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He swallowed, feeling a rush of warmth gather around his chest. He’d finally let himself admit and confess his feelings to her, and he was going to tell her everything he’d been holding back from saying.
“Yes, I do.” He inhaled. Nothing ever made him anxious, but the beautiful woman standing in front of him—his wife and the mother of his unborn child—did. “I think I fell in love with you the first time we met at the bar, but I was too foolish not to recognize that feeling for what it was.”
A smile spread across her face, and her eyes gleamed with unadulterated joy. “I never thought you would ever say it back to me. To be honest, I was afraid you wouldn’t feel the same or be excited for the baby.”
He huffed a laugh. “I would kill for you, Malyshka. I would let the world burn for you and our unborn child. If that isn’t love, then I have no idea what it is.”
She flattened her hands on his chest. “I know you will. Thank you for making my night.”
“I should be thanking you for making me the happiest man alive.”
His phone rang before she could reply. Konstantin’s name flashed on his screen. He answered. “What now?”
Konstantin cleared his throat. “We found a woman looking for your wife, Chief. I think she’s the same girl we’ve been trying to find. Her name is Amy Spencer.”
Lev turned his attention to Zia. “What did you say your friend’s name was?”
“Her name is Amy. Amy Spencer,” Zia added. “Is something wrong?”
“I can’t say. Remember the club I told you we just opened?”
Zia nodded. Her big blue eyes grew wide with anticipation.
Lev smiled and tucked a lock of curly hair behind her ear. “Get dressed; we’re going to the club.”
“By this time? Why?” she asked.
He didn’t want to lie to her, but he wanted to give her a little surprise. “I have work to do.”
Chapter 22 - Zia
Zia chuckled as Lev pressed his lips to her, her hands sliding inside his hair.
“Having fun, Malyshka?”
“I'm having a good time,” she smiled, kissing him again before he let go. “You're not done with work.”
Tonight came with a lot of surprises. First, she found out she was pregnant and then Lev told her he loved her. She could still feel the butterflies in her stomach. He loved her and he loved their child, all her worries had been for nothing.
But then he’d mentioned Amy. She hoped he’d found her friend, but it didn’t seem so. Zia just hoped Amy was alive and well where she was.”
“Not yet. Almost. Just concluding the fine details so I don't have to come back here in a hurry.”
They were in the VIP section of Club Noelle, one of Lev's recently opened establishments since the destruction. Music streamed out from the speakers overhead, and usually, in a club this large, all one could smell was alcohol and sweat, but since Zia was in the VIP section today, all she could smell was Lev's citrus cologne, even after he left the room.
Two guards were watching her every movement, including Konstantin, who she was now pulling smiles out of regularly.
“Oh, okay. You asked about Amy, is she fine?”
He grinned. “Let’s save that question for after tonight. I don’t want to ruin it for you.”
“And what's happening tonight?” Zia swooned teasingly.
“I'm gonna show you rather than tell you,” Lev winked.
A guard that Zia remembered being told to man the exterior of the door leading into the VIP lounge came up to them and whispered in Lev's ears.
“Is there a problem?” Zia asked with concern as the man left.
