I rushed around my room making sure I had everyhing I needed. Gun, check. Hat, check. Extra hair bands, check. After a good few minutes of double, probably triple checking, I ran out of my room and through the hallways. Other mafia people might sneer and laugh behind me but I couldn't honestly care less.

I was surprised to see females walking around with papers and doing guard duty. Back home women weren't allowed to work unless they were directly related to the higher ups like Sofia and me.

As soon as I got to the living area I settled down into the couch. I was surprised to see that no one was in here yet. The television was off for once and everything seemed peaceful. I swear to God. If they-

"Looky here. Someone's early." I smiled up at the owner of the voice. Zachary sat next to me on the couch silently and played with my hair. "Whatcha doin?" I asked as he twirled it in his hands. "Playing wih your hair." He replied as he continued to twirl it around his finger.

"It's really soft." I nodded my head being carefully to not have it tug. We stayed there for a while before he finally untwirled it. In doing so it kept a bit of the curl in it, but most of it disappeared.

His hand then traveled down to my cheek caressing it softly, as if handling the most exquisite thing in the world. "So is your cheek." He stated scooting ever so closely to me. He rested his chin on my shoulder and took in a deep intake of my scent. "You also smell good." He mumbled against my ear making me blush a bright red. I would've been fine if he didn't start nibling on my ear.

The sudden affection made me squeak a bit before biting my lip to keep in my moans. It was weird. It both hurt and felt good at the same time. He soon moved to kiss down my neck. At one point he kissed a spot that made a shiver go up my spine. Smiling against my neck, he quickly sucked on the area leaving a purple, red, and brown spot there.

"Hey boss we're ready to go." As soon as Tom entered the room Zachary was already on the other end of the couch. It looked as if nothing had ever happened.

I turned to Tom my cheeks still aflame with the thoughts of what just happened. He gave me a knowing look and called the others in. "Looks like we disturbed boss doin the dirty dirty." They each let out a chuckle except for Sam, who seemed suddenly shy and embarrassed.

"I-I don't know what you're t-talking about!" Stupid stuttering! I curse the day that you were... invented? "Mmhmmm." Tom said walking forward and opening the door while unlocking their car with his keys. "That explains the hickey on your neck." He quickly walked out before I could charge at him.

"Grrr." I let out a growl as Zachary held me back. "Calm down. He was just kidding." I still atempted to get away but Zachary was too strong and easily pulled me back into his lap. He held me down until I was calm before loosening his grip. By that point everyone else had already left the room. I took a deep breath and leaned back relaxing and calming myself down.

His chest rose and fell against my chest as his heartbeat intermingled with mine. "Are you calm now?" He whispered in my ear sending a chill through my body. "Yes." I meekly replied as he began to let me go completely. I stood up immediately missing the warmth that once enveloped me.

"Come on." Standing up he grabbed my hand and tugged me forward gently, leading me out the door and into the same car from last time. "Off we go?" I asked as he opened the door for me. "Yep." He replied sternly, with a hint of amusement in his voice.

I buckled up and waited for him to get in. When he did, finally, he buckled himself and put the keys in as the car came to life. Before I knew it we were off. We sat in silence as he drove and I gazed out at the trees that were going by us.

Within fifteen to twenty minutes we arrived in some random alley way. I didn't question, to be honest I really didn't want to know. Probably safe to mix up where you meet people at.

We walked out the car and greeted the others as they walked up. "Nate, keep Laurel out of this as much as possible." I saw a look of anguish make its way on Zachary's face and also a hint on Sam's too. It probably has something to do with that Angela girl. I wish I could help him, but how am I supposed to say 'Hey I heard about your dead girlfriend! I'm here to help!'

"Yes sir!" Nate grabbed my arm and pulled me back to where we could see them, but they couldn't see us. "Please stay here. We don't want anyone else hurt. Okay?" He told me as soon as the cars pulled up. "Okay." I replied watching on silently.

Time passed and the deal seemed to be going good. The boss from the other group told some wimpy looking kid to get the case full of, whatever... I don't really know what it is nor do I want to.

I kept a close eye on the kid. He picked up a briefcase easily and brought it over. "Do we have a deal?" The boss asked with a smirk tugging on his lips. The kid went to grab our case but struggled. Wait a second...

"Zachary! Don't! It's a trap!" I stepped out and yelled a soon as I noticed a piece of wire hanging out of their brief case. It became obvious that it was a bomb, that's why the kid could lift it so easily. However, our case was filled with guns making it too heavy for him.

"Why you! Shut up girl!" A lousy bullet was sent as a warning shot, it went nowhere near me and instead hit a nearby trashcan. "That's enough!" Zachary yelled pulling out his gun. "I wouldn't do that boy." The man said evilly as he aimed his gun right at me. Zachary had no choice but to lower his and except defeat.

However, I can't except defeat. I quickly pulled out my gun and shot his out his hand. The suddenness of it all caught him off guard as he stumbled to the ground. Within seconds the whole place was covered with loose bullets and small splaters of blood.

By the time we over powered them I yet again had a cut on my side, around the same place as the first time too. Zachary quickly came over to check on me. "Are you okay?" He asked while putting his hand where I was bleeding. "I'm fine." I replied giving him a smile.

He returned me a pained look and rubbed my cheek with his hand. "Don't do that." He said as he leaned his forehead onto my own. "What?" I asked looking deep into his eyes. "I don't want you to get hurt like her."

As soon as he said that a small part of me broke. "Like who Zachary? Like who?" I was sick of this stupid guessing game. I wanted answers and I wanted them now. "Angela. She was my... sister." A sudden shock wave went through me.

Sister, I thought...

"She, like you spoke up during a deal. A shoot out happened and she was killed. I took it hard but I think Sam took it the hardest." I looked up at him in confusion. "Why would he take it so bad?" I asked taking a step back.

Sighing he spoke back up. "Angela and Sam were dating. They had been for a while, he had a ring, my permission, and my parents permission. You can't have a wedding without a bride." A single tear fell down his cheek. I wiped it away before thinking about it and hugged him.

I can't believe that I was so stupid. All this time she was his sister not his girlfriend.

"Anyway, we should get you cleaned up." Sniffling he grabbed my hand and walked to the car with me. "Are you okay?" It was my turn to be worried. Never have I seen him in such a state before. "Yeah no worries." He called back ahead of me before getting in.

~~LE TIME SKIP~~

After I was bandaged up, along with everyone else, it was decided that we should have a break. I was currently lying in bed with Zachary. Whom I didn't feel like leaving alone at this point.

"You don't need to stay with me." He whispered to me as he ran his fingers through my hair. "But I want to." I replied cuddling into his chest. He let out a sigh before wrapping me up in his arms.

We stayed like that for a while. Noone spoke, but we didn't need to. Noone moved, we didn't feel like it. By this point the only sound in the room was the sounds of our breath and the newly started rain on the window panes.

Gathering up all my courage I looked up at him. In return he looked at me making me lose the little courage I had. Taking a deep breath I leaned up and gave him a peck on the corner of his lips. Then I backed away waiting for his response.

Ever since learning that Angela was his sister I became much more open to showing my emotions. I guess that before I was worried about giving my love away to the wrong person. Love. Such a strange thing. I've hardly ever felt the need to use such a strong word before now. Before I met him.

Him. Who makes my heart beat faster.

Him. Who makes me swoon with just a simple wink.

Him. Who makes me melt with every kiss.

Him. The only one worth my love.

It was then and there that I finally made my mind. Zachary was him. I could only hope to be his her. I'd never said this before to anyone whom wasn't family or a friend. But,

I love him, my Zachary.