I left the hallway without managing to form a word. It's just that this is too much for anyone. It's not normal to have a life like this. I want my perfect life back where I just distrusted the whole world. Like I wish I had a magic wand, or suffered memory loss again. But this time to be lost in a place where no one knows me, in a place where no one can hurt me, in a place where lies are not served as the main course of the day.Is this normal?Because let me tell you, for me it's not. My parents are looking for me, Sasha is my older brother, my aunt Francesca has a serious accident, Stefano is a mobster and hates me and I don't know why. There are probably more lies in my life, and if that wasn't enough, my family belongs to the Russian mafia.Did I fail to mention anything else? How could I forget. I'm the head of the mafia."More than 20 years of a perfect life destroyed in seconds," I whisper to nowhere.I walk out of the hospital looking for the exit. I know I should stay and fi

Immersed in my world I mentally thanked the three of them for not trying to probe my emotional state. I honestly have no idea how to tell them that I am the daughter of mobsters. No, rather. I don't know how to tell them that Dmitry Bogdanov is my family. I come back to reality when we start to stop in front of the door of an apartment. My full attention is on Nathan as I listen to his explanation."Danielle will stay in that one over there," he points to the door diagonal to us, "that's Logan's house and this one here," I turn to see the door behind Nate, "that's my apartment and you will stay with me."I look at the white number stuck on the gray door."The guy from apartment 512, like the song?" He smiles amused at what I say. "It was all planned, wasn't it?" I mumbled, but I knew they heard me."Don't bother, Natasha," Logan replied. "You see, these apartments are very small and there's only room for two people per house" he raised an eyebrow, holding back the urge to laugh. "We c

Nathan...Watching her sleep has become my new hobby. I won't deny that my friend, has been complaining in my crotch about not giving her use with it. But I don't want to rush her with anything. She has enough to do with her complicated life without me adding that I want to make love to her. Make love to her?"I stopped using that verbiage years ago," I laugh at my thoughts.Because of my job women prefer to have me for a getaway, quick sex, but nothing serious. Unfortunately I'm never available for when they need me. I miss a lot of important dates and most of the time, the girls get tired of my work."My little Russian girl, if you knew everything you awaken in me you wouldn't be sleeping so peacefully on my chest," I whisper softly.Her breathing is slow, her eyes are a little puffy from crying, her cheeks have traces of last night's tears and her mouth...God, her appetizing mouth made me hungry.I remove several hairs that were falling down her face, I start to slowly approach h

Nathan...How different Natasha makes me feel. I know that when I return home she will be there. Even if it's just for a few hours, having her to myself is unique and special. When I was told about this mission and shown the picture of her, there was something that captivated me. Just one picture was enough for that Russian to put my world at her mercy."What a nerve you've got, brother," says Logan as he arrives. "Bad night with the Russian?""I wish that's all it was," we sit under a tree. "I scared her while I was sleeping with her and confessed to her that I was in the military.""Are you crazy, Nathan? We can't lose the mission again. Not now that we are closer," he runs his hands through his hair nervously, "Did you tell her something else that will expose us? She can't know we're special forces."I laugh sideways at the conversation I just had with him."No, I'm not such an idiot to tell her that either," he looks at me incredulously. "Logan, that's not the problem," I sigh, st

Natasha.He kissed me, Nathan kissed me!I don't really understand why he kissed me. My mind is spinning and I really don't know what to do, am I kissing him back, am I doing it right? I honestly don't know. I am surprised and excited at the same time. I don't want it to end, but if I'm doing it wrong it will probably end.What am I doing with my eyes open?!I have to close them even though I find it impossible at the moment. He has his frown on his face, eyes closed and his hands are on my cheeks. He looks relaxed even though he looks annoyed."Natasha, stop thinking," he says, stopping the kiss, his voice was husky, he opened his eyes that were dilated as he looked at me tenderly, "I really want to kiss you and your thoughts are in the middle of us. I really want to kiss you and your thoughts are in between us.""I can't help it," I answer, he gives small caresses on my left cheek. He places his forehead on top of mine, running his thumb over my lower lip. "I don't know what to do,

We arrived at the hospital after noon. I told Danielle about my aunt and within minutes she was at Nate's house with Logan to cheer me up. As much as I want to go back to a time when my life was perfect, I can't seem to do it. It seems more like he was hell bent on making me suffer because of the power struggle that doesn't belong to me.I hate what my life has become.I was sitting in a chair waiting in Dr. Kozlov's office for someone to come in and explain to me what was going on. I know there are complications with all surgeries, but fate is being very cruel to me these days. I see several people come in making my heart race."Sorry I'm late," Dr. Kozlov excused himself, and a man and two other women came in with Nathan, Logan and Danielle."What happened to my aunt Francesca?" I ask, swallowing the lump in my throat, he sits down after closing the door."We only enforced Mrs. Rinaldi's last wishes," answers a brown-haired boy. "I'm Ryan Stevenson and I was in charge of performing

I smile and look back at Sasha who looks at me worriedly."Let me see my aunt and say goodbye to her, please," I ask sincerely, pretending to be calm."I had her cremated and you can't, sorry," we stare at each other. "I didn't want us to meet like this."I didn't have the right to say goodbye to her either."It doesn't matter now," I smile half-heartedly. "I'm going to go to the hospital garden for a while. Let me process this and then you and I will talk.""I'll be waiting for you at the morgue. No one's going there," I nod. "Forgive me for making a shit of your life."I shake my head."I've only lived under false pretenses for a long time, Sasha," I reply disappointedly.I open the office door and with the little strength I had left, I went to the garden. I wasn't going to cry, there were still things I had to clear up with him.***I don't know how many minutes or maybe hours had passed. The cold seeped through my body making me titillate. The morgue was the darkest and iciest pla

These last few days for me have been a martyrdom and total madness. My life has taken a 180 degree turn. Nothing is what it seems and no one is who they say they are. Lately I have been questioning whether it was necessary for me to know the truth.Sure, I wanted to know, but I didn't expect my life to be so different from how I was made to look. I don't think anyone in their right mind would believe that their life could have a radical change in the blink of an eye.I can't hide enough because I am in danger. I belong to the witness protection program as a survivor of an attempted murder masterminded by the person who was once my uncle. My older brother is none other than my medical idol. Aleksandr Kozlov is my brother, but he is also the leader of the Russian Mafia and is a deadly enemy of Stefano Rinaldi, leader of the Italian Mafia and who until a few weeks ago, was my adoring uncle.I think it was better to be ignorant of the whole situation."Hello," a sweet voice with an Italia

"So, Nathan, are you going to say something?""I owe it to my country, Natasha," he says, opening his eyes and holding her gaze with mine. "I couldn't tell you who you were, let alone who I was.""It was easy to say it in front of all those people," I look away. "What was the difference between telling me in private and having so many people there?""The difference is that I took orders from General Jhonson and was able to tell you things," I look at him again, this time indignant. "The difference is that Sasha wanted this to happen this way and for you to stop trusting the people who were lying to you.""You are the law. Why are you afraid of him and didn't say anything?" My eyes glaze over. "What about us is also...""I'm not afraid of him, I also wanted you to stop trusting the one who lied to you and about us, it's real," he interrupts me, coming closer to me and putting his calloused hand on my face. "I've been honest with you all this time so please don't doubt how I feel about

Days later.Andrews Air Force Base.Maryland- Southeast Washington DC.Nathan.Natasha and I have been dating for a few weeks now. I've been keeping an eye on her even though I had to come to Washington to brief General Johnson on what's been going on all this time.Mostly it's to inform him about the threat Natasha had from Stefano Rinaldi.Logan and I have been working and thinking about a safe place for her. A place where no Rinaldi henchman will harm her. Danielle, her best friend, has not been doing so well because of the little communication the two of them have.I confess that Natasha is not the same. She is more closed off when it comes to talking. She withdraws and isolates herself in a sea of thoughts that makes it impossible for us to enter.Including me being her boyfriend... honestly, I miss her."Sorry for the delay, guys," excuses General Jhonson. "From what I've been told, there's no turning back now. Stefano knows everything," he looks at us seriously. "Does that incl