Adrian I push out from the curb, the cold night air, hitting my skin. My bike engine revs as I drive through the darkness. The street is empty and there is no soul around. The world is quiet and it feels like I'm the only one awake. I'm not. A lot of things are going on even in the darkness. Dark things. I pull into a street and I soon arrive in front of a house. An old detached house that looks abandoned. I climb off my bike, pull off my helmet, and go straight into the house. “Where is Igor?” I ask, stopping in front of a huge man. I've met him only a few times before and he never hides the distaste he has towards me. “Inside. You're late.” He says in a rough Russian accent and I scoff. I was asleep when I got a call asking me to come to the house. It was fucking 1 am when I got a call from Igor, asking me to come over immediately. I ignore him and instead walk inside the house. The outside may look abandoned and old, but the inside isn't. In fact, everything is
Adrian.My heart pounds against my chest as I peek out of my hiding spot. With my gun in hand, I was ready to fire once I spot my target. Sweat drips from my brows as I listen to all the noises coming from the hall and I worry. Igor had told me to get in and out as fast as possible, but the target hadn't shown up. He'd told me getting in would be the hardest part and I did just that. The target is what was keeping me longer than I am meant to be here."Where are you, you fucker?" I say as I look through the little opening in my hideout. That's when I notice the guards seem to have doubled and I panic. Okay, okay, breathe in, I tell myself. It is just an extra set of pinheads, nothing I can't take care of, I say to myself. I am Adrian, AKA one-shot sniper, I never miss. This was nothing.But something in the back of my mind is telling me there is something off. I can't put my finger on it, but I hope everything falls in line. It would be a pain if it didn't."Viktor… Alexei…Mikhail,
Adrian “He really underestimated me.” He smacks his lips, shaking his head meaningfully.“I like you, Adrian.” He says again and I find myself glaring at him.“That's why I'm going to offer you a deal,” He continues and I just stare at him.What deal?“You have two options. It's either you get killed or you kill.” “What do you want Nikolai?” I grunt, feeling pain course through my body.“If you want to kill me, just do it already!!” I yell, struggling with the chair and it makes annoying sounds that make my ears itch.“Why kill such a pretty boy like you, when I can make good use of you?” He asks no one in particular, then he smiles and continues.“The deal is simple, work for me. Not only will it earn you your freedom, you'll get paid more than what that fucker pays you.”“And why should I work for you?”“I've run my check on you, you have potential and I like that. So what do you say? Huh?” He stares directly into my eyes and I look away. Not that I find him intimidating but I fel
Adrian “Get the job done real quick. We’ll be leaving in one hour.” Niko-fucking-lia voice rings in my ear as I drive my bike to Igor’s place. Am I going to kill him? Yes. It's either I die or he dies. I can't give up my life for him, there's so much more I'm yet to achieve. I grunt angrily, maneuvering my bike to his place. I can't even think of running away after killing him. Fucking Nikolai placed a tracker on me. I don't know where. He made me unconscious, opened a part of my body, and planted a tracker there. I've tried looking for the spot, but I can't find it. I don't feel any pain either. Another grunt escapes my lips as I swerve my bike to a dark alley. I would make it quick and pay a quick visit to Larisa, my girlfriend. I know she'll be so worried about me. I can't even find my phone. I pull up my bike in front of Igor’s house and step down. I catch sight of the guard. Annoying bastard. “Where's Igor?” I ask, standing in front of him. I look unharmed, but I have a
Adrian Everything feels blank. I loved Larisa so much. I killed for her. I did everything for her and what did I get in return?Parking in front of the building Nikolai asked me to meet, I climb down from my bike.He's outside the building, with three SUVs parked. He's ready to leave.I watch him talking to one of his men. His hair is not packed this time and just flies in the wind as he speaks. Bastard. Do I hate him? Yes. A lot. He gets on my nerves.He turns his head over to my direction and when his eyes land on me, he smiles.“You made a mess.” He comments, motioning for me to walk towards him.“I asked you to kill Igor, just him.” He must have seen the bodies.“Who I kill is none of your fucking business.” I grit my teeth and the smile on his face widens as he speaks.“You'll need to learn your manners, Adrian, you don't speak to me in that tone.” The smile on his face falls. “I'm your boss.” He adds before turning back to the man he was speaking to earlier.“We're leaving.” H
Adrian “Step back miss,” I utter softly to the raging lady in front of me with my most respectful voice, but the look in her eyes only hardens.“Who the fuck is this bastard!” She yells in Russian and I slowly shake my head. Why is Nikolai still quiet? He should deal with his sister.“Please step back, miss.” I utter politely, but she only glares harder at me before looking at her brother.“Tell this bastard to get his hands off me Nikolai, or I'll kill him before killing you!” She snaps again in Russian and finally, Nikolai reacts.“Are you done, Irina?” Irina. That's her name.“No, I'm not. Where the hell were you?” She screams at him, finally releasing the knife. I sigh in relief, bending down to pick up the knife.“You just disappeared after father's funeral and you think you can appear again. Get out Nikolai, you're not needed anymore!” She screams, her face red as she practically jumps in his face though he's way taller than her.“Irina,” Nikolai begins, taking in a deep breath
Adrian I have no idea how I fell asleep, but I did it. I wake up the next morning, with someone pounding on my door loudly. And who the fuck is that bastard? I think to myself, a groan escaping my lips as I slowly get out of bed.I'm still wearing my clothes from yesterday and seriously, I need a change of clothes.“Who's it?” I ask groggily, opening the door to reveal the face of a man.Huge, tall. Jet black hair with black eyes. He has that terrifying look that scares people. Too bad, he doesn't scare me.“Who?” “Follow me.” He utters instead and immediately turns to leave.What the hell? Just that?My brows furrow and I reluctantly begin to follow behind him.“If you want to work here. You have to be punctual. No one sleeps till eight.” He points out, walking towards the direction of Nikolai's study.“Where did the boss pick you from?” He pauses, turning to face me.“Why don't you ask him that yourself?” I challenge, I hate his humor. Who does he even think he is? “Look Adrian,”
Nikolai As I walk into the Dining room with Olga, three pairs of eyes stare directly at me. One with anger. I totally understand Irina, she'll come around.And two with nothing but pure contempt. Those two pairs of eyes belong to my mother and brother. She stands up the moment she sees me, Pavel following suit like the dog he is.“What are you doing here?” She asks, not hiding the hatred she has for me. I'm already used to it.Her hair is packed in a tight bun and she's wearing her usually straight red dress which usually has a black belt that matches with her shoe.“Because this is my house.” A smile graces my lips and my eyes land on my little sister.“How are you, Irina?” I ask.“As if you care how I am.” She mumbles standing up to her feet and she disappears from the dining room, going straight upstairs.Seriously, Irina and Olga are the only people I care for in this house.Olga is not my mother but she practically raised me and made me feel motherly love and Irina, she used to
Adrian As Nikolai and I lie on the bed, I can feel his fingertips drawing an imaginary lie on my back. I have something to ask him and in looking for the perfect way to start asking for my request. I’m fucking nervous, and I hope that he can’t sense that. “Do you have anything to tell me, pretty boy?” He questions, and there is a hint of curiosity in his voice. “You’ve been moving your body nervously and your mouth keeps opening and closing, if you have anything to say to me, spill.” He urges and I suck in a deep breath. We just finished having two rounds of hot sex and my whole body aches, especially my butt hole. My head rests on his chest as o love the feel of the warmth that goes through me as our naked bodies touch. “Well,” I begin as I take a deep breath. I want to take him out of the house, us alone. I want to bring him to Uncle Sergei, just like he had asked me to. I already have the excuse to give to Nikolai. I’m only struggling with how I’ll spill. “Let’s go out.”
NikolaiI pour the lube over his arse hole, its scented smell filling the air as it tries to overcome the smell of oil paint. I had long bent him over the table as he sets out his arse for me to fuck. “This is one of the most sexy ass ever.’’ I confess with a smile on my face as I begin to work two of my fingers, in and out of his ass. Honestly, he has the most sexy, perfectly rounded arse ever. He’s so fucking hot, and I can’t help but run my hands over his sexy ass cheeks. My dick is still fucking hard, and I can’t wait to get it into his hole, but I’ll have to prep him with my fingers first.“You’re taking my fingers so well, pretty boy. I know you’ll do the same with my cock.’’ I say with a smirk on my face and I'm rewarded with that sexy moan of his. “Mhm….fuck….mhmm..oh my….fuck.’’ He moans and curses at the same time and hearing him moan out due to the pleasure I'm offering him, makes my whole body tingle with anticipation. His tight hole basically sucks in the whole length o
Nikolai My cock slides into his mouth as he begins to suck hungrily on it. Fuck! I've missed this feeling so much, though it has only been like a day that I did not get to feel his mouth wrapped around my cock, it still feels like ages.My ragged breathing coupled with the sound of him gagging fills the room as he brings my cock in and out of his mouth, sucking on it vigorously. “Fuck! Adrian. You really know how to do a good job.” I say out breathlessly, my words breaking as I speak.It feels so fucking out as my dick throbs even more as he makes sloppy sounds, taking in and out.I would really love to take over the reins and fuck his mouth, but I decide not to and just allow him to suck me off instead until I cum. And I know it will not take long before he gets me to cum.Blow jobs from him, just keep getting better and better. He keeps getting better and better. I've never felt this good, not when a woman is sucking off as even a man. Everything feels complete to Adrian. I don't
Nikolai We both move around the room, still kissing each other hard as we come to a stop when Adrian’s back rests against a table. He wraps his hands around my neck, pulling me closer, our bodies almost becoming one as we kiss each other hard. “Fuck it!” He curses, his words barely audible due to the kiss as his hands roam all over my body. His hands find my buttons and he begins to button my shirt. He pulls off the shirt after he’s done and he tosses it aside afterwards. My finger traces through his jawline as I kiss him hard, our tongues dancing in the same sync like we want to take each other's breath away. The moment feels so passionate and intimate and I don’t want it to stop. He finally breaks off from the kiss, going down on his knees the next second. I really love it when he goes down on his knees for me, looking all pretty and ready to be fucked. He does not waste any moment as he lets down the zip of my trousers. His hands make their way into the waistband of my boxer, f
Nikolai I smile the moment I see Adrian walk into my Art room. I’ve been waiting for him and he was pretty late. I can only guess that something held him up, that’s why he delayed.“So I should remain standing here?” His words jolt me out of my thoughts and I lift my head, with a smile on my face as I nod, “Yes.” He’s standing behind a stool, but I’m going to make him sit later on. I’m painting him. There’s no way I’m not going to paint the handsome male in front of me. I’ve been meaning to do it, and today happens to be the day since I’m free.“So what should I do next?” He asks with a curious look on his face as I chuckle.“Pull off your shirt, pretty boy,” I smirk, as I take a second look at all my brushes to make sure that they are all perfect. I’ve been painting since I was a little kid, it’s something that I love doing. It calms me down. Whenever I got shunned by Zoya or got beaten up by my father. I always drew or painted something. You can say this art room was my solace and
Adrian The day goes by quickly. While Nikolai sends Ilya, Kuzma and some other guards on an errand, I stay back. Sometimes, I find it really Annoying that he leaves me out of it. Even if we are doing things behind closed doors, I'm still working under him. I should at least get something to do, Nikolai just doesn't want to hear of it.The moment the clock hits 2, I find myself getting ready to his art room which he asked me to come to. I wonder what's going to happen there. Just when I'm about to step out of the room, my phone in my pocket rings. It's Uncle Sergei.I let out a tired sigh, closing the door back. I go straight into the bathroom to receive the call, as I don't want to risk anyone hearing me.“Uncle Sergei,” My voice is low and composed as I receive the call.“You're slacking Adrian.” That's the first words he says. I inhale sharply as I run my hands through my hair. It's not as easy as it seems.“No, I'm not. I'm only being careful.” I tell him but he mumbles something
Nikolai The way Adrian acts like a scared kitten is hilarious. And I seriously have no idea why Olga chose to come to my room at this time. I was about to have a good relaxing blow job and she just….ruined it.“Good morning, Olga.” I greet her in Russia, not bothering to hide the displeasure in my voice. Her coming to knock is not funny at all. And I know why she came. To invite me for breakfast. I know that she cares and worries about me and I am totally grateful and I love her for that. But getting a blowjob from Adrian is exactly what I need in the morning. Not some Russian soup. Hers are fucking delicious though.“Koyla!!” She calls on seeing me. I only open my door slightly and I stand by the entrance. If I don’t do that, she’s going to barge into my room and I don't want that.“Good morning Olga. You sure know how to ruin a good sleep.” I draw out and she eyes me, before playfully hitting my shoulders.“You don’t sleep this late, Koyla. I was worried and curious.” She points ou
Adrian I moan in my sleep as I feel a pair of strong arms firmly wrapped around me. His masculine smell hits my nose and a smile forms on my lips. After I asked him to hug me last night, he just took me to bed and we fell asleep in each other’s arms. I smile as I find myself moving closer to him. Dang it, Adrian! You’re already close enough.This is the first time I’m actually waking up to see Adrian sleeping beside me. He usually wakes up before me every morning when we spend the night as he gets out of bed to take care of a few things.I can hear his soft breathing but I can’t see his face, as my head is on his naked chest. I find myself running my fingertips over his inked skin. His chest heaves as he breathes softly and I can only take it that he’s asleep, but the next thing I hear is his voice.“You better stop that now, unless you want me to fuck you before getting out of bed.” I feel my whole body shake with anticipation. Hell! I want him to do that. The fuck?“You’re awake?”
Adrian I've lost count of how long I've been sitting by this bedside watching Irina as she sleeps. I came into this room about two hours ago and it took a lot of time before I finally got to calm her down.She apparently had a nightmare about her mother trying to throw her off the railing again and I’ve longed convinced her that Zorya can't do shit. Nikolai had saved her and Zorya and Pavel are currently on house arrest. She's sleeping soundly and I've attempted to leave her room twice but she ended up waking up and then begged me to stay. I stayed. I let out a deep sigh as I watched her sleep. I’m tired right now and I’m currently planning to leave her room. My eyes fall on Minnie, who is sleeping as well. It seems I’m the only one awake in the whole house, along with the other guards around the compound. I slowly stand up from where I'm sitting as I fix my eyes on her for a while, making sure she doesn't wake up. She's fast asleep now and I can only hope that she has gone deep in