Yana's PoVI never imagined my life would ever be like this. Since we got the threats, we're now accompanied by atleast two body guards wherever we go. Zach, Kyra and I are on our way to the cemetery as she requested. The mood is somewhat solemn especially since Kyra has barely spoken two words.Zach pulls into the cemetery and glances through the rear view mirror at her."You good baby girl?" He asks, concerned.Kyra sighs, "I guess so." She shrugs and stares out the window.Five minutes later, Zach pulls off the road, we exit the car, and head to a more secluded part of the cemetery. A second car pulls up behind us, but the men maintain their distance.Zach grasps my hand, while hugging Kyra to him. She starts trembling and stops walking. Zach halts his steps and releases her. "Are you sure you want to do this hun?"Kyra's eyes pool with tears, and her lips start quivering. After a few minutes, she takes the remaining steps towards the graves.She falls to her knees instantly, "I mi
Zach's PoVYana and I are currently at Rezdora in Manhattan indulging ourselves in a romantic dinner date. Ever since the cemetery shooting happened two weeks ago, we've been trying to keep out minds occupied while the Police and Connor do their investigations.The yellow glow of the light casts a beautiful hue on her face, she's glowing. "Did I tell you how beautiful you look tonight?" I ask smirking.She blushes and takes a swig of her wine. "Yes you did a million times Zach!"My heart flutters at how she calls my name in a sultry tone. "I can't wait to marry you and make you the mother of my kids."Yana throws her head back laughing, "Hold your horses bro, we have a..."I raise a brow at her, "Who are you calling bro?"She smirks, "We're the only ones here right? Plus it's just an expression!"Hissing my teeth, I down by Jamison. "I guess I should start calling you sis then."Yana huffs instantly, "Okay fine. I won't call you bro ever again."Smiling in satisfaction, I reach across
Yana's PoVWhat a crappy way to start the morning; I am roused from my peaceful slumber by my churning stomach. Dashing to the bathroom, I puke everything I consumed the previous night.Zach enters seconds later, holding my hair and massaging my back. "Damn baby, you ain't getting nothing more to drink!" He mutters sympathetically.I'd link to tell him a piece of my mind about my alcohol consumption but it'll have to wait! Once I'm finished, I brush my teeth, discard the toothbrush and exit the bathroom.Zach treks behind me asking if I'm okay, but I ignore him. Climbing into the bed, I pull the sheet over my head."Babe, do you want me to order some gingerale to help settle your stomach?" He asks concerned, but I fold my lips to avoid responding.Zach rips the sheet from me, "I know you heard me so lose the attitude, please."I glare at him, "Keep yo fake concern Zach! I'll be just fine!"He gasps at my outburst, "You can't be serious right now!" Zach grips my ankle and pulls me to
Zach's PoVEverything seems to be happening so fast, I can barely find time to scratch my ass these days. My work and personal life are barely hanging on by a thread but I'm relentless in my pursuit of success and happiness.The meeting with the Russians ended twenty minutes ago, so I decided to stay back at the hotel and get some more work done. Yana is already home from work so that's one less thing for me to worry about it. The server places a Jamison down beside me, I look at him quizzically. "I didn't order that Sir." I quip.He smiles politely, "It was sent by the lady at the bar Sir." I follow the direction of his hand and shock emanates through me. Natasha is sitting there, grinning from ear to ear with a Martini in hand.She sashays towards me and takes a seat with an apologetic look on her face. Natasha sighs, "It's a peace offering Zach." She points at the drink and raises her glass towards me in a toast.Hissing my teeth, I push the highball glass towards her. "Life is not
Zach's PoVMy head is spinning, my eyes hurt and my stomach feels very unsettled as I sit up and look around the room. I'm definitely in a hotel room but I have no idea how I even got here. I'm only dressed in my boxers, there are red lip stick stains on my chest and this sends an eerie feeling throughout me.Yana NEVER wears red lipstick! Groaning, I start searching the room for my phone that is vibrating somewhere. Kneeling, I retrieve it from underneath the bed to see Kyle's name flashing on the screen. "Bro, something is wrong." I state worriedly."You better have a damn good explanation to give Yana. Where the fuck have you been?" He shouts, causing my head to throb.Placing the phone on speaker, I sit on the floor and lean back against the bed. "I just sent you my location, bring Dr. Myers."Kyle hisses, "What's wrong Zach? Talk to me bro!" He says in a worried tone."I can't remember anything." Taking a deep breath, I continue. "What did I do yesterday?"Kyle swears a few times
Yana's PoVI've been laying in the dark for the past hour, wondering what the hell I did to deserve any of this. My eyes are practically swollen shut because of how many times I've cried. Natasha finally got her wish, she can have him!My phone rings yet again, Laura has been calling me every few minutes, especially since I've turned my location off."What Laura?!" I ask in a raspy tone.She sighs, "Oh. Thank God! I've been worried sick!"I roll my eyes but grimace as my head throbs painfully. "I'm fine, I just wonna be alone right now."She groans lowly, "Sis, please come home or at least tell me where you are."Hissing my teeth, I hang up and toss the phone on the bed beside me. When the photos and video popped up on my phone yesterday, my phone slipped from my hand to the floor. Somehow, I summoned the strength to text Kyle ten minutes later and ask him to deliver my message to his friend.I decided not to call Zach's phone again, since he didn't take my calls when I was worried si
Zach's PoVMy life is in turmoil, and there is nothing I can do to fix it at this point. I woke up in the hospital a week ago and Dr. Myers confirmed I was drugged with fentanyl.Connor and the Police have been working assiduously to find Natasha, but once again, she's being elusive. Gazing at my locked screen, I smile fondly at the photo of Yana and I despite the pain burrowing in my heart.Kyle's appearance in the living room breaks me from my daydreaming, "Still no word from our girl?" He asks while taking a seat beside me.I run my hand down my face in frustration, "Not a damn thing, bro. I don't know how much more of this I can take."Kyle groans loudly, "Laura is tightlipped too. I'm sorry I can't be of more help."I grind my teeth in anger, if only I could get to Yana so she would know what happened. "I know she's hurting, but if I could get one chance to explain everything, I'd gladly take it."Kyra enters the living room, acknowledges Kyle but ignores me completely. This make
Yana's PoV Since I left, I've been tempted to return home with my tail between my legs. It feels like I'm on a work trip yearning to return home to see Laura and Alex. But I've started to recondition my mind to accept the things I can't change, despite the million messages and calls from Zach. Zach has been plaguing my dreams nightly while Laura and Alex have been pleading with me to return home. I question my decision to leave sometimes but I will have to live with it now. Our last conversation keeps replaying in my mind repeatedly. Flashback He ignored the nurse's order and got up from the hospital bed when I told him I'm leaving. I just needed to see him one last time, I kept telling myself. Zach presses my cold hand to his chest, right above his heart. "Feel what you do to me Yana…” He presses a kiss to my forehead. "You have my heart forever and always.” My aching heart desperately wants me to melt into his warm embrace, but I steel my resolve. "You promised you would never