"Do you want me to ask you?" I questioned back. All of a sudden a statement from my father came rushing into my mind. I clenched my jaw and put my left hand on my knees to hide it from Zachary. Something miffed me off and for that my left hand clenched into a tight fist as I looked straight into his brown orbs.

　　"I will answer your questions!" he said which made me avert my eyes away from him.


　　"You don't need to worry about Nicholas. I have people watching his moves. We hope he will take us to Vito. And if you are worried about your safety than you don't need to think about that. He can't harm you, I will ensure tha-"

　　"Are you my bodyguard?" I questioned glaring at him.

　　"Pardon?" he narrowed his eyes.


　　"I no longer care about what Nicholas or Emmett whatever his name is doing or what he wants. It is a request from me, I will be grateful if you keep me away from all these. I don't want to hear anything about him. You can do whatever you want with him. So please?" I asked and watched as he balled his fists on the table and his jaws clenched but he nodded yes.

　　"Fine! I respect your decisions. I won't involve you in all this any further" he said and I nodded appreciating that he understood my decisions.


　　Nicholas! His name itself wants me to kill someone. Not only did he broke my trust but that man has the audacity to try harming my family. Sick man! He was the worst mistake that I did in my life. I hate myself for ever falling in love with that bastard. I still can't believe that my world tumbled upside down these past few days after I got to know about his identity and his motive behind that fake identity.

　　It was a moment of silence between us when we chose to silently sip our coffee not even looking up at each other. My mood changed into a foul one because of Nicholas. I just hope Zachary takes care of all this and keeps me out of all this. I don't want to get involved in Zachary's criminal lifestyle nor do I want to do anything with Nicholas anymore. He is dead for me now.

　　That reminds of my father's statement and I couldn't help but ask "You said you will answer my questions."

　　He looked up at me and nodded with a slight hesitancy.

　　"So, once all this is all sort out, I mean you get your revenge from Nicholas and Vito, will you let me go back to my family? I mean I can go back and resume my old life?" I asked and saw something flickering in his eyes. I couldn't quite recognize it whether it was anger or sadness.

　　"Of course!" he said with a smile which almost made me feel as if it was a fake one but judging from his expressions and the situation of our lives, I highly doubted that it was a fake smile but rather it was a happy one that he would be freed from me. I mean of course I was a burden for him because he had to protect me and at the same time act before his family as if we are a happily married couple. He would be more than ecstatic to let go of me. The question is does it even matters? Because both of us know this, we are far from anything but a happily married couple. 'Married' only by a deal.

　　"Great!" I muttered.

　　So why does it affects me all of a sudden that he wants me to go away? I mean I should be happy because a couple of days ago I was the one who wanted desperately to get away from him. So, how did all the feelings changed all of a sudden? Our feelings to separate and go our own ways should be mutual. I hope this Vito guy to be captured by him as soon as possible because the soon he is captured the soon all this will be over.

　　"What am I even thinking?" I mumbled to myself and watched as he looked my way with a questioning look to which I gave him a shrug and shook my head saying a small "nothing!"

　　I sat on the balcony's chair as I looked up into the sky blankly, my mind void of any thoughts. I was confused with what was going on in my life. The only thing that came into my mind was what would I be doing after I can go back home. Should I be excited? Should I make a list of things that I will be doing once I am free?

　　All of a sudden something fell on my lap and I jerked out of my blank state to look at the object on my lap. Zachary sat on the chair next to mine while I couldn't help but glare at him.

　　"How many times do I need to tell you? Don't scare me like that!" I complained.

　　"Whatever!" he rolled his eyes and took the newspaper that he brought and began reading it making himself comfortable on his chair.

　　I looked down on my lap to find a small bag and I opened it only to gasp.

　　"A phone?" I asked as I looked at the box and then open the box.

　　"An iPhone!" I smiled and looked at him.

　　"You are giving me a phone?" I asked smiling at him.

　　"No! Look at it carefully. It's a mosquito!" as always was his sarcastic reply which instantly smacked the smile out of my face. I didn't quarrel with him though. Taking the brand new phone out of the box I switched it on. A smiled remained plastered on my face whiIe I tried to figure out its features.

　　"Now that you know everything I hope you don't try to run or escape like the last time," he said and I nodded unattentively.

　　"What?" I asked once I realized I wasn't paying attention.

　　"Nevermind!" he said and got back to reading his newspaper.

　　"What is your number?" I asked excitedly to him once I checked the contact list and found it empty. After saving everyone's number that I remembered like dad, Kiara, Jace and mom I thought about saving Zachary's number too. I mean why not? He brought me the phone, after all, and he is my husba...

　　"You want to save my number?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

　　"Why not?" I questioned.

　　He sighed and took the phone from me and dialed his number before saving it and handing it back to me.

　　I scrolled over wanting to see what he did only to gasp seeing the name that he saved.

　　"My heartbeat?" I questioned gritting my teeth in annoyance.

　　"Classic?" he smirked raising an eyebrow.

　　"Oh very!" I replied with a sarcastic smile of my own.

　　Such a jerk!