I hadn't even met her, yet she clung to me like a drug. I forgot that it was her file I was looking at and somehow I was hungry for information about her. I couldn't seem to peel my eyes off of her. I don't know how much time I spent looking at her but I just kept staring. Her tiny ears were so cute and she was so adorable. Glancing down her face she had the most beautiful lips anyone has ever had. She had the same eye colour as my mother. The only woman I have ever adored up till now is my mother and she is the only one who has blue eyes. Who was she? How was she so breathtakingly gorgeous? Why hadn't I met her before? I kept gazing at her picture, her perfectly shaped nose, her big blu- wait.I was dead silent for a minute.
There was a picture of her at the end of the page and I just stared lovingly at her. But then, what about the parents? Massimo better should have done all the research. Or maybe because she had no parents to support her. WHATTTT? THAT'S SO LESS FOR SOMEONE WORKING SO MUCH.Įxcuse me what? A motel? Is Massimo kidding me? But then why would he? Why would she live in a motel? Why would the queen of beauty live in a motel? I was genuinely confused. What does he mean none? Is Massimo high on something? He should've written dead if it is as what I presume. Opening the file as it was the most gentle piece of item I could ever hold, I started reading. Neither was I willing to change it nor would I ever. I was just trained like this and now I was used to this and easily comfortable in my skin. I took the file from his hand, nodded my head in agreement and dismissed him.
"Boss we collected as much data as we could about the young lady." Aaahhh! The information on my kitten was finally here.
There was a timid knock on my bedroom door.
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