Lazar's POV.
He was back, with his terror.
I was ready for him to attack, it was his usual method.
But now things are different. Now I felt scared because there was someone I did not want caught up in this mess.
Behind me, Miriam was still lying on the couch, half-covered in a blanket, waiting.
Her milky skin was barely covered with the small blanket.
She had no idea her world was about to change.
“Who is it?” Miriam asked, her soothing calm voice piercing through my clouded thoughts.
“It's the wrong house baby.” I yelled back.
“What should we do, boss?” Ilya asked with a stern look on his face.
“Gather the men, make sure the other weaponries are safe and delivery goes as planned. I will be out in five.” I ordered.
With a nod, Ilya walked away.
This was it, as much as I did not want to admit it I would have to leave my warm pretty wife.
This was my life, a part I have to keep away from her so she does not have to be in danger.
I had a lot of enemies and if they knew about her identity it would be dangerous for her.
I have to look for a way to move her out of this apartment. The security was too weak here.
I closed the door behind me and took a few deep breaths before plastering a wide smile on my face.
Her eyes found mine and I almost felt the urge to forget that I told Ilya that I would be downstairs by five.
“So who was that?” She asked with a knowing smirk on her face.
“Wrong house baby, was asking for directions but as you know I know nowhere around here.” I answered, lying easily through my teeth.
I hated the fact that I was lying to her, but this is for her own good and also because I was selfish.
I know if she found out about my true identity she would not want to be with me. I was risking her life because of my selfishness.
“Hmmm are you sure it's not one of your lovers?” She asked with a mocking smirk on her lips.
I smiled and I slowly made my way to her. While she relaxed on the couch giving me a seductive look.
Damn, this woman will be the end of me, I thought to myself.
“Why would I need another woman when I have you, my lady?” I asked.
“I dunno, maybe I am not pretty enough.” She answered and I almost saw red because I could see behind those words was insecurity.
She was self conscious and I have every right to believe it's because of her past relationship.
Now that I think about it, I haven't dealt with William. He gave his bride to me. I am thankful for that, but he still has not paid me my debt.
And he clearly caused a lot of pain for my woman, he also has to pay for that. Her whole family has to pay for hurting her.
“You are the most beautiful person I have ever seen in this world.” I complimented, watching the way her eyes lit up with excitement.
“You mean it?” She asked, her lustful gaze long gone. Her eyes filled with her innocence and it took my breath away.
“Every thing I say, I mean it all baby.” I whispered gently pecking her lips but she seems to have other plans.
She wrapped her arms around my neck and deepened the kiss, catching me off guard.
“Baby …” I moaned into her lips.
“I want you Lazar… please.” She pleaded, staring into my eyes with those innocent doe eyes.
I almost lost my composure but I knew I had to go. As much as I would love to feel her warmth all over my body. I did not want to rush things with her and the faster I eliminate my uncle the better for all of us.
“Baby I have to go somewhere…. I promise when I get back I will ravish you and make sure you can't use your legs for days.” I whispered into her words gently nibbling her earlobes.
She immediately stiffened, pushed me off her body gently.
“Where are you going?” She asked.
“Well I spent half of the day with you and barely was at work so I have a job I just remembered I have to finish up before tomorrow.”
“Oh…okay.” She said looking disappointed.
“Wipe that look off your face mami, I will be back soon. Lock the door and don't open it for anyone other than me.” I warned.
“Okay.” She said her voice barely above a whisper.
I stood up, walked into the room and dressed up, putting the gun I had kept under my bed inside my pants and covering it up with my jacket.
I walked out to see her fully dressed, and her robe tired tightly around her waist.
I missed the sight of her milky skin.
I grabbed her waist and kissed her passionately.
“Stay safe baby girl.” I whispered, my lips gently brushing hers.
“You too.”
I took in a deep breath, her scent filling my senses. And with one last look at her beautiful face, I pecked her forehead and walked to the door.
“Lock it.” I said with a stern look.
“I will, now stop being so over protective like I am going to disappear or something, and get to work.” She replied with a smile on her face, but she had no idea how her words affected me.
The thought of someone taking her away from me made me furious. I can't even let that happen.
“Sleep tight angel.” I said and watched as she closed the door. Once I heard the soft click of the door I walked to the elevator.
The townsmen in charge of watching her went up toward her apartment.
“Make sure nothing happened to her.” I ordered.
“Yes sir.” They responded.
“We have to go sir, we got news that your uncle was spotted at the West road.” Ilya relayed.
“How true is this information?” I asked.
“There is evidence backing it up.” He replied, handing me his phone with a photo of my uncle getting into a black limo.
He has been hiding for years, I knew it was only a matter of time before he strikes back.
He was back now but why? What was his game plan?
“Get the men, it seems like it is about time we went hunting.” I said, adrenaline pumping through my veins as I got into the car.
I looked up to see Miriam's lights were turned off.
“Don't worry boss, nothing will happen to her. I assigned over fifteen men to look after her.” Ilya said, obviously reading my thoughts.
I had a very few people I cared about and Miriam was top of that list.
I don't know what I would do if anything happens to her.
Lazar's POV I stared at the screen longer than I should have, my grip tightening around the phone while my brain was working ten times more than usual as I tried to think of who could be behind this?Who could be so bold as to threaten me?The picture of Miriam standing at the front of the same office building I dropped her off this morning, looking carefree with a big smile on her face. The kind of smile that softens everything inside me, the kind of smile I selfishly want only for myself.But what bothered me the most was knowing that someone was following her and possibly stalking her and I had no idea. This person could be close to Miriam, someone she knew and someone bold enough and connected to be able to get my number and send it to me with just one one word attached: beautiful.It was clear this stranger was mocking me and I was furious.It was taking every single ounce of patience in me not to explode.But beside the anger I felt a strange feeling blooming in my chest…..fe
Miriam's POV I was still shaken when I stepped into the office. My father’s words echoed in my mind like a mantra.The fact that I wanted his words to be true. I truly forgot a second thought he meant those words. For a second I wished he cared enough about me but like always. I was just a pawn on his sick game.I was down being played.I pulled out my chair at my desk, trying to appear composed while flashing smiles to my coworkers as they greeted me.My fingers brushed the stack of files waiting for me to attend to them, as I took several deep breaths to calm my nerves and keep my composure.“Miriam, are you okay? You look… pale.” Clara asked as she walked over, her brows knitting with concern. I forced a smile, one I hoped didn’t look as brittle as it felt. “I am fine, Clara.” She tilts her head, unconvinced, sometimes I wonder why she chose to be a designer, she should have been an investigator or detective. She was very observant and good at reading people's emotions and I ser
Lazar's POVI was in a good mood. It was a rare occurrence but with the way my relationship with Miriam was growing along with how good business was this days I could say I deserved to be in a good mood.It was a good morning as well, I could still remember the soft feeling Miriam's lips on mine. My lips tingle every time I think about it.Plus my new weapons shipment arrived without a single hiccup, and the files in front of me were clean, the numbers adding up, signatures were in order, everything felt so perfect so perfect it was almost like there was a storm brewing in the distance.But given this kind of job, a storm is blind to come sooner or later. So I guess I can just reel in this peaceful moment and enjoy it while it lasts.Rodsov walks into my office with his signature three best knocks to announce his presence.He had a knowing smirk on his face. I was sure he had noticed I was not about to curse him out for disturbing me as he walked to my bar.“You are smiling, Lazar. Ca
Miriam's POV I was frozen in place I could not move, nor could I will myself to move.My heart sank to my stomach as I stared at the figure standing a few feet away from me.“Do you know him?” Clara asked, snapping me out of my daze.I had been so engrossed at the fact that my father was here, if I could even address him as such given everything he had done to me, I forgot that Clara was with me.I was speechless. The answer to her question should have been direct but I could not bring myself to reply.My throat suddenly felt dry. How do I even answer that? Oh yeah, that’s the man who made my childhood a living nightmare. Want to meet him? Not exactly the type of introduction one would expect and to be honest I did not want anyone to know about our connection.Ever since the wedding day, I haven't seen or heard from him and from that day I had made up my mind to cut him off.I wonder what he was doing here? What does he want this time around?“Clara, can you go in first? Cover for me
Miriam’s POVThe warm buttery smell of something sweet filled my nose as soon as I opened my eyes, while the sharp sound of my alarm burst through the air.I reluctantly stood up from the bed, while the sweet unfamiliar scent filled the room. Like someone had assembled the entire kitchen of a five-star hotel and placed it under my nose. For a second, I honestly thought I was still dreaming.I looked around, but noticed nothing was amiss. I made my way outside the room and the sweet, addictive smell became more prominent.But the view of the dining table was more shocking.An array of eggs, toast, fruits and even pancakes were stacked so neatly on the table like it was a soft commercial. The bright sunlight from the balcony filled the room.I could not help but notice that there was a small vase with a flower sticking out in the middle, elevating the ambiance of the room. “Good morning, malysh.” A deep, calm, familiar voice captured my attention.I turned and there he was.Lazar was
Janet’s POVAll I felt was anger brewing in my chest. It sat like a stone heavy and hot in my chest while being impossible to ignore.I was both furious and confused and I could only blame one person for that.Miriam.The thought of her made my body itch uncomfortably.How did she get into La Amore? How did that good for nothing useless thing manage to get a job in a place like that? A place that bends over backwards to keep out people who aren’t polished, serious, and smart? Of course there is only one explanation. It was simple and I know it was true.She slept her way in.I knew a day would come when she would not be able to keep up her good girl act anymore and now she has proven me right.Even with all my qualifications I could not get a job there, instead all I do is work as a sales manager at a run down mall.Gosh I hate the job and yes I was jealous. I also want a job at la amore.“She definitely slept with someone.” I muttered under my breath while I paced the room feeling re