Zayan Moskal, arrives at a tattoo shop.
When he arrives he is greeted by a beautiful girl, in-fact the most attractive woman he as ever seen.
And he'll stop at nothing until she is his.
But there is many secrets behind them both.
His psycho ex-girl...
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I jumped out of my skin as I heard my brother Ivan shouting my name. loudly.
I turned around to see my brother and... Zayan.
shit.
Ivan was laughing at me, while Zayan just stood there and gazed at me in adoration.
"What the FUCK ARE YOU DOING" I stormed towards both of them.
"Lessoned learned, don't scream through the house and don't keep this door open" Ivan said while patting my head.
I slapped his hand away, "OUT!" I say shouting at him pointing my hand out the door.
"Okay grumpy" Ivan says laughing at himself while holding his arms up. "Irina" he called me, i turned to him and he signalled me with his head to follow, "what Ivan", "keep that door open or go downstairs" he says, protective brother mode is switched on, "why"? I say annoyed "I'm an adult", "Irina I know but we've just met this dude, for all we know he could be, i don't know, someone you didn't think" Ivan explain, "okay, understandable" i say understanding.
"I hated the fact of me bringing a boy to your room, don't make me do it again", "I didn't make you do a single thing" I raise my eyebrows. "Yeah well, I wanted to embarrass you and it worked" he says with a grin, "oh shush, no go, oh and wait until a girl walks through these doors and see what happens" I point a finger at him
I glared at him as he left.
"could've given me a warning" I say turning my attention to Zayan. "i wanted to surprise you" he says shrugging his shoulders.
I let a little giggle out, "it's okay, you were gonna see this side of me anyways, wether you like it or not" I say smiling at him.
"So this is the infamous bedroom of yours" he says walking around my room.
"Alexa, stop" I say since the music was still blasting.
"well yes, you like it" you say cleaning your room since everything was everywhere.
"I love it, you have good taste"
"we'll thank you Mr Moskal" I say with a grin.
"We are not starting this again, with the Mr thing" I say pointing at me.
"I liked it, I imagined myself sounding like rose from titanic"
"Shut up, I was thinking the exact same thing" he said with a shocked face.
