"You're awake," Ziva says as Omar opens his eyes. "What happened to you? You were knock out for three days."
"Whatever happened to me is my business," he snarls as he gets up to lean against the headboard. Damn it! He was so close to making his beautiful curvy angel his until that bastard showed up out of nowhere. The last thing he remembers was AD punching him in the face that was it.
"Where are you going," she asks as he gets out of bed.
"To work," he says without looking at her, "Don't worry my love," he says putting on a show as he turns around and walks to her, "I'll be back and by then I'll make it up for these past nights," he says caressing her face as she closes her eyes out of fear, "By the way Ziva, maybe you should consider gaining some weight," he says as he stares at her small frame.
He looks in the mirror at his bruises they were almost gone. His nephew does have a good fist, guess all those years of learning to box paid off. With a frustrated sigh, he stares out the window, so close. So close! And it was ruin. Although, he should have been better prepared. He had undermined Stephanie. She's strong. A lot stronger than Ziva and let his lust blinded him.
"Sir, I find out where she's at," Hank says as he comes in with a folder.
Looking through the folder, he throws it at Hank in frustration. How! How can they move in together in such a short time?! Now, it's going to be a lot harder for him to get what he wants.
"Don't worry sir. According to what I found out, this weekend she is going to her parents' place. Alone."
"Alone?"
"Yes. AD will be out of state for a business trip. Also, Mr. Viktor is in the black room waiting for you."
As he puts his hand on the doorknob, he slightly turns his face to the side signaling for Hank to dismiss the rest of the group. After, making sure no one is lurking around, he and Hank open the door. Inside, Mr. Viktor, a short and plump man, wearing an all-white suit with black dress shoes sits at the very end of the table with a cigar with two bodyguards, each on one side standing next to him.
"Viktor," Omar says as he walks over and sits the closest seat to where Viktor is where. "What's happening?"
"Omar, my friend," he says as he puffs out a blow of smoke, "things are not going good. It looks like one of our girls escape as soon as she got here. My men are looking for her, but nothing. If she gets found by the authority—"
"Find her," Omar roars at once and Hanks gives a nod before walking out as he takes out his cellphone. "We need to find her or else it would be the end of us. All of us," Omar says to Viktor.
"I know. I sent my men all over New York and even sent some to New Jersey," Viktor says.
"Good, have you sent words out to the rest of the gang?"
"I have. Their men have also been dispatched."
"Very well, we cannot let history repeats itself. Considered ourselves lucky last time when we found the girl along with the reporter who saved her."
"Of course. Anyway how's the wife?"
"That slut is the same as always," Omar replies.
"You know Omar, most men would treasure Ziva unlike how you're treating her right now."
" I did love her in the past, but when she aborted my baby without telling me she was pregnant then got her fallopian tubes tied, I changed. She doesn't deserve my love. I should have left her with my nephew. But I wanted to torture him so badly. I want to him repay for what his father has done to the woman I love the most. So I made her mine. I should have waited a bit longer. It doesn't matter now, he will pay for his father's sins once I get what is his."
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His Blue Eyes Girl
Romance"Oh my gosh," she shrieks as she jumps onto AD wrapping her legs around his waist exposing her leg forgetting about her pride and everyone else. Secretly smiling, AD holds onto her as she was near tears. He inhales in her scent as she wraps her arms...
