"Episode 45 - Also because you have a big dick."

The damn GPS system was actually quite complicated. I couldn't just disable it, I had to get in there, manually take the whole damn thing out and the one underneath. I couldn't just come in here and work on the car for hours without anyone noticing.

The garage wasn't anything normal, just like the whole mansion. It was just as big and shiny with dark marbles with blue and shards of glass that fucking sparkles. There were, classic cars, new model Lamborghinis, BMWs and bullet proof range rovers that with these eight cars alone, I could live my whole life in Luxury.

The door attached to the house opened, Yashiko strolled in acting like he was uninterested whereas I knew he was keeping an eye on me.

"What's up?" I lifted my chin, greeting him with a nod. He was trying to be discreet, with his hands banded together behind his back, crisp black suit, tie and shite shirt made him look like a businessman, rather than a bodyguard.

"Just admiring the cars."

Bullshit.

When I hired him, I had initially though he'd be a great asset when I wanted to started my own damn empire but someone should have warned me about Elena. If I had known she existed and my obsession with her, I would have hired the incompetent guys instead of these ones.

I yawned pretending to be disinterest with my hands in my pocket.

"What would be the best car to buy?" I wondered out loud.

"I don't know, I'm more of a functional kind of a guy. Looks doesn't matter." He walked around the Jaguar, sussing out if I had done anything to the cars. I wanted to laugh but I didn't want to waste any time on him.

"Hmm. Well I have a business to run." I left, trying not to walk faster than usual or lazier than intended. Disabling the damn GPS would be impossible with these roaches walking around.

I spent the dealing with clients and business meetings at the Capone tower. Not only I was away all day, I was trying to sus out routes out of the city with minimum exposer and fastest routes. The traffic in this city was so damn crazy, it would have been wise for me to head north instead of coming into city.

I picked up some burritos before heading back to the mansion. It reminded me of a mini version of Buckingham palace but only the whole colour scheme was white and grey. I rolled in through the main gate, waved at the security guard. I planned on scheduling him on Friday because he was actually a nice man with kids and a wife to look after.

Once I left the staff garage, I took the bags of food, dropped some off to Jake, then Jamie before making my way to my room to find Elena waiting for me in a light pink satin dress that just about covered her ass.

"Don't worry, I spoke to Jake first. He did something on his computer first then once I was in, he told me not to get out." She sat up on the bed, holding her sketch pad. Her pencils were laid across my bed and I loved every freaking second of it.

"Where's my bag?" I wondered about the stuff I took to her current room.

"It's still in the room but I hid it." She looked so proud and cute, I couldn't help but smile.

"Don't trust anyone who's assigned to Capone. Especially Yashiko." I warned.

"I only went to Jake because of your history." Her face fell a little. Clearly, she was trying to impress me with her stealth mode and I was clearly ruining her success. I smiled and shook my head, pleased that she was alive again.

"I think you did perfect miss spy."

She rolled her eyes. "You're patronising me." She acted like she was offended.

"I'm sorry. Let me make it up to you." I started to get undressed, dropping the food on the coffee table that she didn't see yet. When she didn't say a single word or even refused to make eye contact, I moved towards her, shrugging my jacket off. "I'm sorry princess, I'm just worried because Yashiko is suspicious of me. I can't let anything happen to you or us. Do you understand me?"

She didn't look up, just carried on dragging the slanted pencil across the thick paper.

"I have food." She paused suddenly, gaze lifted to meet mine.

"What kind?" She didn't move an inch, still contemplating if she wants stay mad.

"Burritos."

Energy vibrated off her when she discarded her sketch pad and pencil on the bed to lung at me.

"Aww. I totally understand you." Her hands were all over me, making me laugh in amusement.

"You just want me because I get you food." I also got up to get her the wraps.

"Also, because you have a big dick." The seriousness of her voice made me laugh even more.

"Well, thank you I guess." I handed her the meaty goodness before taking the tie and shirt off. "I'm going to shower, just leave at least one for me." There were at least 5 in there and I could chomp down 3 or 4 depending on how hungry I was.

She moaned but that had nothing to do with me.

"I feel like if you ever cheat on me, it's be with food." I narrowed my eyes, while I stood in front of her, just in Calvin Kline boxers. She just smiles and got back to her food. With a content sigh, I entered the bathroom. It looked good to see her eat, finally. I washed the day away in record speed before joining her in bed. She's managed to wash down one and a half before spreading herself on the bed like she was in a food coma.

I finished hers off before I started on my own. She got back to her sketch when she suddenly flipped to the page where the faces of people stared right through the page.

"Who are my parents?" She asked. With the tortilla wrap sticking out of my mouth. I didn't think about it before just pointing at the smiling faces near the middle of the page. "Get on your laptop, type in Sofia and Alberto Catalan."

She sat there for a while, looking at the faces before moving into action. When she brought up the images on google, the first picture was the one I remembered. Pregnant Sofia and Alberto. She started to pull up articles about the fire.

"The FBI report said that they found 100s of shell casings. The fire was just a forensic countermeasure. I just don't understand..." I trailed off.

"... Why I'm still alive?" She finished.

"Do you have no memory of them?" She shook her head at my question. "That's okay." I rubbed her back.

"I didn't want you near me because I feel like everyone around my dies." She sounded so sad, it tugged at the strings on my chest.

I finally realised why I didn't stay in touch with the Dixon family. It was because I always felt like I was tainted. I didn't want them to get hurt like my parents did and some part of me didn't want to taint them either. But Elena, I don't know why I wasn't scared.

"With you, I think we cancel each other's bad luck out." I suggested. She cocked her head before thinking it through.

"I guess you're right." She sighed. "I can't believe I didn't even remember my damn name." She berated herself when it wasn't her fault at all.

"When I was captured with my team mates and then rescued, one of them didn't even remember a single thing that happened to him afterwards." When she looked confused I carried on. "We all needed surgery from broken bones, infections and all other kind of stuff so when he was put under for the surgery, he, for some reason, went into coma and when he finally woke up three months later, he literally didn't remember anything.

"When the psychiatrist, the one I had, she tried to unblock it, he lost it. He had to be restrained. He's fine now but she suggested that it's better that he doesn't remember. Sometimes, kids with that sort of trauma might split the brain into different personalities. To cope, so instead he blocked it out." I recited what she gave us the reason to why he was being discharged.

"Was this at your last mission?" She absorbed all my words. I finally finished my food before turning towards her.

"No, the last was in Russia, that one was Libya. It was two years before Russia, so that was nearly four years ago, maybe a bit more." I tried to think.

"Do you miss them? Your friends?" Putting the laptop down, she shifted her attention to

My stomach dropped. How did one answer to that question? How can I tell her that even though I missed them, I was glad they were dead?

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