Chapter 164: We

Need To Get Her Back

Chapter 165: We Need To Get Her Back

Riccardo

"I am available whenever, I know what I am leaning towards, so if Kingston agrees with me, then it is two against one. Just saying." Marshall muttered.

That was actually comforting to know, this time, I couldn't be the one making the decision, because if it backfired again, then I wouldn't have to shoulder that burden a second time. "Fair enough." I stood up from my seat.

"I am going back to my office to make a drink, do you want some?" I asked.

"I am good, I actually need to get going. I want to send Angelia my notes from class as soon as possible so she can catch up before Monday."

"Will she be back at school on Monday?" I asked, my eyebrows raised.

"How will that go?" He grimaced.

"It will probably be emotional torture." He sighed.

"You are not the only one falling for her, you know. I am pretty sure Kingston is too but fuck if he will ever admit to it."

will the of

"Oh, I know. It is impossible not to miss the googly eyes you make at her." I chuckled, but it tapered off as I thought about our situation.

We can't lose her.

am inclined to agree about Kingston, though. He will never admit anything to us but maybe, in time, he will open up to her about it. If he gets the

how much he has changed since Angelia

was doing it.

seen the beginning of a smile on his face.

to

her further away." He

you want to meet tomorrow after

so god-damned tired, there nights without much sleep

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of rum and coke, I slumped onto my couch. My office was simple in design, the dark oak that was a recurrence at the club was also found here with an oak desk, table, private bar and a floor-to-ceiling shelving system. I had a comfortable seating area, along with the standard desk space. The mini fridge

the tasks I did felt almost empty. The success of the hard work I did wasn't enough to get dark rewards anymore, going home to a dark apartment wasn't a reward, waking up alone wasn't a reward and eating breakfast alone wasn't a reward. It was starting to feel like a hollow life,

this late? Are you okay?" I sounded ragged even to

am good. I just had a feeling I should call you. How are you doing, my precious?" Her

always had the ability to sense when I needed to talk, I would have found the notion almost creepy if it

up and I don't know how to

even about what kind of business Iran.

this about a girl?"

"Yes, an important girl."

your honey

before answering, not because I was unsure, but because it was a big deal to share with her. She knew exactly what it would mean. Honey bunny was a common nickname, but in our family, it was used as a special endearment meant for a special

and I screwed

you will work things out. I have

hope so." I said as

"How is grandpa doing?"

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