Immersed in my world I mentally thanked the three of them for not trying to probe my emotional state. I honestly have no idea how to tell them that I am the daughter of mobsters. No, rather. I don't know how to tell them that Dmitry Bogdanov is my family. I come back to reality when we start to stop in front of the door of an apartment. My full attention is on Nathan as I listen to his explanation."Danielle will stay in that one over there," he points to the door diagonal to us, "that's Logan's house and this one here," I turn to see the door behind Nate, "that's my apartment and you will stay with me."I look at the white number stuck on the gray door."The guy from apartment 512, like the song?" He smiles amused at what I say. "It was all planned, wasn't it?" I mumbled, but I knew they heard me."Don't bother, Natasha," Logan replied. "You see, these apartments are very small and there's only room for two people per house" he raised an eyebrow, holding back the urge to laugh. "We c

Nathan...How different Natasha makes me feel. I know that when I return home she will be there. Even if it's just for a few hours, having her to myself is unique and special. When I was told about this mission and shown the picture of her, there was something that captivated me. Just one picture was enough for that Russian to put my world at her mercy."What a nerve you've got, brother," says Logan as he arrives. "Bad night with the Russian?""I wish that's all it was," we sit under a tree. "I scared her while I was sleeping with her and confessed to her that I was in the military.""Are you crazy, Nathan? We can't lose the mission again. Not now that we are closer," he runs his hands through his hair nervously, "Did you tell her something else that will expose us? She can't know we're special forces."I laugh sideways at the conversation I just had with him."No, I'm not such an idiot to tell her that either," he looks at me incredulously. "Logan, that's not the problem," I sigh, st

We arrived at the hospital after noon. I told Danielle about my aunt and within minutes she was at Nate's house with Logan to cheer me up. As much as I want to go back to a time when my life was perfect, I can't seem to do it. It seems more like he was hell bent on making me suffer because of the power struggle that doesn't belong to me.I hate what my life has become.I was sitting in a chair waiting in Dr. Kozlov's office for someone to come in and explain to me what was going on. I know there are complications with all surgeries, but fate is being very cruel to me these days. I see several people come in making my heart race."Sorry I'm late," Dr. Kozlov excused himself, and a man and two other women came in with Nathan, Logan and Danielle."What happened to my aunt Francesca?" I ask, swallowing the lump in my throat, he sits down after closing the door."We only enforced Mrs. Rinaldi's last wishes," answers a brown-haired boy. "I'm Ryan Stevenson and I was in charge of performing

These last few days for me have been a martyrdom and total madness. My life has taken a 180 degree turn. Nothing is what it seems and no one is who they say they are. Lately I have been questioning whether it was necessary for me to know the truth.Sure, I wanted to know, but I didn't expect my life to be so different from how I was made to look. I don't think anyone in their right mind would believe that their life could have a radical change in the blink of an eye.I can't hide enough because I am in danger. I belong to the witness protection program as a survivor of an attempted murder masterminded by the person who was once my uncle. My older brother is none other than my medical idol. Aleksandr Kozlov is my brother, but he is also the leader of the Russian Mafia and is a deadly enemy of Stefano Rinaldi, leader of the Italian Mafia and who until a few weeks ago, was my adoring uncle.I think it was better to be ignorant of the whole situation."Hello," a sweet voice with an Italia

Days later.Andrews Air Force Base.Maryland- Southeast Washington DC.Nathan.Natasha and I have been dating for a few weeks now. I've been keeping an eye on her even though I had to come to Washington to brief General Johnson on what's been going on all this time.Mostly it's to inform him about the threat Natasha had from Stefano Rinaldi.Logan and I have been working and thinking about a safe place for her. A place where no Rinaldi henchman will harm her. Danielle, her best friend, has not been doing so well because of the little communication the two of them have.I confess that Natasha is not the same. She is more closed off when it comes to talking. She withdraws and isolates herself in a sea of thoughts that makes it impossible for us to enter.Including me being her boyfriend... honestly, I miss her."Sorry for the delay, guys," excuses General Jhonson. "From what I've been told, there's no turning back now. Stefano knows everything," he looks at us seriously. "Does that incl