She is the one by Asheslove (that summer book .TXT) 📗

'And be careful things are little scattered inside' and saying this Nicolas turn to left.

'You are sending drugs to America?' I said.

'We send drugs around half of the world Elena, now let's go' Nicolas said cutting the topic while I awkwardly followed him.

I am a daughter of former police officer and is living between criminals looking them doing illegal marketing, how ironic is my life. My father was well known officer in department who always honestly served the government till he worked. There was hardly ever a case which he wasn't able to solve. Before everything happened with me I used to sit with my dad, ask him questions about his job, how he do work, how he catch criminals, about crimes which happen, even about murders and killers and hear him fascinated with all my attention till I myself become part of a crime and after that everything changed. Dad tried to help me in the best way he can both as father or as officer, it will not too hard for me about government and legal formalities as I killed someone, dad took care of it, it ended in self defense but after that I become threat to myself. My father blamed him for my condition for not reaching their on time when I needed or before everything would have gone wrong, that's the only time in my life I saw him helpless instead of a brave police officer. Slowly things started getting better but I'd never shown interest in crimes like before, even if I used to saw any murder file on his table it scares me. About drugs, weapons or trafficking I don't have much knowledge because these were big issues and dad won't share it at home, not only this dad stopped even discussing about crimes happening around the city but when he got shot two years after my accident I lost it. He survived but I took promise from him to leave department for always and he did like I asked. He loved his job but for me he left it.

We reached our destination as car came at halt in front of a building bringing me back to reality breaking the trail of my thoughts.

I stepped out of car and in a blink of second Nicolas was at my side, his hand securely wrapped around my waist circling from behind.

I looked at the building in my front and had taken a back, my jaw dropped in surprise as I stand their stunned due to shock.

Nicolas clicked his fingers in front of my eyes when saw me lost and chuckled softly.

'What happened? You look surprised'.

'I think you came at wrong place Nicolas'.

'No, we are at right place Tesoro' he said looking at me amusingly.

'Then why are we here, don't say that you came here to do some charity work, this is least I can expect from a criminal like you' I said mockingly.

His expressions hardened and hold on my waist tightened, not to dig fingers or to hurt me but tight.

'What? I am saying truth Nicolas, criminals and murderers won't do charity' I said without hesitation. 

Apparently things changed for pretty good between us but that doesn't meant I am not petrified of him but sometimes my tongue automatically slip and I won't hesitate a second before saying.

'Well, I have two sides of my business, instead of being a criminal I am also a businessman Tesoro but trust me your approach here is wrong because I. Do charity' he said with a clarity in his tone pulling me closer to him. 

Nicolas waited anxiously for any comment or reply from me but I didn't respond after that, my thoughts and mind completely filled with the days of my past life missing my love ones so I don't had any intention of talking to the man who's responsible everything or I know I probably end up saying something stupid because of my scattered emotions which were drowning me in melancholy.

'You look gloomy today' Nicolas again said.

I again didn't made any attempt to reply back.

'Hmm' he sighed.

'It’s thanksgiving today, I heard Americans celebrate it. I don't know anything about it but I have somewhere to take you once we will be done here'.

I turned my head and looked at his face blankly, since when he started caring about all these.

'It's been long since you last have taste of freedom.' he said turning his tone completely soft.

We walked in and entered the big hall where huge chandeliers were lighting, blinding the eyes. This is not my first time between rich people, many things are changing and now it won't feel as much awkward and weird like first time when I attended his party, thanks to drug I was on that day but still it make me uncomfortable to being between unknown people who are rich in status, the floor was glittering looking like specks of diamonds.

'Hey Elena' I saw Leo walking to us; I don't know he's also here. He gave me a soft smile so faintly I gave him a forced smile in return.

'What's the update?' Nicolas asked as we started walking.

Leo was telling him something in Italian as we were walking on our way when a group of men in suits stopped us to greet Nicolas. 

They all laughed and talked while I was picking my nails standing at his side awkwardly.

'What are we doing here?' I asked Leo in whisper when he slide off from them.

'What do you think?' He questioned back with a smile.

'I don't know but you are definitely not here to give trust fund to orphanage or children'.

'And Why you think that?' he asked with scrunched eyebrows and strange expressions on his face.

'Because criminals won't do charity Leo, he must be here for some business'.

'Your smartness and IQ always surprise me Elena' Leo said from a smirk before continuing.

'You are not right but you are also not completely wrong, Nicolas is here to settle Diamond business with Russians but he's also a businessman so it's like concealing the origin of money. It converts illegal money into legitimate sources. All the businessman uses this trick, that’s why these are assembled here'.