Chapter 39

Zach's PoV

Everything seems to be happening so fast, I can barely find time to scratch my ass these days. My work and personal life are barely hanging on by a thread but I'm relentless in my pursuit of success and happiness.

The meeting with the Russians ended twenty minutes ago, so I decided to stay back at the hotel and get some more work done. Yana is already home from work so that's one less thing for me to worry about it. The server places a Jamison down beside me, I look at him quizzically. "I didn't order that Sir." I quip.

He smiles politely, "It was sent by the lady at the bar Sir." I follow the direction of his hand and shock emanates through me. Natasha is sitting there, grinning from ear to ear with a Martini in hand.

She sashays towards me and takes a seat with an apologetic look on her face. Natasha sighs, "It's a peace offering Zach." She points at the drink and raises her glass towards me in a toast.

Hissing my teeth, I push the highball glass towards her. "Life is not