AGAIN THIS CHAPTER AND THE NEXT ONE ARE FOR annawannabanana who is possibly my best friend on wattpad. One of her family members has this virus that is tearing through our world. My prayers are with you anna!

zane!" Moriah pounded on the door of her room. "if you don't let me out-" her threat died as I opened the door letting her stumble out the door. I slipped an arm around her waist to keep her from face-planting. then fought against her struggles as I drug her back into the room. I toss her gently on the bed and watch her bounce slightly from the landing.

"given up yet?" I ask grabbing a few files from my back pocket and unfolding them.

"you wish." she practically spat.

so far the convincing was taking longer than expecting. it isn't a decision that I feel comfortable forcing her into know matter how many other superiors tell me to.

I have had her locked in this room for the last two weeks. she hasn't budged on her ideas either. in TWO WEEKS! I burry my rising anger and toss the files on the bed next to her.

"John philips. Carey Monroe. harry smith. sound familiar?" I cross my hands over my chest.

"you know they do." she said grabbing the papers flipping through them. "what does it have to do with me?"

"I am so glad you asked." I smile. "the first one was a man refused to give into the western mafia. he was shot in his own house in front of his 3 yea old daughter. the second was a lady who was just walking down the street. they picked her up did who knows what to her then left her on the side of the road for dead. the last was a person OUR age who got in too deep. he knew to much about their operation. they had no problem offing him."

"what your point?"

"you treated all of these patients. correct?" I ask and she gave a swift nod.

"the smith boy..I remember when he was brought in. I remember holding his hand while they rushed him to an emergency room. i can still see the look on his face when I knew he wasn't going to make it. when I grabbed his bloody hand and led him to the lord, and the dull look in his eyes when he drifted away." she whispered. a small tear slipped down her face as she pulled her knees to her chest and started crying silently.

well....shoot.

now what?

Joab walked past the door and stopped at the sight. sending a look my way he mouthed the words "hold her" then made a hugging gesture with his arms. I shot him a glare as he closed the door leaving me and Moriah alone.

I inch closer and set on the bed next to her. slowly I enclosed her in my arms and ran my fingers through her hair in a calming motion.

"hey it's ok. Im sorry I didn't know..." I whisper and start rocking her. she folds her legs down and smothers her face in my chest. I could feel the wet tears coming down her face and soaking a part of my shirt.

"he-i had never seen anyone die...I was supposed to save him. It was my job. I couldn't do it." she kept mumbling words along those lines. I pull her into my lap so I can hold her easier and slowly push her shoulders until he inched away.

"its not your fault. you didn't shoot him. the western mafia did and they will keep doing it until stopped." she nodded slowly but you could tell she still felt some guilt.

the tears had stopped so I eased her from my lap and slowly stood. back to business mode. "the papers." I point to the bed where they laid crumbled up. "they have names of all the people who they have killed over the last 2 years. care to guess how many of those you ended up taking care of? over 50% of them, Moriah."

I slowly stepped back inching towards the door. "just think what we could put a stop to with your help. there would never be another person going through those hospitals door that was by the western mafias hand. just think about that...." and with those words I slipped from the door.

..................MORIAH.......................

the tearstained papers laid crumbled in my hands. I can't even imagine the awful things that these people went through. I had held back for almost 2 weeks now. in the back of my head I could hear the words telling me not to do it but now the words were gone. an overwhelming peace filled my heart.

I had a reason I was holding back it wasn't that I didn't want to help. it was the fact that I didn't want to do something that was displeasing to God. I could feel his hand on my shoulder holding me back,  but now his hand was gone. and nothing but his encouraging words filled my ear. one word in particular kept playing over and over.

"go"

With that I stood up from the bed and made my way over to the door. to my surprised zane left it unlocked. I open the door and searched through the house for him. finally I walked outside and called his name.

no answer.

I kept searching until I made my way over to the penguin house. I walk inside and follow my gut as I let my feet take me all over the dark rooms.

strong arms grabbed me and twirling me around I let out an excited sequel.

"what are you doing sneaking around?" he laughed and set me on the ground in front of him.

"I was looking for you." I state taking a step closer then sticking a hand out to shake. "care to shake the hand of the next mafia queen stepping top to bat?"

"your actually going to do it?!" he sounded surprised.

"I believe that it where I am supposed to be. of course I have rules and a few things I wan to sort out but-"

zane stepped closer ad pressed his lips on mine. within seconds his hands wrapped around my waist and lifted me up until my feet weren't on the floor. since I was actually floating it didn't help keep away the floating feeling in my gut. this deep sent smelled like fresh trees and his lips like honey.

my head came back and with it my sense. I reached up and pushed his chest away. he slowly let me go and stepped away. not a hint of regret on his face.

"Don't ever do that again Zane." I kept myself from yelling and I placed a fist on my hip.

"I wanted to do it before you were engage to someone else." he shrugged. "plus I had been thinking about it for a while." he said like it was the most normal thing to say.

"so when can I meet my new fiancé?" I smirk.

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I took a seat of the dining room table as joab had told me to do. zane went to pickup a few people from the airport. he said that today would mark the beginning of my business with the northern and southern mafia.

today we were to talk about what they wanted exactly from me in terms of the marriage.

the apartment door opened and in walked he 2nd most intimidating man had ever seen. followed by the most intimidating man, zane. behind zane walked in a beautiful blonde decked out in light jeans with black lace filling the holes. a white t-shirt and a red and black leather jacket.

the man was wearing the same color leather jacket and a pair of dark jeans. they shot each other cute side glances every few steps before he eventually reached over and grabbed her hand pulling her closer to him.

I stood from the table upon their entry. the girl saw me first. she greeted me with a wide smile while they made there way closer.

"Moriah. these are-"

"Hunter Blade and Isabella Cross." I smiled shooting my hand out for them to shake.

"that's lovely she knows who we are." hunter laughs while shaking my hand. "if you don't mind me asking how'd you know out names?" he shot a glance at Zane who shrugged in amazement.

"how's your side?" I point to hunters mid stomach on the left side. "its been about maybe what 5 months?"

"I got it! you were the nurse! the one who helped hunter the day he got shot." Isabella grinned while giving me a big hug. "thank you."

"shall we get down business?" zane says and we all nod taking a seat at the table.

" about the arranged marriage. I know it is...unexpected but I think that if we play our cards right then maybe we can have everything done by the next year and a half. so I think after that time our business will be concluded."

"wait so you're saying that this marriage could be temporary? as in I don't have to stay married?"

"exactly." Isabella leans closer laying her elbows on the table. "and once you are married you will have to do practically nothing. you won't be on any missions. you will just attend a few things. other than that all responsibility will fall on your husband."

"so then I won't be married for a long time and I won't be responsible. " they all nodded. "I have ground rules then."

"your wish is our demand." hunter laughed leaning back in his chair.

"ok firstly I want my family to stay out of this. completely. I want them to believe that everything is ok and have no knowledge of the mafia."

"agreed." hunter said.

"I want to be able to attend my Sunday church again and start working my job." I continued.

"I will allow this except you are still in danger. until you are married you aren't allowed to leave this place. it could cost you your life."

"I understand." I state. "Rebekah is to be returned home as soon as possible."

"ill take her home myself." zane spoke up. I sent him a thankful smile.

"and since this marriage it temporary, I hope we can exclude all of the...marriage duties?" I say trying to sound as normal as possible while discussing this subject. hunter glanced at Isabella and they shared a look. zane shifted in his seat and ran his eyes over my body none to discreetly.

"I-i don't think it should be a problem, but it isn't something I can say. you'll have to talk to your future husband. " hunter explained and I nodded.

"so who is it? my husband I mean."

"how about we go take a walk around and i'll tell you all about him?" Isabella asked. "we have to leave in about 30 minutes and hunter and zane have stuff to go over."

"I would like that." I smile while we stood making our way out of the room.

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