For All My Scars

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of my surroundings. It was another Monday, anothe

days" the stern interviewer from the la

ng about the past months, my increasing debts play

ords escaping my mouth faster than I realized that my t

with their lives. I looked ahead and saw the bus some met

I hadn't been there before. It was like everything around me

warmth of the shop, the scent of freshly

er. "Morning Miss Silvia" I greeted the middle-aged woman that owns the shop. Sh

e usual?" she asked as she stretched her hand

e usual

, a part of me scanning my surroundings and ta

bring it to me like every other customer would, bu

seat to wait for my order to come to me because I looked ahead and found a man neatly dressed in his perfectly tailored suit tha

h shade of chestnut covered half his facial features

with my cup of coffee in hand as the slight bell-lik

ing how much worse my day could get since the space where

coffee as my thoughts drifted to

the cracks I shoved aside. I had had my hopes dashed one too many times in the prev

to roam around the room I was seated in. The soft hum of conversations and th

p, my gaze drifting toward the window wh

nized the pattern of this hair from

my seat and in my corner. In split seconds I took in his still half-concealed faci

I sit with you?" His voice was a perfect match for his fac

interested, I answer

ted side by side with the perso

of his ear revealing his glazed gray eyes; one could barely see them ca

for himself to sit across from me no longer waiting for m

into his appearance, the attention to detail seeme

o be staring a lot" his deep voice brought me back to

honestly ver

ople tend to look in a

d, "Oh p

oint I caught his eyes taking in eve

yes to different angles that made it appear like he was zooming

that is any of

a yes then" he replie

ng me very closely as if to g

my eyes so far back in my

my name in an attempt to be courteo

t important thing is what I have to say"

stranger that I met a few seconds ago have to say to me who

to me?" I asked like I didn

ant to cut to the chase" his

ho

and I have a j

excitement. Even if I didn't like the person wh

tary?" I asked, trying so ha

e my wife, a contract wife

w dro

whirlwind of confusio

t under

angement, some sort of agreeme

d it so freely like he had nothing to fear in this w

r just taken aback or if I was s

ddenly blur out on me, His o

med hotter now or maybe it was just my sk

or make me sign a contract with him like some chea

worked for, everything I had struggled to overcome, my daily f

worth just so I could prove to myself that I was and

nd watching as these thoughts cro

entment, picked up my file from

U

th ea

that come with the position and assets I have handed to you" h

red the power he held. My father controlled most o

entire Russia since he controlled the dealing

inkles and lines, one to reckon with b

ing the Criminal stratosphere. He amassed so much wealth and

ready had me. I could already guess what thi

nd I will not sit and watch you destroy it because of your irresponsibility and l

my hands behind my back with a slig

ught to myself. On

and legacy" he stood up from his chair and was now pacing a

ng you own to your Younger brother Xavier

wife in one month" The ro

one month. No more no less" my fathe