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CHAPTER ELEVEN
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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
His Angel of Death CHAPTER FOURTEEN
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
His Angel of Death CHAPTER FIFTEEN
The mansion came into view as Chiara drove down the driveway which encircled a water fountain. She parked her car in the driveway and walked towards the main entrance door. The mansion was a three storey building with about thirty rooms in total. It had fifteen bedrooms with en suite bathrooms, three guest bathrooms, a library, a study which Leonardo used as his office, a family room, two living rooms, a kitchen, dining room, a gym, basement, a theater room, two laundry rooms and wine cellar. It also had an indoor pool as well as an outdoor pool, the garage and servants quarters were in another building, west of the mansion. The compound was enclosed by a rather tall fence and it was highly secured, there were fifteen men guarding the house, inside and outside. The interior of the mansion had a modern design and it was lovely. It was a Friday and Leonardo had called to remind her of the dinner. Her parents held a dinner once every month which she was mandated to attend. H
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Later that night, Chiara unlocked the door to her house and walked in. Xavier came out of the living room to see her, he looked worried. "Where were you?" He asked. "You have no right to ask me questions like that." She walked away from him and headed to her bedroom. "Oh really?" He followed her up the stairs. "So, you could not call and tell me you were going to be late." "You don't have a cellphone." She entered her room and was about to shut the door when Xavier walked in. "I'm sure you could have figured something out, if you wanted to." She shrugged her jacket off and turned to face him. "Yeah, if I wanted to." His expression of anger suddenly morphed to concern and he moved closer to her. "Are you okay?" She did not understand the reason for his sudden change in mood. "Yeah, why do you ask?" "Because you have blood all over your top.
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Leonardo stormed into her office the following afternoon. She was in the Manager's office for Tempo libero hotel, one of their many hotels when Leonardo barged in. Richard, the manager immediately left the office, leaving Chiara alone with her furious father. "You just cost me a deal." He spoke in a calm voice but his body was radiating a lot of anger. "Which deal?" She returned to checking the files on the table as she spoke. "The new hotel in Las Vegas." "What happened?" She asked even though she already guessed what went wrong. "Mr. Brown pulled out of the deal and he is currently out of the country to have a dick reconstruction surgery or whatever the fuck he called it." Mr. Brown was the owner of a private bank and a hedge fund company, he was a very rich man with many successful investments. She raised her head and stared at him. She did not need to read him to know he was amused and angry at her. "I will fix it
His Angel of Death CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Marcos unlocked the door to Chiara's house and entered. He checked the living room and kitchen but she was not there. "Chiara!" He shouted her name as he went up the stairs. Xavier ran out to meet him at the top of the stairs. He was shirtless and his sweatpants hung low on his waist. "She is not around." He said. Marcos was infuriated by Xavier's lack of clothing. "Is this the way you parade yourself around the house when she is around?" "That is none of your business." Xavier replied. Marcos moved closer to him to intimidate him. They were the same height but Marcos was bulkier than Xavier and he had a dangerous aura about him. He placed his hand on Xavier's shoulder and squeezed it in a punishing way. Xavier grabbed his hand and removed it forcefully. Marcos stepped back from him, leaving space between them so he could control his anger. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. 'I need a drink.' He said in
His Angel of Death CHAPTER NINETEEN
They were having a celebratory dinner and Leonardo was hosting it. They were in a private dining room in one of their restaurants, Leonardo had reserved the whole room and only the waiting staff were around. The Coscarellis, Nicolettis and Marianos were present for the dinner. The long rectangular table was large enough to hold ten people but only nine people were sitted. Leonardo sat down at one end of the table with Elvera on his right hand side and Chiara on his left hand, while Carlos sat down on the other end with his wife on his right hand side and his nephew on his left hand. Marcos was sitting beside his father, Amedeo, who was sitted next to Elvera and Adrian sat down next to Chiara. "Please, let us eat." Leonardo said and everyone started eating. The food was passed around as everyone enjoyed the feast in silence. After the meal, dessert was served and conversation started around the table. Adrian tried engaging Chiara in a discussion about her fas
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