The name of the Lord is a strong tower; the righteous run into it and are safe. (Proverbs 18:10)
(We have reached the kind of halfway point so after this, I will be doing some heavy editing to the book. I will let you guys know if you should go back and re-read the book, depending on how heavy the editing will be. You may just want to go back due to the fact that it'll be a lot better. I will be making the chapters a little longer from here on out so get ready for the juicyness. I'm still open to ideas for the book. It's never too late to tell me what you guys want to read in this book. P.S. I put this note in the front because more people read, don't act like y'all don't be skipping the notes at the end of the chapter.)
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Ever since I came to the realization that I love Vlasto, I have been feeling a little shyer towards him. Though he hasn't noticed too much since he's extremely focused on figuring out who all was involved with me being shot.
We've returned home and are expecting a visit from Janice soon. I was so excited to see her after so long and after so much has happened.
"Zinovia, are you okay do you need anything?" Vlasto asks me for like the 20th time since we got home.
"I'm fine, honey. Stop asking, please." I tell him sweetly.
"Okay. I'm sorry. Are you excited to see Janice?" He asks me sitting on the bed with me, putting his hand on my thigh. I blush a little.
"Yes, but I'm scared for you. She is very protective of me." I say, slight fear crosses his face and I almost chuckle.
Little 120-pound Janice can make 210-pound Vlasto nervous.
After I say that we hear a knock at the door. Vlasto goes down stairs and opens it and come back up with Janice. When she sees me she drops all of her stuff and runs over to me, hugging me. She kisses me in my mouth, though it doesn't make me uncomfortable because this is a heart-warming moment. She begins to cry, I rub her back. I thought I heard her whisper something along the lines of "bullet" and "not meant for you" but I just ignore it and hold her closely.
Vlasto steps out to give us some time alone.
Vlasto King
I step out and give them their 'girl time' mainly because I want to figure out who shot my queen, otherwise, I wouldn't leave her side.
The fact that she got hurt while in my care is driving me crazy and I can't help but beat myself up for it. If Zinovia knew that I was blaming myself for this, she would probably beat me up herself. But I can't help but feel like a failure. I know we haven't gotten married yet but I still decided to live by my vows to her. "To protect" I failed at protecting her.
I walk into my home office where I had my guys meet me. We came to a conclusion that Quincy, the guy who planned the entire thing, isn't dumb enough to be at the scene in person so he had to have hired someone.
"Sir, we've figured out who shot at you and Miss Zinovia." He tells me his face looking a little uneasy.
I tense up, he says nothing which angers me. "Well, what are you waiting for? Tell me!" I holler, they all flinch.
I hear him whispering to some of the other guys and it only angers me more, "Tell me now." I say in a dangerously calm voice.
"Janice Hart, sir!" One of them answers.
I snap my head towards him. "Did you just say 'Janice Hart'?" I ask in disbelief.
He nods and I crack my knuckles and head before standing up slowly.
I burst into my bedroom to see Zinovia sitting on Janice's lap, Janice playing in Zinovia's hair while they watch T.V.
Zinovia jumps, shaking both Janice and the bed. Janice wraps her arms around Zinovia tightly in a protective manner, which only makes my blood boil more.
Zinovia calms down when she realizes it's me then a look of worry takes over her face, "Sweetums, what's wrong?" She asks me in worry.
I say nothing, I only stare at Janice, She looks at me with a slight smirk, "Yeah? What's wrong?" She asks in kind of a mocking tone.
I pop my knuckles, "Janice, can I talk to you in private?" I ask her with my own little sick smile.
Zinovia looks between us, slight fear in her eyes.
"Sure. Excuse me, love." She says to Zinovia tapping her bum. That makes my blood boil but I don't intend on showing until Janice and I are out of the room.
My intentions with Janice are lethal and I couldn't wait to get her alone so I can show her how angry I am.
We walk out of the room leaving a worried looking Zinovia sitting on the bed.
I lead her into my office, she walks in first and I slam the door shut, slowly and intimidatingly turning to her.
"You sick bastard," I say looking at her dangerously.
She smirks, "As honored as I am to be called a 'sick bastard' by a hitman, the bullet wasn't intended for Zinovia but for you." She says taking a seat in one of my chairs.
The sight of her disgusting body sitting on one of my chairs just makes me even angrier.
"It broke my heart to know the bullet aimed at you hit the love of my life. My poor Zinovia, hospitalized because of you." She says sadly.
"But I wouldn't be as heartbreaking as it will be when she finds out her beloved boyfriend has been lying to her all this time." She says.
"What are you talking about." I snarl.
She chuckles, "Oh nothing, just the fact that you haven't told her that you are a hitman. Or the fact that you work for her father and the entire kidnapping ordeal was under his arrangement." She says with a smirk.
My heart drops.
"She'll come running to me and I'll be ready with my arms wide open." She says.
"She doesn't love you like she loves me. She never will." I tell her but she ignores me.
She looks off with a dreamy expression. "You understand why I love her so much the way I do. She is simply. . . sexy. The feel of her lips on mine when I came in. And then the way her voluptuous body pressed up against mine when we hugged. And let's not even mention the way her thick, fat, round ass felt in my lap and when she bounces when she's excited just made me so wet." She says this biting her lip.
"I've always been greedy and I thought I would have been content with just being able to kiss Zinovia on the lips. But as time goes on I can't help but wonder what her other lips taste like. How her sweet pussy would feel pressed against my mouth as she sits on my face. Her sweet sexy moans as my tongue swirls a-" I cut her off before I can hear any more.
I slam my hand against my desk startling her. I turn to her and take large scary steps towards her. She gulps in fear, I tightly grasp her neck choking her. I lift her from the seat and slam her against the wall with one hand. She scratches my hands making me bleed but I ignore it. A look of terror and pain is in her face but after everything, she said I feel not even an ounce of sympathy.
She coughs and chokes out a few words, "I don't think Zinovia will be happy to find her best friend killed by the hands of her lover." She says before coughing, I loosen my hold a little.
"She'd never forgive you and you guys would go back to her being afraid of you and you feeling like shit." She chokes out.
I release her neck, she falls to the ground with a loud thud. She gasps for air. "Stay away from her or next time I will kill you," I warn her.
She chuckles as she rubs her neck, "And that would only make sweet Zinovia suspicious and I would have to tell her about this little incident. So, no. I will not stay away from her." She gets up from the floor. "I think I'll be coming around a lot more often." She says walking out of the room.
I stare after with pure hatred.
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Note in the beginning.
Peace, Happiness, and Love- Jazz