I Made A Deal with the Devil.Chapter 39: pretty, sweet Amir Roswell .Maybe it was the moment Amir drank so much he couldn't think, couldn't even notice when the glass of vodka mixer in his hand was tinged blue with hard drugs.But Amir knows for sure the night has gone wrong when he has his body pressed against the wall of the night club, and not for hard pleasure.One man's leg pushes between his thighs, hair fisted between his grubby hands, another grips his waist, sharp little nails blooming purple fingerprints against his fair skin, the other stands back, voice quick and sharp down the phone, gun lazy in his hand, and a pocket full of drugs.And Amir can't even say a god damn word.Body unresponsive, limbs useless and mouth numb. His mind screams whilst his body fails him.The cold air hits him and he gasps through numb lips, blue and tingling. Amir groans and curses his unresponsive tongue, his filthy mouth dying to scream every insult under the sun at the men that dared to
I Made A Deal with the Devil.Chapter 40: a fool in love .With quick agility, Akio pushes out of the chaos of the club's crowds, and nobody notices until it is too late and he is slipping past the last bodyguard and into the blacked-out car, landing heavily onto cool leather seats he meets the startled eyes of the one and only Nikolai."Hey," he's surprised he managed to speak so calmly, only a slight quiver to his voice."Akio, what the, fuck," Nikolai splutters, phone lax by his ear even as a voice shouts through it. Everything is forgotten at that moment as he stares in surprise at the breathless boy in his car, cheeks flushed and eyes tangled in his gaze.For a second their eyes meet, Nikolai’s dark ones and Akio’s own softer ones, his pants still sounding into the cold night, warming the air between them he feels himself and Nikolai drawing together. Like magnets, the two get lost in the sheer chaos of the night, lost in each other –That is until a rough hand grabs Akio’s hai
I Made A Deal with the Devil.Chapter 41: all a fucking show .Gathering his breath he calms his nerves.You got this Akio, you can do it.Moving forward again he surveys the mess of his face, and finally sees the cause, a tiny little needle sticking into his neck. All at once goosebumps pick over his skin, his gut telling him he was in danger, someone has poisoned him, and they had done it professionally, he didn't know how, nothing made sense anymore.All he knew was that he had to get away.Pawing at the car door he cries in frustration to see they are locked, pulling and scratching at the lock he sobs in disbelief as it unlocks and he can yank open the door.Tasting freedom only a moment too soon as, for the second time that night, dark hands rush into the car and drag him out by his hair, scalp screaming, eyes watering and nerves burning he is thrown onto the hard ground, and in his gut, he knows this is the end...//Nikolai pushes through heavy doors, striding the lengths of
I Made A Deal with the Devil.Chapter 42: Simeon says let’s play a game .When he's close to the sitting man, eyes level to his crotch, he grins and practically purrs, climbing up until he's level with his face. Leaning into his ear he whispers slowly, words dripping in honey."Want to undress me, show me what you can give me," his eyes flick down to the man's lap and then back up, leaning in close his breath ghosts over the man's neck."Let me show you how a real bitch fucks," he says.And with that he bites down hard onto the man's ear until he tastes blood, simultaneously twisting his wrists free of the rope he grabs the burning cigarette and presses the lit end into the man's eyes, watching in satisfaction as the man screams like a fucking baby and cries out, hands clawing at his burnt mess of an eye socket.The cigarette bends and crumbles into his eye, amber ash and bubbling blood pooling around Amir’s fingers. He twists as you would an ashtray and flicks the stub at the othe
I Made A Deal with the Devil.Chapter 43: stuck in a graveyard ."And how would you begin doing that. Nikolai," Alexander questions, leaning forward in his chair in anticipation, drink long forgotten in his dark palm.And then Nikolai moves in for the kill."Well..."His hand is up before anyone can blink, finger squeezing the trigger and sending the bullet flying. The gun recoils and jars his shoulder but he doesn't even blink, watching in satisfaction as his bullet finds the target, sinking into soft flesh and ripping through shattering bone."I guess I would begin by doing that. Alexander Ivankov," he says, eyes capturing Japheth ( Nikolai’s biggest threat) and watching in satisfaction as his face is splattered by the blood of the dead man next to him.Nikolai watches the bodyguard drop, body falling to the ground as his head splits in two, messy opening wound destroying his forehead. Blood begins to pool beneath his frozen face and Nikolai brings his hand to his side, watching t
I Made A Deal with the Devil.Chapter 44: they are killers .Akio sits at the table slowly, Japheth sits next to him, towering over him dark and menacing. Nikolai returns back to the head of the table eyes not leaving his face, and hand not leaving his side where it rests over his gun.Alexander watches it all slowly, seeing in Nikolai’s eyes what Alexander must have looked like when he first met Amir, when he slowly corrupted his heart.Love makes men like them weak."Do you know who I am," Alexander asks Akio, everyone around the circle sits tense, watching Yoongi carefully.Akio’s eyes flick up nervously and he shakes his head quickly, soft hair rippling. Nikolai’s every instinct screams at him to get Akio out of there, next to him Ren rests a hand on his back lightly, grounding him."My name in Alexander Ivankov" he says simply, and watches as the recognition burns in Akio’s eyes, the stories, the whispers, the bloodiness to that name. Akio’s face is tense and he looks at Niko
I Made A Deal with the Devil.Chapter 45: love, desire and pure wildness .Amir grins evilly. He could taste the end, so near, he wanted to watch them break, see it in their eyes when they know they've lost.Because the lost the moment they decided to touch him. "Are you a gambling man?" He stares intently at the leader who raises a gun slowly, shakily, hand not even on the fucking trigger yet, pointing it at Amir’s dirty face.Amir scoffs at his pathetic existence, his finger shakes as it moves towards the trigger, the other men have abandoned him now, running to the exits to save themselves.Amir stares into his eyes and watches him."Let's hope you are a gambling man,"He doesn't speak, mouth set firm as the gun trembles in his strong hands."Shall we make a bet?" Amir teases, "what are the odds that those are my people, or yours?" He muses out loud, alive and pulsing with adrenaline and joy.The leader sweats and looks wildly at Amir, eyes begging him to shut up, but he won't,
I Made A Deal with the Devil.Chapter 46: real life angle . Dawn was almost coming; the night had been long and full of pain. Akio lies in his bed and lets the world move around him whilst he stays cold and frozen.He didn't know how to fix himself, not this time, not when he was this afraid.His world had been crushed in a single night, nightmares had become real, reality had become lost, and villains had gained faces – and those faces were sharp and tanned, golden and harsh, black eyes and black hair – black heart.Akio felt lost. He didn't know what he wanted. He didn't know what was right anymore.That was when he heard it, the dull knock that echoed through his apartment, bouncing from the walls and freezing his bones.He opens the door and almost screams until he sees a haggard-looking Nikolai swaying on his doorstep...Nikolai had been running for hours.From the moment the split up outside the burning building till now.His gun was heavy and hot at his side, four less bulle