LISAI sat rigidly, conversation drifting around me while I couldn’t even do anything to contribute.Because I didn’t want to be here. But Axel made sure I was here. I glanced up to see him having the time of his life. I must have glared hard because he looked up, a boyish and contagious smile on his face and I slowly dragged my thumb over my neck. His response was to flash me a wink.A wink, just the small flutter of his eye and I felt a flutter in the pit of my stomach. It was a couple of days after our conversation in the class and we still haven’t had sex, we’ve not really had time to fuck, to even sneak a quickie in between classes but we’ve talked and laughed and even though it hurts to admit, Axel Ivanov wasn’t that much of a bad company. In fact, he was good company most of the time until he decided to add my name to the list of organizers for the evening hang-out, something that I didn’t want to be at all.“I’m going to kill you,” I mouthed at him but his reply was a boyi
LISAI was still feeling the after-effects of the mind-blowing round of sex I had with Axel. After we both gathered our breaths, he helped me clean up and to dress up, and while at it, we had to resist giving in to the temptation that our bodies were craving and have another round of sex. He offered to drop me off in front of my hostel and while I desperately wanted to turn his offer down, accepting it was the most logical thing to do. It was already late and besides, it was just to drop me off in front of my hostel."You don't have to look so dead," he said the second I fixed the seat belt, "if riding with me makes you look that dead, you might as well get down."What the hell?I glared at him before turning to turn the door knob. He drove off immediately, rendering me incapable of getting down."You know, you might as well stop the car if you don't want me to ride with you.""It's not about me, it's about you, you look so fucking uncomfortable as if I'm going to smolder you to deat
LISAIt was a done deal. Sergios Fernandos was dead. His throat slit from ear to ear after I've ground on him for more than an hour after I've worked his body to a state to perfect arousal. He had thought he was going to get the sex of a lifetime, that he was going to have the best sex ever but what he was going to get was to die.And he did get it. The look in his eyes the minute I told him who I was, the pain and panic and realization, the deep seethed pain in his eyes the minute the razor tore through his skin, the scream that died in his throat because he couldn't get it out because he died on impact. At least, he didn't suffer. I couldn't bear to make him suffer. He died on impact and if there was something like second lives, he'd learn to cross with the wrong people.I stepped out of the bathroom. Tana wasn't around so I was the only one in the room. My whole body was cold and I wanted nothing more than to sleep and forget everything that happened in the past 24 hours but I
AXELWe were barely inside my apartment before I was inside her and fuck, she was so tight and I was so addicted to her.We fucked against the wall, fast and hard and I was able to wring two orgasms out of her before I came too. That should be it, that should take me out of the incessant need to be inside her but it wasn't even nowhere near enough. I was addicted to her, to her taste, to her gasps and moans anytime I was thrusting into her or working her body into a state of utter frenzy. I wanted that, I wanted her, all the time, any time I wanted.But I knew that wasn't possible. We were already playing with a fucking tornado sneaking around to fuck and sooner or later, we’d have to put an end to our games. That was why I had to enjoy whatever I could get when I could get it. I was completely ravenous over Lisa which was something that has never happened before. I was never ravenous over girls, I didn't see them anything other than a means of release and there were lots of hot gir
LISAThe words were out of my mouth before I could help them and while I was still trying to wrap my head around the fact of what I just did, he already pulled me into his hands to hug me protectively and soothingly.I couldn't remember the last time someone did that for me when someone hugged me this protectively and made me feel seen, consoled, and understood.It brought fresh tears into my eyes which made the whole thing hella embarrassing. I just confessed my biggest weakness to my biggest enemy and as if that wasn't enough, I was here crying on his shoulders. I raised my hands to push him away but he kept his hand wrapped around tightly around my body, making it impossible for me to move away. More tears started flowing from my eyes and the situation that I was in wasn't even helping matters. My body was barely wrapped in a towel and he was dressed in a pant that did nothing to conceal his hard ruggedness. And I was here sobbing into his shoulders. I tried my hardest to cry si
AXELIt took a while for Lisa’s tears to finally subsidize and I lead her to the bed. She wouldn't meet my eyes when I handed her a box of Kleenex. She just collected it wordlessly. I immediately excused myself from the room and went to the kitchen. I found myself making an herbal tea and it was only when I was about to enter my room that the absurdity of the whole situation dawned on me. I don't think I've ever made tea for anyone apart from myself, not even Prince and here I was, about to give Lisa Volkov tea while she still had my towel wrapped around her body and was sitting on my bed. And let's not forget that she just admitted one great, if not her greatest weakness to me and she just had a mental breakdown in my arms. I've never been good with crying women, I've never even liked the idea of crying women, I don't know what to do with them and most times, I always end up getting annoyed or something.But with Lisa, I had felt a protective surge course through my veins when she
AXELIt was a couple of days after Lisa confided in me about her intense hatred for killing people, something that she does best and does most of the time. And during those days when we were apart, I've spent half of that time feeling incredibly sad on her behalf that she was being forced into doing something that she didn't want to do. And I've had the other half angry at whoever was making her into what she didn't want to be. Most female mafia daughters that I knew were mafia princesses and they were always doted upon by maids and soldiers waiting on their beck and calls, they lived a princess and soft lives, they were completely unlike Lisa. I’ve always thought that she was just different, that she enjoyed the thrill of killing, that it makes her adrenaline surge faster as it does for most made men. I didn't know that she was doing something she didn't want to do, that she was doing something that gives her nightmares on end. I didn't understand the dynamics of her family to kno
AXELShe closed the distance between us and she threw her hands around me, hugging me.For a minute, I stiffened and froze under her hug because I had no idea what I was supposed to do with it. We've never been in this much proximity if it doesn't include a lead-up to sex. Hugs were reserved for people who shared a deep affection for each other, who liked each other and cared for each other, not people like us who shouldn’t even be seeing eye to eye. People like us who share a risky arrangement that must not and should never see the light of the day.And here we are, with her hands thrown around me, enveloping me in a hug that I wasn't supposed to like because I wasn't even a hugger, I've never liked the idea of hugging because why should I? Hugging was waste of time when we could use that time we'd waste on hugging for something more productive like fingering or sucking. But her hug was making me feel something different, something I've never felt before, it was an alien feeling, o