#Chapter72 Epilogue

1 Year Later

Moscow, Russia

"We all are bound somewhere with someone. The more we try to go away the more we find ourselves entangled with our own needs."

"You should be a writer instead of a mafia," Nicolas spoke while looking at Myra.

"And you should be a romantic lover boy instead of an asshole," Myra replied.

"It hurts. Oops." Nicolas faked an expression of pain while speaking.

"Shut up man."

"Get your ass up girl. We are heading to Sicily. It's your brother's anniversary after all." Nicolas laughed while speaking.

They were having breakfast and the word fight always happens at the breakfast table only. For...