life. I have never wanted someone like I have wanted Isidora. I know she hasn’t married because Octavious hasn’t said anything. And then I have to worry about whether or not he would say something about it.
Fuck it! Just knock on the door.
I knock quietly and hear her mumbling inside. Shit! I might have woke her up. I remember how big of a bitch she used to be in the morning whenever I would wake her up.
Isidora throws open the door wearing a comfy robe. Her hair is matted to the side of her face and her eyes are puffy from just being woke up.
“You’ve got to be kidding me?” She mutters and slams the door shut.
This woman is hilarious. I knock again to get her attention but this time she yells through the door.
“Fuck off, Milo. I’m not interested!”
“Isidora, come on. Open the door!” I yell back.
“I just had a long flight and I don’t want to talk to you. Go away or I’m calling security.”
I take it for what it is. She probably would call security and laugh from the other side of the door as I got kicked off the property. However, we own this hotel so I doubt I would be the one getting kicked out.
“I’ll see you again. You can count on it.”
Thirty minutes later, I have secured the money and called the clean up guy to dispose of Nikoli’s body. I have had a pretty productive day so far. I collected a large sum of our money, got information about The Baros Family and then saw the one who I once wanted to marry.
Jesus.
The trip to the hospital is quick and fast as I roll through the doors to go to Varya’s room. I’m not surprised that her father didn’t show up since he was the cause of the accident. Varya got into a horrific car accident all because she slept with Octavious and now she’s fighting for her life.
I can imagine Octavious is plotting and planning some big retaliation but he’s not going to let anyone know about it until it’s time. I fucking wish he would just come out with it to let us know so we can plan.
“Hey,” I greet him.
Octavious is sitting in the chair next to Varya’s side with her hand grasped in his. “She woke up for a little but and then went back to sleep.”
I clap him on the shoulder. “That’s good, right?”
He nods. “Did you secure?”
“I got it taken care of.” I should probably tell him about the other shit but I’m more worried about this shit with Isidora being here. “Why didn’t you tell me your sister was coming?”
He smirks. “I didn’t think you would want to know.”
I got punched in the jaw twice by him after leaving Isidora seven years ago. The sick fucker almost chipped one of my teeth with his iron fist.
“Why wouldn’t I want to know?”
Octavious shrugs and looks towards the door before redirecting his attention to me. “She’s here for work and that’s it. I don’t think she’s even going to come see me, to be honest.”
“Women.”
