Leonid was the first to wake up the next morning. Amelia’s hand was clasped around his, and she was sleeping soundly as Leonid stared at her. He tried to pull his hand away from her, but her fingers only tightened around his. He was feeling a lot better than he had felt the previous day. He kissed her forehead, slowly removed his hands from hers, and got out of bed. He pulled the blankets over her and headed to the bathroom. After freshening up, he headed downstairs. Since Amelia was still sleeping, he had to cook before she woke up. However, when he got downstairs, He found Satan and Saint setting the food on the table, and the maids were helping too. Viktor, on the other hand, was in his usual spot, reading a book. “Good morning, boss.” They all chorused except Viktor. Leonid returned their greetings and walked to the dining room to meet Viktor. He took the book from Viktor and glanced at the title; it was different from the one that Viktor had been reading previously. “Why are y

Viktor hopped into the car, and Amelia and Leonid were sitting behind him. The other men were taking a different car. Viktor's phone buzzed; he glanced at it. It was a message from Michelle. “She texted the contact information of her boyfriend.” He said this as he peered at Leonid through the rear view mirror. “I wonder why he chose to be anonymous. It isn’t so bad to show your face to your girlfriend.” “Perhaps he was shy,” Amelia replied. “They are going to meet today.” “Right,” Leonid muttered. “Their meetings might be too awkward, and I hope we pick up the right guy.” “I will give him a call when we get there.” Viktor responded. “The Christmas dinner party better go as planned.” “I hope so.” Amelia said. “Since Michelle invited Ace over, how many guests do you think would be attending?” "Twenty, I guess. It is a small dinner party after all.” Viktor answered. “We are seven attending the dinner party at Vanderbilt’s,” Leonid said. “That’s right, and I think we would be more

Jonas walked towards the table where the rest were sitting. Leonid took one glance at him and looked away. Amelia was saying something to Satan, and Satan was nodding in response.Michelle took her seat next to Jonas.“I didn’t think you would come, boss,” Michelle muttered. “Selena also sent us an invite.”“We had to turn that one down to be here,” Amelia replied.Amelia glanced at Black, who was looking at Amelia with focused attention. She shifted uncomfortably and wondered why Black was staring at her like that.“Millie, could you tell your sister to stop looking at me?” Amelia requested. “It’s really creepy.”“I forgot to mention it; Black is bisexual and she loves both genders, and if she stares at you, you are really pretty,” Michelle responded.“I am married, and I am straight,” Amelia announced at Black’s hearing. “So don’t check me out.”Viktor appeared in front of the door. “Why do I always get forgotten? I was standing right outside, and you all couldn’t call me.”“How was

“Hey Viktor, good morning.’’ Amelia greeted him as she sat next to him. “Do you have an idea where Satan is?”Viktor glanced at her. "Good morning, Sil. Satan is in his room.”Amelia sighed, the sound echoing through the room. A mixture of frustration and exhaustion was evident in the way she slumped into the chair. “He has a room, and I never let him use it; does he even sleep?”Viktor shrugged. “He does, but he can be a night owl sometimes.”“I should let him have more rest; why don’t you help me in the kitchen? Let’s prepare breakfast."“The maids already cooked; you woke up later than usual, sir."“I don’t have to wake up early.” She muttered. “I am on vacation, and I am not going to the office.”“Okay, the maid’s were setting the table when I last saw them.”“I wonder if I lost that necklace.” Amelia said as she placed her hand on her chest. “I can’t find the other necklace; did you see it with Leonid?”Viktor shook his head. “You can ask him yourself."Viktor's jaw flexed; he wa

Reaper and Anger arrived in front of the coffee shop. They had no idea where to begin looking for Ace. If Jonas had killed him, he would have probably hid the body somewhere, and there should have been news about a man who died. There is nothing new about Ace."Let's get ourselves some coffee." Anger muttered. "If we can start a discussion with the workers, We can find out if they have since Ace.""We don't even know what he looked like." Reaper replied. "There are a lot of people trooping out of this coffee shop.""We will have to try; come on." Anger urged.They walked into the coffee shop, and Reaper walked over to the worker. He picked up a car next to the table and ordered the type of coffee he wanted. He smiled at the teenage boy who was making his coffee."Did you see any guy who kind of looks rich with an innocent look on his face?" Reaper asked.The boy shook his head. "No sir."Anger grabbed a chair and took his seat next to Reaper. "You didn't see him? He was waiting for us