2 CHAPTER 1

Zack:

I slowly crept in , careful not to startle  her. As expected perched on her bed, books scattered doing her school assignments. Leaning towards her ear, I muttered a soft Booh' just to surprise her. She flinched but jumped on me latching like a spider monkey squealing like a little girl. My little girl,shit I got it bad.

"Zack, you old sneaky bugger, when did you come? Did Geneviève know. Wait are you staying for dinner. And howmpph.." I cut her off by putting my hand on her mouth to stop her rambling. Just to feel the plumpness of her pouty lips I put a little pressure on her mouth.

In a daze I put her on the bed and gently laid her back. Fucking hell! she looks so good like this. Trapped by my bigger frame she looks so small, vulnerable and a little... prey. She looks cross-eyed to my current hand on her mouth and hit my arm. I chuckled and removed my hand. She glared at me. Cute.

"Sorry, you are just asking so many questions at one time " I told her to which she pouted. "To answer your questions I just came now and also I am staying for dinner." Just like a switch a large shit eating grin appeared on her face .

I took a seat beside her on the bed not so subtly inhaling her scent. Jesus! she is my addiction, an addiction which I enjoy.

"So, care to tell me what have you been up to?" She then went on and on about her day. Jesus, here I'm pining after a girl who is oblivious to her surroundings much less to my feelings.

A small hand waving in front of me broke me out of my reverie. I raised an eyebrow at her silently asking what. "I said would you like come to my the school carnival." Its always has been a ritual of mine to chaperone her in her school festivities. I nod at with a sure.

We just laid there for the next few hours her snuggled to me, when my mom hollered from downstairs for dinner.

A comfortable silence is enveloped during dinner with occasional clanking's of cutlery. My parents, Geneviève and Dustin Davis  are the typical classy couple of society and are certainly very in love with each other.

They are embodiment of poise and elegant.

They love Ana very much like their own daughter. I still remember it like yesterday when I first met her.

I am currently being chastised by my father for skipping school for the fifth time in this week when out of nowhere my mother, Geneviève barged into the office. Her face is contoured in urgency and her eyes are crinkled in worry.

 _Flashback_

"Honey, Can I have minute please?" They started  talking in hushed voices. As not to eavesdrop their conversion I went to my room. Later that night they came with a sleepy swaddled baby no less than fourteen months old. She was the daughter of my father's late best friend, Dmitri Ivanova and his wife Sheela Ivanova.

 _Present _

Till that day she always has been a bundle of joy for our family.

My original plan was to spend time with Ana and return to my house but my parents requested me to spend the night in their house. Anna is very much ecstatic.

I am getting ready for bed when I heard a knock . There stood my little love asking me if she could spend the night with me. Who am I to deny her request? I am more than happy  to accept.

We spend talking about random things mostly her talking and staring at her like a creep. She snuggled closer to me , I could see her eyes drooping so I petted her hair and told her to sleep. She gave me a lazy smile and muttered a quick night with that within a minute she is out like feather. Serene  I thought and closed my eyes.

I woke up to someone shaking my shoulders hard. " Anna, what time is it? ". She was currently hovering over me. " It's six Zack and your phone won't stop ringing ". The said thing started ringing again.

Liam. What the hell he wants this early. With a groan I picked it up.

"You better tell me a reason not to fire you from your damn position ". Liam has been my secretary for past two years. He is young twenty-threeish I guess but quite ambitious and talented. He reminded of the boy I used when I started my business at twenty two. He has been loyal ever since.

"Sir, I am really sorry for the inconvenience. The Germans have agreed for the meeting. I just got a text from Mr Elias's secretary that he will be here by today and will be staying here for a week"

Arriving today? For a ...week .Now that's something. "Oh! Thank you Liam . We will discuss it further when I swung by office". I hung up on him without goodbye. He didn't mind.

But apparently mine minded a lot and gave me a lecture that went on and on about how I'm being inconsiderate and ungrateful to people. Was I?. She then went to her room to get ready to school.

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I'm on my way to my office now. But mind is still stuck in the conversation I had with Anna.

After having breakfast with my parents, I offered Anna to drive to her school.

"Zack, can I ask you something if you don't mind ?". I jutted my chin slightly towards her saying to go on.

I could guess she is nervous by the way she is clenching her skirt. "Um... do you have any girlfriend "? This shocked me ,quite literally. That's a bit unexpected. I side eyed her but kept my face ahead. "Why do you ask"? In response she just shrugged. " I am just curious ". I smirked at her. "Sadly, I don't . But I have someone whom I admire a lot ". This perked her up. "Is this someone who I know of". I chuckled at her question. "Yes, as a matter of fact  you are close with that someone. I could practically feel the wheels inside her little head changing gears. I'm glad she didn't push me , but seeing her perplexed face and curious longing of her, I know that she wants to ask me more than anything. But refrained herself from doing it, probably thinking about invading my privacy. Soon baby, soon.

Liam came inside five minutes later. We discussed regarding the meeting. I told him to fix a date within the coming three days.

The went smoothly. It's lunch time now, I had yet to pick Ana from school as I had told to wait for me after school. Roughly thirty minutes later, I was in front of her school building. Geez, it's like bees are buzzing around me, how the hell teachers are able to handle these hundreds of brat at a time. I saw her coming. She has yet to see me but the scene in front of me has my blood boil.