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Playing the Devil's Game Chapter 23
Sitting by the car in a dark alley and laughing at whatever Russo was saying wasn’t one of the ways I pictured spending tonight. First, it was a fantastic dinner, and now it’s the tales. I tried to focus on the man and the way we were holding hands, but it was getting difficult for me. He was too tempting to resist, a beautiful temptation. “If you keep looking at me like that butterfly, I will take you here and have you fill this alley with your screams.” he retorted, which seemed to snap me out. I flashed him another smile. Since he packed the car by the side of the road and he got down to sit at the back with me, We’ve done a lot of things. We made out for almost fifteen minutes, and now we were just talking about random things; it was relaxing even for me. “I hated the whole class after that, and I never spoke to her or anybody again.” he continued, and I started to laugh again. He was telling me about the time in middle school when he got rejected, and he had to take it the hard
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The tension in the room was palpable, like a storm gathering strength before the deluge. I couldn't help but clench my fists, my knuckles white with the effort of keeping my emotions in check. Russo had asked me to take some time off to get myself together, and I couldn't understand why. I didn't want to be anywhere else but here, in the thick of things, trying to piece together the puzzle of Ergonov's latest moves.He thinks those teenage boys are a distraction from Egornov and I may be in danger. Sometimes I wonder who the fuck the man was and how he could have deep dated hatred from Russo like that. I’ve always found Mafia ties confusing but Ergonov is hell bent on ending Russo and his empire. I stared at Russo, his sharp features etched with frustration. We were all affected, if we had walked into an ambush yesterday, nobody would have made it alive. As an agent, one of the most utmost training you get is a reminder that 0.01 seconds in front of a bullet could determine your fut
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Rusoo pulled me closer before he started to kiss me and every pepe talk I gave myself about nt kissing him, unless its absolutely necessary flew out of the window and I wrapped my hands around him. I once read that i am sorry sex bangs harder and i hope tonight even bangs harder thna the imaginations in my head. He sucked my tongue for a while before his hands made its way to my nightwear, they were unbutoming my shirt very fats and if i knew he would come back here tonight, maybe I would have stayed naked. “The things you do to me butterfly, you have no idea” he groaned after breaking away from the kiss and he moved his mouth down to my neck, to trail kisses along them. The feeling was sending em and I rubbed my hand all over his torso, creating chain of hot feeling where my hands was. He flipped us over and he was on top of me before kissing me again and this time, one of his hands made it to my neck in a light choking manner, before he shoved his tongue right into my throat. He
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I stood by the car, the engine still running, my heart racing as Russo glared at me with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine. I'd come to the warehouse as requested, bringing the file he'd instructed me to retrieve. Something about the way he was approaching me made it look like I was in trouble, and the thought of that was making my stomach churn uncomfortably. But something was off, and I couldn't quite put my finger on it. Russo’s eyes kept darting back and forth between me and the warehouse. He looked like he didn’t want me to come here or know about the existence of this place. Something told me that this was where the main thing was going down. Like the office back home was a decoy to keep people like me away from the shady dealings of the mafia. "Alissa," Russo's voice was tight, his jaw clenched as he stepped closer. "Where's Romero?"My confusion deepened, and I stretched the file towards him. And he still looked more confused, like he was expecting something else
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The morning light streamed through the bedroom window, warming the sheets beside me, but it did little to thaw the frostiness that had settled between Russo and me. I blinked, still feeling the discomfort of him leaving early without a word. It was silly, really, to be bothered by his absence, but I couldn't shake the gnawing feeling in my gut.He was back to acting like the way he was acting,Ike I wasn’t a human or like I didn’t matter. Just a quick hole for his pleasure release and I was hating myself even more. Maybe I should try another method on doing my job, I should have known from the first time we met that a man like Russo doesn’t have anything to offer me. I dressed quickly, slipping into a sleek black dress suitable for another day at the office, though today, the thought of work left me less than enthused. Russo had always been the man of few words in the morning, but today he seemed to take it to a new level, ignoring my presence as if I were a mere shadow.We exchanged
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It had been a week since Russo had left for that business meeting. A week of silence, a week of feeling his absence like a phantom limb, a week of confusion and growing attachment that I was reluctant to admit.I should have known that a man like Russo who would always accuse me of running would do the exact same thing once he gets the chance. I was really giving him multiple grace to be honest. I shouldn’t but let’s say my mission requires it. I knew it wouldn’t be long before I wrap up this stupid party and head back home. On one hand, I was plagued by the realization that my heart had inexplicably found a place for Russo, even as I knew I had to find a way to sever the burgeoning connection. On the other, I felt an overwhelming guilt for not making more progress with my mission. I knew it took time, often years, to build the kind of influence needed to bring Russo down. But with him too present from my life for this long, my focus had been anything but steady. I was getting lost
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As I carefully applied the cool, soothing lotion to my skin, I heard a soft knock on the door. My heart quickened as I recognized Russo's voice. "Alissa, can I come in?""Of course," I replied, my voice slightly trembling. I quickly wiped my hands on a towel and turned to face the door, feeling a mixture of surprise and anticipation.Russo entered, his eyes roaming over the skincare products on my vanity and the soft light that bathed the room. "You're still up?"I nodded, a little flustered by his unexpected visit. "Couldn't sleep."His gaze lingered on me as I continued my skincare routine, a mix of serums and creams to keep my skin healthy and glowing. "I see. Alissa, did that guy, hurt you earlier?"I met Russo's gaze, my surprise growing. "No, he didn't hurt me. He was just... odd."Russo's expression softened with relief, and he exhaled. "Good. I wouldn't have forgiven myself if he had."I placed the final touches on my skincare routine, feeling Russo's presence linger in the ro
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"Romero, leave."The tone of Russo's command was unmistakable, a clear indication that he wanted his subordinate gone. But as the seconds ticked by, I could sense Romero's reluctance, the palpable tension hanging in the air. I was scared, i had no idea what this man could do to me and the fact that is face wasn’t giving any hint even scared me more. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the door swung open, and Romero emerged. He shot me a lingering, piercing glance, his dark eyes a mix of anger and suspicion, before he reluctantly departed, the door clicking shut behind him. Romero wanted to hear my verdict, and if anything, I was grateful that he wasn’t letting him stay. I couldn't help but hold my breath as Russo turned his attention to me, his eyes sharp and probing. Somehow, beneath those orbs, I could see traces of the man that would believe me. I had to give it my all, I would try to manipulate my way out of this and be very careful next time. "Alissa, what were you doi
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The azure waters of the Aegean Sea stretched endlessly before us, each wave whispering tales of the timeless beauty that surrounded our haven. The Grecian sun, a molten orb in the cerulean sky, cast a golden glow over the whitewashed walls of our secluded vacation home. I had orchestrated this idyllic retreat, a sanctuary where the echoes of our love story would harmonize with the serenity of the landscape.The villa, nestled on a hillside, offered panoramic views of the sea, a canvas painted in hues of sapphire and emerald. Every detail had been meticulously arranged—a testament to my desire to create a moment etched in the tapestry of our shared history.Chloe, unaware of the orchestration unfolding around her, marveled at the beauty of the surroundings. As she strolled through the manicured garden adorned with vibrant bougainvillea, a breathtaking panorama unfolded before her. A private table, adorned with fresh flowers and delicate candlelight, awaited us on the terrace, overlooki
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The room felt heavy with an unsaid tension as Russo's eyes locked onto mine. His question was simple, yet it echoed loudly in the silence, "Are you going to scream?" A myriad of emotions swirled within me, leaving me speechless in the wake of this unexpected encounter.I shook my head very fast, I have zero intentions to scream and knowing Russo, he wasn’t here to hurt me. I wondered how he tracked me down to this pace, but i guess I wasn’t that hard to find. I wasn’t really bothered about hiding my location, and even now, I still don’t care. With a nod from him, the grip on my wrists eased, granting me freedom. In that moment, I anticipated anger or retribution for my betrayal. To my surprise, Russo's gaze remained steady, studying me as if decoding a complex message. The air hung thick with the weight of our shared history and the choices that had led us to this crucial moment.Struggling to find my voice, I began to apologize, the words spilling out in a desperate attempt to conve
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The coastal town had transformed into my safe haven, a place where the crashing waves played a soothing symphony in tune with my solitude. Tranquil days extended into weeks, each sunset delivering a sense of peace that had long evaded me. Despite the calm, the echoes of my past refused to fade away.The constant buzzing of my phone disrupted the peace of my coastal retreat. Mike's persistent attempts to contact me forced a change of numbers, a desperate measure to shield myself from the shadows of my previous life. Medea had expressed concern in a call, but I insisted on isolation. The need for distance, both physical and emotional, propelled me to this picturesque coastal town.The local animal shelter stood like a beacon of hope, offering a sanctuary for abandoned souls seeking refuge. My decision to adopt a dog stemmed from a longing for companionship, an acknowledgment that I couldn't face the echoes of my past alone.Upon entering the shelter, the air was filled with a mix of bar
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As I entered my flat, the weight of the decisions I had made sat heavy on my shoulders. The sound of the door closing brought to my attention the emptiness that appeared all around me, serving as a continual reminder of the choices that brought me to this isolated location.The evening progressed, and it turned out to be a very unpleasant experience. It seemed as though each passing second was a march towards a daybreak that did not provide any assistance. I was unable to fall asleep, and the shadows that were cast on the walls seemed to make fun of the fragmented reality that I was confined in.Even the dawn did not bring any solace. On the contrary, the consequences of my treachery were followed with a sickening malaise. This morning, I made a conscious effort to walk to work, avoiding every regular route that I typically use. The experience of ascending the stairs to get to work has never been so taxing. It was as if I had returned to my own reality, and the world had obviously mov
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There was a heavy sense of expectancy in the air, and the tension in this room had been in a chokehold that was gradually released. As we watched the covert drama that was taking place on the TV in front of us, Medea stood next to me, remaining mute as she watched it. The bait had been accepted by Russo, despite the fact that I had prayed to the universe countless times that he would not. With his knowledge, it is likely that he would arrive by himself and not even notify Romero about it. The FBI will not kill him, which is a relief; nonetheless, the most unfortunate aspect is that he was present during this treachery. When I was writing the report, I would have preferred not to stare into his eyes; but, the honorable thing for me to do was to cuff him personally. This was my way of letting the director know that I had completed the responsibilities of the job. I was on my way to being promoted, and it was likely that I would be transferred away from this state once all of these thi
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Although I was able to hear the faint echoes of laughing and glasses being clinked, I was unable to pick up on the lively energy that was there at the after-party. In spite of the shifting shadows and weak lights, I examined the whole area in an effort to locate the recognizable shape of Alissa. All the same, she remained evasive, like a ghost in the middle of the celebration.There is a good chance that she is in this area, on my side, and not too far away from me. I have been doing all in my power to alleviate the tension that exists between us, and I have been doing an excellent job of handling it. Even if there is a small voice in my brain that continues arguing back, at least I am aware that she will not be leaving me any time soon. As I turned to face Romero, you could see lines of confusion etched over my forehead. "Have you seen Alissa?"The short hesitance that was obscuring his countenance caused his eyes to waver somewhat. "Yeah, she has been gone for that long. It was st
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The day of the celebration was jam-packed with activities. Russo entrusted me with the organization of things since he needed to focus on his company. As I moved from one position to the next, I oversaw the completion of all of Russo's requests. Romero, who never wavered in his allegiance, was a tremendous assistance to me in comprehending the complex interplay between mob politics and societal norms.As time went on, Romero instructed me to get ready and urged me to depart. He told her, "Alissa, everything's set here," and he meant it.I am grateful that we were given a break. I took a moment to reflect on my appearance in the serene dressing room mirror. A tumult of conflicting emotions erupted as a result of the weight of my obligations, the directives from the FBI, and the conversation I had to have with Russo.I paused for a few seconds, tears streaming down my cheeks. The strain of balancing my two lives was beginning to take its toll, and the powerful image I had constructed wa
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My mind kept going back to the premeditated kidnapping that took place earlier in the day despite the fact that the day was fraught with chaos. Russo came into my life at a time when I was trying to unravel the falsehoods and deceptions, bringing with him a force that sliced through the gloom."Alissa!" he exclaimed, the joy in his eyes clearly seen in his expression. "I have something amazing to tell you."I remembered the convoluted past that we had together and stared at him with wary fascination as I recalled it. "What is it, Russo?"He talked with much zeal. I'm putting up a charity ball, which is a major event to generate money for pediatric surgical procedures. Alissa, just think of the people whose lives we could impact.The honesty with which he expressed himself weakened some of my resolve. "That's a good cause, Russo."After gazing directly at me, he gave me a nod. "Also, I'd want to ask you out on a date, Alissa. If we work together, we have the potential to make a signifi
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The air in the room was thick with unspoken words, creating a heavy atmosphere. Russo's determination to break through the tension was evident, and I could feel it lingering. He gazed at me, a glimmer of resolution in his eyes.I wnated to get out of here and I wnated to stay at the same time. It was a wild feeling and i ahd no idea where it was leading me to at this point. "Alissa," he broke the silence that enveloped us, "how about I handle dinner tonight? You've been dealing with a lot, and I thought a break might be good for us."I sighed, grateful for his attempt to bring comfort through the simple act of cooking. "I really don't feel like cooking, Russo. It's been a long day."I hoped that would deter him from speaking firther, but that only gave me odd ideas. I was tired, and I needed to catch a break already. A mischievous smile played on his lips. "That's perfect, then. Because I'm the chef tonight. I have a special recipe in mind—one you've never tried before."His enthusi
