ALEX: Perfect Opposite Book One (Extended edition)
Publication date: January 23rd 2017
Genres: New Adult, Romance
Their wishes were simple and modest. Fate had other things in store though, and she can be a real bitch sometimes.
All he wanted was to get the job done and somehow to endure those long months playing nanny to a spoiled little rich girl. Without strangling her with his bare hands in the process. Well, it is going to be much easier said than done.
All she wanted was to escape the past and live like any other girl. Her plan definitely didn’t include the arrogant, tattooed savage, with his awful mohawk and lack of social graces, whose only mission was to stick real close and mess up her life.
But, people aren’t always what they seem to be, are they?
I stared into the darkness of the corridor, its inky blackness looking right back at me like Nietzsche’s abyss.
How in the hell had I ended up in such a mess? How could I have managed to screw up so badly?
The fact that Sasha was my boss’s daughter was the least of my problems. I took the phone out of my pocket, deciding that the best course of action would be to call Nikolai right away and ask him to send some of Vlad’s guys to take my place. Punching the number automatically, I waited for him to pick up, while my mind worked overtime, trying to think up a convincing reason to relieve me of my current duties. None came, and in the eternity of the first ring, I decided to hang up and rethink.
“What’s happened?” he answered just before I could cut the call.
All thoughts of making excuses evaporated, leaving me with no option but to tell him the truth, so I parted my lips to do it but no sounds came. I knew that Vlad’s guys were all hardened professionals, their skills honed through years in and out of dangerous places and lethal situations. Any one of them could guard Sasha as well as me, perhaps even better, but just thinking about the possibility of leaving her in someone else’s care made me shudder.
“Sorry, boss,” I heard myself say, knowing all the while that I was making a big mistake, yet somehow throwing caution to the wind. “Phone was in my pocket. I forgot to lock it. Situation’s normal and no one’s dead.”
“Christ, Aleksey! You had me reaching for my Beretta.” I heard him let out a long breath. “ So, everything is okay?”
“Yeah.” I tried to sound casual as I squeezed my temples, mad with myself.
What the fuck is wrong with me?
When I heard the line go dead, I lit another cigarette, its tip fizzing at the end of the flame from my Zippo, the vague aroma of petrol filling my lungs along with its blue smoke. A satisfying hit in the midst of a most unsatisfactory situation. How the hell was I supposed to go back inside and pretend that nothing had happened?
Zoya spent years doing volunteering work all across Europe, from cleaning school basements in Northern Russia to excavating Stone Age artifacts in Euskadi (the Basque country) and renovating castles from the middle ages in Southern France. She always dreamed of working with ‘Doctors without borders’ somewhere out in Africa, but ended up doing an ‘ordinary job’ in one of the smaller European countries.
Her greatest passion is devouring each and every book that comes within her reach.