I dismissed her with a basic excuse of having much work to do and didn't have time to fuck her senseless like she wished for me to do. She had tried to change my mind, brushing her large breasts against my chest and raking her long nails seductively across my face, but I simply wasn't in the mood. To conclude, she ended up giving up with her fight, disappointed and pissed. It didn't matter to me, in all honesty. It was like she sometimes forgot I was practically using her and was forced to marry her. It could have very easily been someone else - she was just fit and willing for the role.

Rolling my eyes, I had strode up the stairs, determined to get my hands on some information that was much needed. I had entered my room, locked the door behind me and dialled in his number. 

Jasper Hall, was another one of my workers. Unlike my other workers, I kept him around more closely, mostly because I needed him frequently. He did my company's spying, background checks and carried out any fishy investigations needed to be done. I didn't need spying or a fishy investigation to be looked at, but I did need a background check.

"Accardi, my man, how can I help?" He questioned the very second he picked up.

"Jasper, I need you to do a background check." I told him, anxiously taking a seat on the edge of my bed and trying to control my foot which was uncontrollably tapping against the ground.

"Of course. On who?"

Licking my lips, I tried not to choke on the name I hadn't had the pleasure to say for years. "Nina Marie."

"I'll get right on it, Sir." He responded, voice firm. 

"Please do it quickly. I need it now." I could hear the own desperation in my voice, but knew Jasper wouldn't dare question me.

"I'm on it." He reassured before hanging up. I carelessly threw my phone over my shoulder, sighing deeply as I glanced around my bedroom, trying to think of anything but her, but that was of course a horrible failure.

Her beautiful face flashed across my mind. Even upset, shocked, hurt and angry - she still looked like a harmless, innocent flower. Beautiful was the only word to summaries her. When I had last seen her, at the age of fifteen, a teenage girl developing into a young woman, she still had the same soft beauty that had me completely captivated. That beauty had only matured and she grown to become a stunning woman.

Her blue eyes still held the same glint. Her pink lips were still full, heck even fuller than before. All her features had matured yet remained soft in a feminine manner. Her thick brown curls were slightly longer much like her eyelashes. And her body, God... I had only had a small glance at the covered treasure, but it was simply something every man in the world would long to hold.

Shaking the thoughts out of my mind, I heard my phone vibrate and immediately went to pick it up. When I found the file document he had managed to make in a couple of minutes, I instantly went to open it and inhaled a deep breath, preparing myself to find out what I didn't know about Nina Marie.

My laces.

The document started off listing her full name, ethnicity, family background, age, place of birth and all the basic things I wondered how he could get a hold of. But Jasper had his way, like hacking into the government's data base. As I scrolled down further, I came across her childhood background, which I was already aware of. It was only when I crossed the information at the age of eighteen, I found myself pausing to read in interest.

As expected, she graduated high-school with a GPA of 4.6 that was what I knew my Nina would achieve. As I read on, I expected to find a section about the college she attended and what degree she had, but instead found myself reading something completely different. Something so far from what I would have ever thought.

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