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Irresistible Invitations By S.S.Sahoo Characters: 20853

Updated: 2018-07-10 19:46

Zachary Pov

"Sir Mr. Stephen has left the penthouse in a hurry. I tried to stop him but he said it's urgent and he took the next plane back home, " Cosmina told me while I got up from the bed and looked back at a sleeping Juliette who faced the other side with her left hand on the bed on the pillow, while the other was on the back of her head while she slept on her belly. That's an uncomfortable position...

"I know! He had informed me about the last night" I said I sat on the recliner that Juliette had chosen from that furniture shop. And honestly, I love this recliner. Why did I not ever think about bringing one home earlier? It relaxes me so much that whenever I wake up in the morning or whenever I am tired I have grown used to sit on this recliner.

"Oh! Foarte bine (Very well). He just called me some minutes ago and told me to inform you." she said and my eyes averted to Juliette who stirred in her sleep and sleepily covered herself using the duvet.

"Hmm. It's early in the morning. You did your job very well but now you can sleep. I will not be coming to the office today! If you want you can take the day off too. If you do so, make sure to inform Marc. He will handle everything, " I said and looked at the time to find its four in the morning.

"Oh! Thank you, sir! Yes, I will do that" she said sounding grateful. We hung up and I kept my mobile on the side as I raised my left leg and kept in on my right knee. Juliette's father told me yesterday that he had to leave for some urgent thing and he will be back within the week with his family. Out of the all the people in Juliette's family, only a few have the idea about what has been going on in Juliette's life. Juliette's mother Jessica knows everything and I think they have told only a few parts about Emmett being Nicholas to Jace and Juliette's friend.

That reminds me of that Nicholas.

Not caring what time it was, I dialed Max's number. He picked up after just two rings speaking or might I say whispering "Hello?"

"Where are you?" I asked after a moment of pause.

"Oh! Boss!" suddenly I heard shuffling in the background and then he spoke, "Yes Boss!"

"I am in my home now, " he answered but again he was back at whispering.

"I want to know about Nicholas's whereabouts. Is your man doing the work properly?" I asked.

"Yes, Boss! He is constantly reporting me about Nicholas's whereabouts. Last time I checked that he took a flight to Afghanistan and he checked into a hotel in Kabul. My people have been sending me his photos and even his movements. So, far he has not tried to contact his father" Max spoke and I nodded chewing the inner lip thinking what is he up to?

Nicholas took a flight to Afghanistan and yet he had not tried to contact his father. Why not? Does he know that someone is following him or marking his movements? Or is he not contacting Vito because...

"Tell your men to have their eyes on the people that he met. Let that be a woman or even an old man. Inform me everything! even if it's a child!" I said scratching my chin thinking about Nicholas.

"Yess Boss! I will do that!" he whispered.

"Why are you whispering?" I asked all of a sudden wanting to know why was he acting so weirdly, whispering in his own house. "Umm, I am in my bathroom, " he said and that made me raise an eyebrow.

"Baie?" (Bathroom?) I asked.

"My girlfriend is sleeping and she gets irritated whenever I umm I pick up my phone in the middle of the night. So, I walked into the bathroom not to disturb her sleep." he said and I could hear the irritation in his voice. A small smile appeared on my face. I found the situation really funny though.

"Well! Don't disturb your girlfriend then! Sleep well." I said and hung up.

I looked back at Juliette, her back was facing me. "Well, she doesn't complain!" I thought as I kept my phone on a table next to the recliner.

But she isn't your girlfriend!

Actually, that reminds of that day when I cooked for her, just two days ago I was so tired because I had to drive back to the warehouse where I had kept Nicholas in order to set him free and then I had to attend a meeting and after that, I slept in my office exhausted. I intended on just to take a short nap and then I would have been in my car, driving back home because I was aware of the fact that Juliette was left alone in the house but then I was so tired to the point that without even having my dinner I slept on my office's couch. The next day, I woke up early in the morning and straight away drove back home thinking that she must be scared all by herself in the house because her father had told me earlier that she despised living alone. But the moment I saw her in that kitchen wearing that skin fit tank top with her wet hair I literally felt the ground slip beneath my foot as I felt my heartbeat racing against my chest so, I had to balance my body by leaning against the open doorframe just to look at her.

She looked beautiful and I even couldn't help those words slip out my tongue and I told it on her face "frumoasa" (beautiful) but thankfully she couldn't get it. It's so frustrating that I have been like this since the day I have started to have all these strange emotions for her. Are these emotions and feelings related to the fact that I am just trying to protect her from Nicholas or something else?

But whatever it is, I guess she will never like it. Nor will I. I must continue to have all my attention on Vito right now. I am just wandering off my ambitions. But.

She has this effect on me now. I have never been in any relationships nor have I ever dated any woman yet here I am straight away married to a total stranger whom I only knew from a simple plain photo just to had this on my mind that she was Stephen's daughter who would be walking down that aisle for Nicholas and whom I had to marry in order to save her. That was the deal and as soon as I get that Vito in my hand she will be going back home, to her normal life being her normal self. I knew it from the beginning that she despised criminals and I doubt that she ever had this dream to marry a criminal but much to her annoyance she is, she is married to a criminal must I say, to a mafia leader who has

e charity before putting it inside an envelope and picking up my phone, and walking downstairs.

I checked the time to find its already fifteen minutes left to seven in the evening. So, speeding up my pace I walked inside the Kitchen to find her drinking water from a glass.

She was wearing the dress that I had brought for her. The dress fitted her as I had imagined and she matched it up with a studded beige stiletto. Her hair was left down as I had asked Cosmina to inform the beautician and with a minimal makeup as if her face was sans of any makeup but with thickened eyebrows and eyelashes. I couldn't really see the front part as she was standing with her side facing me.

But then, she kept the empty glass on the kitchen counter and then everything happened like slow motion for me. She wiped those luscious pink lips and then turned towards me only to catch me off guard that I practically tripped over my own foot and I stumbled before I held the open door frame to stop myself from making a fool out of myself before her. Damn!

The low neckline made me see her cleavage enough and ready to tease me the whole evening and I cursed for even bringing that dress for her because now not only me but many wolves like men will also see what was only meant for me...

She took my breath away. Her long slender toned legs didn't help.

I held the back of my neck feeling it sweaty.Funny! I just took a shower and here I am feeling hot. I looked behind me and then back at her cursing under my breath thinking I have dug my own grave. What was I thinking when I chose that dress?

"Oh, you are here already?" I heard her voice.

She smiled at me.

Why do you need to smile at me?

And then she walked towards me tossing her hair to the side.

Why do you have to play with your hair before me?

"And you are ready! So, am I! Let's go?" she asked stopping right before me. My nostrils flaring up to sniff that lavender fragrance of hers which immediately calmed my mood but then realizing it I tensed up even further. Oh no!

"Zachary?" she snapped her fingers before me to snap me out of my thoughts.

"Let's go?" she asked and then smiled batting her eyes signaling her attire. Perhaps, she wanted to know how she looked in that dress.

I cleared up my throat and nodded "Yes! Let's go!" I said and turned up my back against her and although I knew that it would only make her feel hurt that I ignored but in truth, I was saving myself. How can I answer and compliment how she looks, when I myself doesn't know that whether it's the dress that compliments her or was it her body who complimented that dress.

As the chauffeur stood by the car and opened the door for me, I noticed how his eyes looked towards Juliette who was right behind me.

Perhaps someone had a wish to lose his job.

The chauffeur turned wide eyes with a pink cheek to look at me glaring at him which caught him off-guard. He adjusted his cap and lowered his head. I allowed Juliette to went past me and go inside the car first, before me. She said a quiet and polite 'Thank you' to the chauffeur who smiled in response with his cheeks growing even redder.

Shoot him right here.

Shooting daggers his way I went inside and he closed the door and hopped in the driver seat to drive.

"Zachary you didn't tell me how do I look?" she whispered to me when we drove off to the venue.

I looked at her when I felt my hands forming into a ball.

"You look just fine!" and then I looked out of the window.

"Wear whatever you want" I mocked myself thinking what I told her earlier when I handed over the dress to her in the morning.

She wore it! Be happy! Why are you sulking now?

"Oh" I heard her saddened and disappointed voice.

"Well done Zachary. Well done. Are you sure that award you are expecting is the businessman of the year? or is that for best jerk of the year?" my inner self-mocked me while I looked back at Juliette who sat quietly looking outside of the window. I put my fist in my mouth and hit my thigh hard continuously by the other thinking what I have done.


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