The door of the study opened to reveal the person consuming The mafias thought, was Vanessa who trudged to the room quietly
Had she heard everything? He thought he could only hope she didn't as she make her way to him. Putting him in a hug, as she straddled him on the swivel chair, head resting on his shoulders,
“Hey, ” she uttered softly, she could feel him get closer, till no space was left in between,
“I missed you today” she confessed immediately, she said wrapping her arms around, “I did see you earlier, why did you go back in?”
“I'm sorry Nessa, I had a lot to do” he dubbed not wanting her to know his worries
“How was the session today?”
“I swear one of these days Tristan will turn me into a beanbag,”
Earning a Snicker from the mafia, who held tighter to her waist making her
