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He had the same dark eyes and dark wavy hair. Was this Umberto? They resemble greatly except he was a bit shorter. The outline of a gun visible under his vest.
"Thanks" sliding into the back seat nervously, a sliver Mac pro laptop and Samsung S7 cellphone nestled on the seat next to me. I guess these are my things resting them on my lap wanting to put as much distance as I can between me and the armed stranger.
I gaze out the window at the prefect blue sky stretched across the horizon wishing I was over weight, ugly and old really old with wrinkles probably then he wouldn't marry me nobody would.
"There is no reason to fear me Emily."
I jumped at the sound of my name rolling of his lips. I had never seen eyes so dark before, except when I look at Nickolai but he was different. I always get lost in those dark pools, drowning gasping for air. These probably strike fear in the heart of his victims right before he kills them.
"I am not afraid of you, just cautious" sticking my chin out.
"How ironic. You are cautious around my presence but you are marrying my brother" he remarked bitterly.
"Umberto"
He laughed mildly cutting me off. The same deep, sinister rich laughter like Nickolai the only difference it wasn't alluring and sexy just frighting.