Troublemaker

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Mikhail's pov:

I am sitting in my SUV in front of a park. You know why? Because that brown beauty chose to give me huge ass lectures after my actions and then she decided to leave. I was silently watching her leaving from there and didn't made any efforts to stop her because that was not needed.

I called my men and ordered them to follow her wherever she go without her knowing. After that I called one of my employee to pick up the files from the floor and follow me inside the building.

I entered inside the building and the employees started to greet me but I can clearly see. I can see the emotions in their eyes lust, jealousy, envy, fear, blank and even anger. No one was happy to see me here because of my behavior. My cold behavior and rudeness makes them want to run away from me and resign from the company but they payment stops them.

I feed enough money to them, they are being paid for every single second they spend inside this company and these greedy people can't resign and leave so much money behind.

Fucking pathetic!

Suddenly my phone rang and I saw it was one of my spy I assigned in the rivalry mafia of mine. There are so many of them but the most hated of them the Spanish mafia was needed to be watched and I did. I sent some of my men and they skillfully disguised themselves hiding themselves among the men of the Spanish mafia.

They always tries to create trouble in the shipments and dealings and tries to play dirty but I'm more dirty of them but I don't do human trafficking.

"Лучше быть чертовски важным." I barked in my phone because I'm not interested in unnecessary talks.
(Translation: It's better be fucking important.)

"Да, босс, я узнаю, что испанская мафия послала девушку собрать всю информацию о бизнесе и сделках." he said in one breath.
(Translation: Yes boss I get to know that the Spanish mafia had sent a girl to collect all the information about the business and dealings.)

"Что-нибудь еще?" I asked.
(Translation: Anything else?)

"Нет." he denied.
(Translation: No.)

"Держи меня в курсе." I kept the conversation short and hung up the phone.
(Translation: Keep me updated.)

A fucking girl in my territory?!

That bitch will die soon.

I tried to remember every suspicious girl by rewinding and replaying my memory like a tap recorder.

Is she that Rooh Sharma?

But if she is the spy then why did she leave from here? She should have been stuck with me? Oh fuck! I took her to the mansion without doing any background check on her. I was such a fool. What was I even thinking when I took her to my mansion without any queries?

But I already ordered my men to run a background check on her immediately after I saved her and also told them to search for that apartment which she was mentioning to me. And then the only thing clicked to my mind.

We should keep or friends close and our enemies...?

More closer.

And then I immediately left the building and asked my men of her location and reached there immediately. Yes, till evening I'm watching her like a stalker. She was doing nothing but sitting on a swing alone. She was lost in God knows what that and crying occasionally.

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