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“Great, his wife was there. Turns out they met back in New York.” I go on.
Kyro intertwines our fingers. “The meeting with the designers is later in the day tomorrow. I’ll come with you.” Kyro intertwines our fingers.
“You want to go?” I laugh, “Why?”
He squeezes my hand. “Why wouldn’t I?”
I don’t understand this man at all. I can never tell his intentions.
“I don’t want to go home yet. Let’s go to a club. Have the driver deliver the boys their food. I can’t sit at home and play ‘wife’ all day. Izzy and I partied twice a week back home.” I groan.
“Play?” He reiterates.
“Yes, play. As in, I am the starring role in our partnership. I play the role of the dutiful wife, who looks pretty on your arm, and you pretend you are a happily married man in love with his wife.”
“Iamin love with my wife. She’s an ambitious woman who will have the world fall to her feet one day.” He claims with a lingering smirk.
My brown eyes narrow at his statement. “Practicing your fake vows for our fake wedding?”
He doesn’t answer, just leans his head back in the seat and grabs me. He sits me down on his lap and puts his head on my neck. Kyro seems to do that a lot lately. His warm breath graces my neck as he takes his breath.
“I must restrain myself with you. I must remember that you’re my wife and I cannot just do what I please when I want anymore.” His fingers went down my chest and stomach.
“And what do you want?” My voice shutters with his touch.
“I want my wife to feel the emotions I feel for her.” He confesses and I turn my head to kiss those soft, perfect lips. When I pull away, I feel something wet. I look down and his white shirt is turning red.
“W-What’s wrong with you?” I pause and pull up his shirt to see they have shot him. “Drive! Get to a hospital!” I scream.
Hours Later
Sitting in this hospital reminds me of being here with Ivan when I was waiting for doctors to tell me my husband was dead.
A Year Ago
“Where are my son and husband?!” I shake as I cry in front of a doctor.
He pulls me into the room Prince is in and Iimmediatelyhug my son.
“Mrs. Zotov, your son is fine. We are doing more checkups for safety, but he’s not harmed.” The doctor informs, but he pauses and my heart drops as I continue crying.
“What happened?” I let go of my son and tried to compose myself.
“A bullet penetrated a major artery; he died on the scene. I’m sorry, Mrs. Zotov.”
Months Later
“We won’t see Papa anymore?” Prince cries into my chest.
As I watch them bury my husband in the ground, I try to keep it together for my son, but I feel as if my legs will give out and I will pass away myself. If Prince didn’t exist, I don’t think I could stay in this world without Ivan. For years of my life, I have lived in bliss with this amazing man, and just like that, he’s gone.
“No, I’m sorry. We will have to wait many years before we see him again.” I shuddered, holding my son.
People throw roses on his coffin as it lies dormant in the ground.
Present
When we arrived at the hospital, I sat in a waiting room and my leg shook like crazy. I looked like a drug addict coming off something. I couldn’t sit still. I felt as if I was going to have a heart attack. This feeling is the same as a year ago and I can’t take it. I’m going to suffocate. I can’t lose another man like this. I can’t, I won’t.
