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Nikolai hopped in a car to be driven back to his penthouse. Clearly, leaving Angelo to his devices was a bad idea. He impatiently patted his knee as the car sped out of the casino’s parking lot.
It was strange to be concerned for someone else, but was it really concern? Nikolai was slowly being driven insane by the loneliness, and very few people caught his attention, so he was merely protecting his interests.
He had carried the laptop along but he didn’t open it, glancing at it occasionally like it drew him in. Nikolai’s skin tingled, he might return to the apartment complex to find his men scraping Angelo’s mangled remains off the concrete, but that just added to the thrill.
There wasn’t a single boring moment with the assassin, it wasn’t often he got to meet someone who was unfazed by what others would term as extreme and have their own macabre inclinations.
There was nothing unusual in the parking lot when he got there, and Nikolai couldn’t say if he was disappointed or not. He didn’t want Angelo dead, but having the assassin invalid and completely reliant on him had its own charm.
He ditched the laptop in the car and made his way up the stairs, forgetting to light up a cigar like he usually would. The men in the hallway immediately went alert at his appearance but none of them said a word to him.
Nikolai reached for the door, opening it to find a scowling Angelo waiting for him on the bed. He closed the door behind him, in an inexplicably good mood. "Back so soon?" He asked humorously, taking a seat on his favorite sofa. He didn’t hide that he was watching Angelo like a specimen, mirth in the depth of his dark blue eyes.
Angelo stared intently at him, his eyes a swirl of crushed jade. "I wanted to kill you."
"Hmm?" Nikolai asked good-naturedly, like he hadn’t heard what he said.