[Sixty-Three]

|Chapter 63|

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𝗖𝗼𝗻𝗰𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗶𝘁𝘆

𝖧𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗒 𝗈𝗋 𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗇

1 week later

"Don't leave," I pout. He's cleaning up his beard near the vanity and I squeezed myself between the counter and him so I can somehow persuade him to stay with me.

"Love, can I shave without you up under me?" He asks.

"Nope, because I know you don't want me to move."

He chuckles, "Baby, I am not staying."

"But I'm going to miss you," I wrap my arms around his torso.

"And I will miss you more."

"Can you at least give me some work to do?"

"Nope."

"Seb, I'm your partner and you take my work away from me like you're my boss."

"You don't need extra stress right now."

"Baby, stop worrying about me. We agreed to keep our professional and private relationship separate."

He looks at me confused, "Love, I'm never going to stop worrying about you because you're my number one priority. And as your boss/partner I'm concerned."

"If I'm your number one priority, would you stay home if I say I felt sick?" I bite my lip innocently.

He looks down at me for a second then back into the mirror without saying another word.

"Seb," I whine.

"Yes, my love?"

"I want attention."

"Give me a few minutes, baby."

I lay my head on his chest and wait patiently until he's done.

"I have an hour before I have to leave. Now tell me why you're so clingy all of a sudden." He swiftly lifts me into his arms and I wrap my arms around his neck.

"Because your amazing and I love you," I smile.

"Did I do something?" he asks worriedly.

"The only thing you did, Seb, was be you and I love you for that," I tell him and kiss him on the cheek. "I'm using that in my vows."

He blushes, "Please don't say soft stuff like this at our wedding. I refuse to look soft in front of my guys."

"Baby, you blush when I tell you 'I love you,' so there is no way to avoid that."

He carries me to the bed, so I can lie down and he gets in beside me. I wrap the covers around us, smiling.

"Elara, I don't need to fall asleep."

"I won't let you," I peck his lips.

His hands move down to my butt and linger there as he speaks. "What are your plans for today?"

"Whatever Leona wants to do. Maybe I can convince her to watch WandaVision with me."

"Without me?" he asks offended.

"Yup, you have to leave, don't you?"

"Why do you want me to stay so bad?"

"I just want to be near you."

He sighs, "I'll leave work early then."

"Just for me?" I grin widely.

"Yes," he chuckles. "For you."

"Also, are we going back home?" I question.

"To New York?"

"No, dummy," I roll my eyes. "Here, in Romania."

"It's not safe there, love."

"I understand but I loved the privacy and personal space. I can't even cook dinner without feeling out of place," I say sadly.

"How about we make dinner for everyone tonight?"

"Together?" I ask.

"You don't want me to cook with you?"

"No, I do," I kiss his soft lips and look into his eyes.

His hand moves up to my face and he asks, "Are you going to be ok without me today?"

I bite my lip, "Maybe."

"I can tell my mom to take Leona out so, you can be alone."

"Seb, I don't want to be alone. I 100% want them around, but I feel safer with you," I snuggle into his embrace.

"Okay," he places a lingering kiss on my forehead. "I understand, baby. Give me 3 hours. Is that better?"

"Mhm."

"Elara, I can't read your mind all the time," he says softly.

"I know," I mumble.

"I need you to talk to me baby and tell me exactly how you feel," he moves us so that I am now on top of him. I know he's serious but he looks so delicious right now.

"Baby, stop looking at me like that."

"I don't want to talk about how I feel," I pout.

"And why is that?" he asks genuinely as he massages my butt.

"I don't know," I mumble. "I want to, but it's hard, baby."

"I know, love, but I don't want you to get used to not telling me how you feel and eventually shutting me out."

"I don't feel safe without you near me. Even when you go to the bathroom I'm cautious. And that sounds so pathetic because I'm a grown woman."

"I'm s-," I shush him before he could speak.

"Don't apologize, Seb. I love you and I'm not blaming you," I lean and kiss both of his cheeks.

"Come to work with me."

"Baby, I don't have to."

"I would love for you to be there if it makes you feel safe."

"Am I not a distraction."

He smirks, "In this work environment, a distraction is good. I'm not really grounded when I'm away from you so, it would be perfect."

"I'm happy to go, but now I've got to get ready now." Ugh.

"Can I choose your outfit?" he asks eagerly.

"Nope, you're going to dress me in something unappealing."

"Baby, you look gorgeous in everything. I just prefer that you wear something that covers certain places."

"I will choose my outfit but I will keep your suggestion in mind." I peck his lips and leave the bedroom. "Give me 15 minutes and I'll be out."

"I'll be on a call then."

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After putting on an outfit and applying a bit of makeup, I walk into the bedroom to see Seb knocked out on the bed.

"Baby," I kiss his lips. "Wake up."

He slowly opens his eyes and he looks at me tiredly, "Hi beautiful."

"Hey handsome," I smile and kiss his cheek. "I'm ready."

He lets out a groan as he stretches, "You have everything you need?"

"Do I need my laptop?"

"You can use mine."

"Ok, let me say goodbye to Leona."

"Alright, I'll be in the car," he kisses my forehead and walks out the door. I watch as he walks down the hall and damn, my man's walk is so sexy.

I walk down the hall to Leona's room, which I discovered this week. Cracking the door open, she's sitting on her little love seat, reading a book.

"Good morning Leona," I say lowly.

She looks up, smiling, "Lara!" Then her smile turns into a frown.

"What's wrong sweetheart?"

"I have bad news."

"You can tell me."

"I won't be able to spend the day with you but I promise I'll spend time with you another day!"

"It's okay, Leona. I'm going to work with Emilian today."

She glares at me and folds her arm, "So you were going to leave me too?"

"We can make it up to each other. Ok?"

"Mhm," she hugs me and I hug her back.

"Okay, I have to go. Seb is waiting."

"Okay, bye!" she waves. Then I blow her a kiss and wave as well.

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"You work in a warehouse, baby?" I ask him. We pull up in front of a giant building that is mostly surrounded by water, and there's a pretty nice view.

"Mhm," he helps me out and closes the door.

"Why a warehouse?"

"A lot of space, easy to maintain, and somewhat secluded."

"I like it. It's quiet and beautiful out here."

He wraps his arms around me, "A beautiful view indeed, love."

"Will you take a selfie with me? I need a new wallpaper," I plead.

"Sure."

"Will you hold the phone?"

"Sure, but what do I press?"

I giggle, "Baby, you're such a boomer."

"I only know how to use my phone and I don't need to take pictures."

"Ok, but I can't reach your height, so you'll have to put your chin on my shoulder."

He leans down, kissing my neck, and mumbles, "Take the picture."

I hold the camera at an angle and smile, snapping the photo. "Baby, you look good."

"Thank you, love. Let's go inside." He takes my hand and leads the way. "I want you to stay in front of me."

"Whatever you want, Mr. Moldovan."

"Also, I might take my gun out at some point because almost every day someone upsets me."

"No guns around me please."

"You're already making rules and we're not inside yet?" he chuckles.

"I said what I said Emilian."

"Alright, baby. I understand."

When we arrive at the entrance, there's another fingerprint scanner and he takes out his key card to swipe.

"Can I do it?"

"Mhm." Yay!

When the door opens, a small room comes into view. It's a cute little waiting room with white chairs and a single desk where a woman is standing behind it.

"Buna dimineata!"

"Good morning. English please," Emilian says.

"No problem Sir. You have two new packages."

"From?" he asks while signing a paper.

"Sebastian and the other is anonymous."

"Give me the one from Sebastian and give the other to Lucian."

"There you go Sir," she hands him a box.

"When will Lucian be in?"

"This evening."

"Noted Sir, and good morning Mrs. Moldovan?" I notice she reads that from the clipboard.

I smile, "Yes, good morning to you too."

"Alright, I'll see you later Mrs. Aldea." Hmm, she's married.

He swipes again and the door opens to a hallway with many labeled doors. As we walk along the hall, I read labels like, 'Training', 'Tech', 'Transport', 'Cafeteria', and multiple private offices.

At the end of the hall, there is an elevator with 3 buttons: Floor 2, Floor 1, and Basement.

"Why does everything look..."

"Professional? Legal?"

"Yeah," we step into the elevator.

"This is the legit business with slightly illegal activities. I couldn't take you to the other one, baby. I'm worse there."

"Well, what do you do here?"

"Export guns, test guns, gun training, and basically everything with guns. We also have all our meetings here."

"Where's everyone?"

"In the meeting room and I'm late to that meeting."

"Because of me?"

"Nope, I just like to be late," he responds as he types on his phone.

"Can I come?"

"Nope."

"Why?"

"Too many men and I guarantee my gun is getting pointed at someone today."

"Fair enough."

The elevator opens and he shows me to the furthest door away from the elevator.

"Welcome to one of my offices, baby."

"Seb, I'm absolutely obsessed with this office," I admire the simple and contemporary office space.

"Really?"

"I love my office now but I wish I could have this."

"You can."

"No, I'd rather this in our new home."

"Noted."

I walk behind the desk and say, "Are you sure this is your office?"

"Yup, but I didn't design it."

"Who did? They have good taste."

"My assistant, Zabrina."

"Where is she?" I ask curiously.

"I gave her the day off."

"But I would like to meet everyone you work with," I smile.

"Baby, stop," he pulls me close to him. He kisses me and tells me, "She's married."

I fold my arms, "Well, that doesn't stop most people."

He chuckles, "Yeah, ok love." He unfolds my arms and asks, "You remember my password right?"

"Mhm."

"Are you going to be ok in here alone?"

"Yes, Seb. Now go to your meeting."

"Alright, I love you."

"I love you too and please do not point your gun at anyone."

"But-," I cut him off.

"Emilian," I say seriously.

"Fine, I'll try." he huffs and walks out slamming the door.

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