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Chapter 4 (Zach & Lonokai)

Zach's POV:

I woke up and went on my phone. I started scrolling through my Instagram feed when I saw the girl's post. Zoya and Rose. It was really them. I wondered to myself if they posted that similar picture like ours because they had seen us. I thought I blocked Zoya after making my account but I guess not. I had to tell Lono this ASAP.

Before showing him, I just had to admire Zoya's beauty for a minute. Wow. She had a perfectly-shaped body with really good features which only added to her beauty. Her dark mocha skintone was just perfect. And her hair? It was curled perfectly. The dress she wore hugged her body flawlessly. Lono started knocking on my door and that's when I showed him the picture.

Lonokai's POV:

When I got up to go to Zach's room, he showed me the picture. God Rose was gorgeous. Her perfect body and princess-like hair made me think I was missing out on so much after moving from Toronto to Vancouver. Her smile was impeccable and I had this urge to keep looking at it. Zach and I continued looking at the picture.

Zach's POV:

Once we were finished looking at it, I took a screenshot and got ready for school. Today, we wore all black with our silver chains around our necks, and black dress shoes. When we were ready, we headed to school.

Lonokai's POV:

Zach and I went to our first class but we were only pretending to be students. Well.... this is my last year and Zach had already graduated last year. This was all a part of our father's plan.

Walking to our first class in the hallway, Zach and I spotted Rose and Zoya. Rose was wearing a sundress that was mostly white and had flowers on it. It exposed her legs and fit her nicely. She wore matching heels with Zoya and wore a diamond necklace that accentuated her face.

Zach's POV:

I couldn't believe Zoya was standing infront of me after all these years. She was matching with her sister except instead of a white sundress with flowers, she wore a black one. I couldn't stop focusing on her rosy red lips that made her look innocent in so many ways. Of course, she was wearing a tiara. She loved being a little princess. She even made her sister wear one. Gosh, being a princess made her fragile heart so happy. When we got to class, we met with Joey and Calvin. They were the only two whom Lono and I trusted; they always proved they were trustworthy in the Mafia world. Lono and I started talking about the girls.

"I can't believe Rose looks so nice. Man, I could almost say I like her again" Lonokai mentioned, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Yeah no kidding with Zoya too. But you know the rules... Their father killed our Mother. We have to get revenge for father. He won't let it go."

"I feel terrible. I mean, it was their dad! Not them."

"We can't fall weak now. We've been preparing this for years." Zach said, hating the words he was saying.

"What are we even going to do?"

Zach came up with a plan. Joey was to lace the girl's favorite drink with a high amount, but not too high, dose of melatonin. Their favorite drink is lemon tea. How do we know that? Mafia men never reveal their secrets......

Joey is going to give the drink away to the girls and once they fall asleep, Zach and Lonokai would take them to their mansion.

"What will we do with them after that?" Asked Lonokai.

"I'm not sure yet. Maybe father will tell us what to do. After all, it is his revenge."

Zach's POV:

Lono and I headed home after our classes were over and before going to bed, we stayed up a bit and talked.

"Dude. I can't wrap my head around this." Lonokai moaned.

"Wrap it around what?"

"The girls.... they don't deserve this. I mean, they have no idea that this is their last night in their own home!"

"Yeah... I feel like I can't do this either, but it's for mother. And what about what father will do if we don't do anything. Who knows? His hatred has grown quite a bit for them over the years."

"Let's not do anything too bad okay?"

"Don't worry. Even my heart won't let me hurt Zoya."

"...I wonder how their father has been. Mom and dad would sometimes bring up that their parents constantly fought."

"We shouldn't care anyways. They're probably spoiled brats by now."