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

almost cried when she saw her neck empty.

would have find it if you had dropped it somewhere

The manager apologized.

you for your

to not cry in front of

duty... Have a good

and walked

bumped into him was quite nasty, I could have dropped it

driver from last night. She asked him if he know where Vincenzo lives and to

and she got

do you know

She asked curiously.

car for last 25 years. I know every

she

away from the villa and told her to walk from there and be safe. She

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

behind a tree when she saw an

let

or ask the guards to let her in when someone tapped on her shoulder. She gasped and turned around only to see a

"Guarda cosa abbiamo qui..."

what we

looking at his

but that man banged her head against the tree trunk

**

a chair in the middle of the room. The concrete walls had many

the nap, bella..."

the mocking voice of the same man who hit

you... For whom you

inquired in his

She whispered in pain.

am not... I

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