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I'm really, really sorry for the long time to update, my life has been hectic. I hope you enjoy it.

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It was a big room, with two single beds. A great view over the big city, the sun was shining through his pale blue room. He got near a table and sat in the chair. He would wait patiently for her, she would come to him.

The day after, Michael woke up early than usual. He still had to call Lilly. She would start to call his cell phone once she called his place and he didn't answer she'd start getting worried.

He called the reception and asked to make a call to the outside of the hotel. The receptionist asked for the number he wanted to dial, dialled it and then passed the phone call to him.

His room was a specie of a square linked to half of a circle in one of it's sides, to where both beds were turned at, consenting him to take pleasure in watching the sight of the city. "Hello?" Lilly said from the other line.

"Hey Lil, it's Michael."

"Michael, where are you? I was trying to reach you at home and you weren't answering…"

"Maybe," he interrupted her, "that's because I'm not home. I had to do a little business trip that wasn't really expected, nothing to worry about. I'll be home as soon as possible, don't worry."

"Oh but where are you?"

"I'll have to talk to you later, sorry Lil, bye."

"Wait…" He hung up on her, he wouldn't involve her in any way.

Now he just had to get prepared for meeting Amelia Renaldo for real. Their little meeting out on the street couldn't be counted as a real thing. She was so pretty… too bad he had to end her life.

He'd miraculously show up under her nose that night, no matter where he had to go, and for that he had to take a shower and choose something to wear.

He dressed a white shirt and jeans, put on some shoes and cologne. Michael put on his black leather jacket and was ready to go out right after collecting his keys, his wallet and his cell.

He got out of his room, giving a last look at it before leaving to check how everything was placed, closed the door, locked it up and directed towards the elevator. Once it got to his floor he got in and pressed the button that would take him to the lobby. When the elevator stopped he got out and went to one of the Plaza's restaurants, he was sure he'd find Amelia having a nice meal inside one of it. She was in The Oak Room with her grandmother and her father from what he'd found in his research.

"Good evening sir," a waitress greeted him, "where would you like to be seated?"

"Good evening, I have no preference." He stated.

"You're waiting for someone or should it be a table for one?"

"It's just me."

"Follow me please." The waitress moved along the tables in a not too quick step so that he couldn't keep up to her but quick enough to give him space to appreciate the room. The room was decorated in a salmon colour in a very light tone and olive green. The chandelier seemed to have cost thousands of dollars, and the big chairs gave the room a classy look. "If you'd like, you could use this table."

"Thank you." He took off his jacket and sat down while the lady who had received him got back to her position next to the door. He opened the menu flowing his eyes through it but keeping Amelia in his vision. He noticed not too far from the royal's table three man all dressed in black having dinner themselves, their personal security. He chose his dish and called the waiter.

"Good night sir, what can I get you?"

"I'd like a mineral water and grilled cheese for starters and the salmon, please."

"Right away sir."

When his food came Amelia was finishing her dinner, by the time he finished eating he ordered another mineral water and asked the waiter to add his bill to his room bill. All he had to do was to wait for her to get up along with her security guard and then follow them.

Half an hour later she and her family got up as well as their bodyguards. He followed them to the entrance where Amelia stood all by herself in a sofa, with her bodyguard not very far away, right after saying goodnight to her grandmother and her father. As he figured, she was going somewhere.

She was wearing a green dress with no sleeves that ended right above her knees and on top she was wearing a black coat that matched her high heels, also black. She hold a very pretty look but it seemed like she was unaware of it. Her blackberry rang twice before she picked it up.

"Hey Anne," she paused a little, "yes I'm ready too, are you meeting us here or should we go there already? Okay, bye." She hung up and then got up grabbing her purse. She was heading to the door when someone grabbed her arm.

"Hey Amelia" he said.

"Oh hey Francesco, how are you?" He pecked her on the cheek.

Michael had to wait, he couldn't go forward in here.

"Just fine dear, so where were you heading?"

"Oh, you remember Anne? My friend from New York?" He nodded in reply, "well, she's meeting me at a club." Francesco, who was good looking but had a weird decision about shoes, grabbed her hand and started rubbing it with his own.

"You beautiful ladies shouldn't go on your own to a club in plain New York city. I feel obligated to escort you two." He said grinning.

"Oh why thank you," she had a weird smile on her lips that simply made them very attractive to Michael, "but there's no need Francesco, you know I have my own number of securities my father doesn't dispense."

"I insist," he offered yet again.

"Well, if you insist. I was leaving right now."

"Ladies first," he said, causing much to his pleasure a smile on her lips.

They left the building with Amelia's bodyguard right behind them. After they passed through the door Michael followed them complaining about the fact the he now had a man between him and his objective for tonight, Amelia. He would deal with him, just as he ever did with everything that was in his way. A man in love or just simply in some kind of needs wasn't going to keep him from doing his job.

The three of them got in the limo, Amelia and Francesco at the back and the bodyguard next to the limo driver. Michael asked for his car to the man right outside the building and when they brought it over he got in and followed the only limo in sight, but no-one on the inside noticed the person that was following them.

Hope you enjoyed it,

Di-Pekka