483 The Mission

Mimi was jittery with nerves knowing this was D-day. Nothing could go wrong, she told herself several times, but yet, she couldn’t help but get nervous. It would have been easier had it been she and Arianna on the mission but with Winters? Well, the girl was smart and there was a first time for everything.

Moreover, according to plans, she and Winters were to arrive at a different time to deceive Reina Spencer into thinking they were not together, merely a five minutes difference in their arrival to deduce it as a coincidence yet ensure that they both got the job.

“Come, let me hug you,” Victor said as soon as she was done preparing. He had woken up barely minutes after her and from the look of things, he was even more anxious than she was.

Mimi didn’t protest and wordlessly crept into the bed as he pulled her into his arms and they cuddled together. They stayed that way for a few minutes, enjoying this quiet intimacy before Mimi finally opened up,

“Chill, Victor, It’s just a mere babysitting job, not an execution,” She teased, and then turned in his arms so she was staring right at him.

“You heard the report, they’re horrible kids....” He dug his hand into her hair, admiring the length, “They could even cut your hair.”

Mimi laughed, “Those are just stories and you should know better than to trust rumors. You don’t have to worry, I’m going to be fine. It’s not like we are going to do something bad, except spy on Chloe’s whereabouts.” She shrugged as if it was nothing. Niklaus would only retaliate if they harmed their children, and they meant them no harm.

The both of them said nothing afterward and Victor drew her closer to his body than she could possibly get. Hugging her tighter, he inhaled her scent before murmuring,

“I wish we could stay this way forever, have kids, and grow old.” He subtly hinted that he plans to settle down with her. Not that Mimi was completely ignorant any more thanks to his mother’s unexpected visit.

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“Until then,” Mimi said and hope grew in Victor’s heart. She was considering their future together! He wanted to pump his fist in the sky in celebration at that moment yet he settled with cuddling her, it was far better anyway.

Thanks to Victor petting her, Mimi unintentionally slept off again and woke up barely an hour before her departure.

“Fuck!” Mimi cursed as she pushed Victor off her body and scurried off the bed. Getting to Niklaus’ place from here would take her about forty-five minutes and she hasn’t even considered traffic, nor has she gone over the plans with Marcel. Damn it, She should have known than to get into Victor’s arms!

“Mimi, wait -!”

However, Mimi had already run out of the room and to the living room where she knew Marcel would be waiting for her. However, when she arrived there, it was only Winters that was present, Arianna and Marcel were nowhere to be found.

“You’re late,” Winters pointed out without even looking at her and though she sounded cool, there was an edge to her voice. She was irritated with her lateness; the girl was strict with time.

“I’m sorry, I got sidetracked,” Mimi apologized, coming to sit beside her. She discovered that Winters was dressed formally in her pink pencil skirt and blouse and she had to admit, Winters looked cute and less intimidating – not that she would tell her that.

This was the first time Mimi was seeing Winters wear a skirt, the girl always wore pants, not to mention color pink. It seemed as if she was staring at a different person.

“Of course, you got sidetracked,” Winters snorted, rolling her eyes as she got an idea of what Mimi was up to even though she did nothing but cuddle.

Mimi would have retorted, but guilt gnawed at her instead. Winters took this mission seriously to the point that she even dressed up in colors she detested, however, she had wasted time sleeping in Victor’s arms.

Hence, she didn’t say anything, waiting for Marcel to arrive and as if Mimi conjured him out of her imagination, he appeared almost immediately.

“I’m sorry, I’m late,” Marcel apologized, stepping into the living room.

“Of course, you got sidetracked as well.” Winters didn’t spare him either.

“Your jealousy would get you no way, Winters. It’s high time you got laid,” Marcel told her, “Just say the word and I would line up my best men for you to make your pick.”

Winter’s jaw dropped, but only for a minute and she answered , “Thank you, but I don’t need a possessive male breathing down on my neck.” She had no plans of settling down on Marcel’s turf and laying with one of his men would only ruin that plan.

Arianna couldn’t do much without Marcel monitoring her movement, Winters didn’t want the same fate. Most gang members – not all – were violent and possessive. Imagine dating a gang member and he refuses to break up with her even when she gets tired of the relationship? Winters didn’t want such a thing.

She plans to date an ordinary guy and if he’s really worth it, Winters would give up her occupation – or hide it – and try being normal for once. And maybe, just maybe, if they work out, Winters plans to settle down with him and have lots of children. She would not marry into a rich family and avoid making the same mistake her mother did. Winters didn’t need money, she had it already, even if she doesn’t show it. All she wanted now was love.

“Possessive men care the most,” Marcel said with a triumphed smirk on his face.

“Or maybe they are simply insecure and are afraid of losing the woman they love?” She retorted, arching a brow at Marcel.

Marcel was just about to rise to the challenge when Mimi interrupted him knowing Marcel would never back down from a challenge like that, there was already that hungry urge to win in his eyes. He was an alpha through and through.

“Are we leaving or what?”