Tangled Obsession

Chapter 8: 8) In search!

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"Oh my god... Where is the necklace..."

She said in panic and started looking for it.

Florina checked her bed, her bathroom and her whole apartment but she didn't find it. She was on the verge of crying now. She has risked her life for that, she can't loose it now.

"Where is it?..."

She ran her fingers through her hair.

Suddenly she remembered last night, sebestian and Vincenzo.

She checked her phone and went through her selfies of last night and she saw that necklace. It was there last night.

"Oh my god did I drop it there..."

Her mouth hung open.

Florina grabbed her purse and ran out of her room booking a cab to the club. She reached to the club and demanded to meet the manager.

"Please sir... That necklace is very important to me. My life depends on that."

She pleaded the manager.

"I have already told you miss... We didn't found anything like that. But if you want we can check the cctv footage..."

He suggested.

"Yes please..."

She said with a little hope.

They checked the footage of last night. When she was standing outside the washroom the necklace was around her neck. The manager didn't agree to show her the footage of the room where she met sebestian and she understood why. Showing mafia's personal meetings footage to outsider would probably cost him his life.

quite surprised when she couldn't see Vincenzo anywhere. All the footage was already erased where

she saw

miss... We would have find it if you had dropped it somewhere here but we can't do anything if someone has stolen it... I

The manager apologized.

you for your

trying her hard to not cry in front

Have a good

and walked outside

was quite nasty, I could have dropped it there

the same driver from last night. She asked him if he know where

and

do you know his

She asked curiously.

for last 25 years. I know every inch of this

and she nodded impressed.

few minutes away from the villa and told her to walk from there and be

metal gates which had VR carved on it with big golden initials. The area in which his mansion was built

when she saw an armed men patrolling

let me

the guards to let her in

"Guarda cosa abbiamo qui..."

we have

laughed looking at

about to run but that man banged her head against the tree trunk

**

churned at the site. She was tied to a chair in the middle of

with the

the mocking voice of

send you... For whom you are

his thick Italian accent.

She whispered in pain.

am not... I was

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