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Third Person POV

Getting dressed, Marco quietly walked up to Lizzy's door, lightly knocking, he quietly opened the door, seeing her fast asleep, he silently shut the door and made his way out, getting in the car driving off........

Reaching his location, getting out the car, he's greeted by a man slightly younger than him, "è arrivato il prodotto?" (has the product arrived?) he asks, "si, ma i russi vorrebbero vederti, loro qui." (yes, but the Russians would like to see you, they here.) nodding his head he made his way inside, walking in his office he finds the two men sitting on the two chairs, "gentlemen" he greets, walking over taking a seat in front of them. "What can I do for you?"........

Liz POV

Waking up this morning I thought it would be a good day, but I guess I was wrong. I've been walking the streets of New York looking for a job, nothing hopeful has come up, except the bookstore of course. I was just exhausted I want to go home, it's weird calling Marco's apartment "home", well I felt at home there more than I ever did when I was living with Miles. My phone ringing interrupts me from my thoughts, checking to see who it, "Hey", "Hey Liz are you home?" I hear Marco in panic, "no I'm like 5minutes away, why?", "will you please just rush there, it seems I left this green file on the couch and I need it for this meeting which starts in 25minutes, I really need it if I get it myself, with the traffic, it will take me 25minutes to just get there" he pleads, "uhm sure" hanging up I quickly make my way to the apartment, it was indeed on the couch rushing out the apartment, I catch a taxi ....

Quickly getting out, I paid the taxi man and rushed to the office building, getting in the elevator I waited impatiently checking the time. The elevator dinged and made my way out passing the receptionist who called out for me, Marco appeared rushing towards me, "Mr Wilson I trie-" the receptionist tried to explain but was cut off, "Thank you so much cara mio"  (my dear) he said grabbing the file from me, placing kisses on  both my hands, I stood there in shock, "Pleasure" I call out, sighing out I walk past the receptionist who's eyes were wide like she'd just seen a ghost, realizing everyone's eyes are now on me as I'm known as their COO's wife, quickly making my way I out I bump into someone, "watch where you going" he snarls, it's Miles. Whispering a quick "sorry" I feel my arm being snatched back, "What the fuck are you doing here?" He asks, furrow in his eyes, "none of your business, I definitely didn't come here for you" I snap, trying to walk away I'm snatched back again, this time with more furrow, "let me go Miles, as far as I remember we don't live together anymore and I definitely do not owe you an explanation, now let go before I scream" I whisper yell, all eyes were now on us, he quickly released my arm, rushing out, tears blurring my vision......