We sat in silence as I narrated the whole history between the Petrov's and my family. I watched her expression and body language carefully every time I mentioned the last name or about all the things they did to my family and she flinched every time.

One thing I learned about Anastasia over the past weeks was that the girl wasn't afraid of anything. You could hold her at a gun point and she would laugh right in your face. But, somehow this Dmitri guy got her all jumpy and I wondered why.

" I travel the world my whole life. It's the thing that comes with being an assassin. I killed people from different continents. I have my fair share of sources so believe me when I say he was not the last Russian leader standing. " Ana said looking into spaces.

" If I were you, I would watch my back. " she continued making me rethink my whole existence.

I tipped her chin up with my fore finger and forced her to look at me in the eyes just to regret it a second later. She was the most beautiful creature on earth or at least in my eyes, and her hazel eyes god they were so bewitching to the point I couldn't think straight when I looked into them.

" Why are you so sure? We have never heard from them for years. " I asked.

" All I can say is that I need you to watch your back. Your father killed a Petrov leader. You can't think that they would be fine with it and move on with their life, can you? " she asked again.

Another question that gave me existential crisis.

There was something about the certain last name that made something stirred inside of her. I could see it through her eyes. The fire burning beneath the layers of hazel and the disgust radiant off her tongue as she said the name.

" Do you have something to tell me, Ana? " I asked. She shook her head muttering a small no.

To say that Anastasia Rayne was a mystery was an understatement. But, I had always loved a good hunt.

Everything about her was more mysterious than the moon itself. She was a mess of gorgeous chaos and I fucking loved that about her. She had the kind of smile that screamed you don't know me, and you never will and I loved it.

Someday she would be all smiley and warmth liked a ray of fucking sunshine, then the day passed and she became a fucking thunderstorm liked something had snapped inside of her.

Today was one of those ray of sunshine days, she could have left me to die alone in this forest and escaped. But, she didn't. She stayed. I was shot and couldn't shoot with my injured shoulder so she protected me. I lost so much blood and she took care of it. It was the little things like this that made my attraction to her grew stronger.

I watched the loose strands of her silky hair framed her beautiful face as she focused on taking care of my wound. I loved watching her talk about random things. I enjoyed the sound of her laugh and god don't get me started about her fucking smile, I could stare at her all day. Her soothing words eased away all the pain I was feeling.

And, when did I ever care about those things? Never. I didn't care about how a girl smiled before, I didn't listen to their laughs, I didn't listen to them at all. In fact, I always hated it when women talked. That was why I changed women liked changing clothes, until her. I had never wanted a woman so much more than I wanted her.

I thought it was the forbidden part that excited me but that was a mere excuse for the sake of my sanity, I knew I was doomed the moment I felt the burning sensation in my chest when I learnt that in order to seduce men into killing them she had to touch them. I hated that, I hated knowing someone else got to feel her touch.

I wanted her all to myself even if I couldn't really have her because I was a fucking selfish bastard.

She became mine since the moment she decided to

" accidentally " bump into me.

So much for treating her liked my normal gang members. We all knew that didn't work out very well after the stunt she pulled in the limo because if she did that every time she went on a mission, my cause of death would be from the pain of blued-balls.

" You know you can tell me anything. I promise to think twice before killing you. " I joked and she turned her head toward mine nodding with a small smile.

And, there she went again. Staring at me with those eyes liked I was the only person standing on earth.

My eyes lingered on her face joining up all the faded freckles across her cheeks and it all made sense to me. I watched her eyes glinting against the moon light drowning me in its beauty before my eyes finally set on the pair of lips that I had been dying to kiss to taste since the moment my eyes landed on her, those same luscious plump pout that had been giving me nightmares and sleepless nights.

Her full lips inches away from mine, a heartbeat away, no distance at all. I was about to ruin it all.

But, for her I would lose it all even just for a damn kiss. I was ready to ruin everything for a taste of Anastasia Ryane, how pathetic was that.

Pretty damn pathetic I would say. But, at this point I couldn't care less.

And so my lips met hers and just liked that my whole world shattered beneath her feet, the universe exploded into shards of molten lights. I tightened my grip on her shoulders, pulling her into me while pressing myself closer into her attempting to deepen the kiss but she wouldn't let me in.

My hungry mouth melded into her. As pathetic as it sounded our lips fit together liked jigsaw puzzle, liked they were made for each other. She tasted like heaven like home I thought I never had. I felt the chills running down her body as the tip of my tongue brushed her lips silently begging her to let me in and so she opened her mouth to me in welcoming the urgent thrusting of my tongue.

A wildfire of shearing flames rushing through my vein and to my whole body as she clung to me in longing, holding on me for dear life.

Liked the flash she suddenly shuddered and pushed me away creating a few inches of distance between us and I felt like we were a thousand miles away.

" There are a million reasons why we shouldn't be doing this. You would be shock to know those reasons, Nick. So please don't do this to me to you. Just don't. " she whispered lowly hanging her head down.

" Kiss me and pretend the world doesn't exist. " I pleaded pulling her chin up.

A wave of emotions flashed in her eyes. I was so close to define what was going on inside her head or at least took a wild guess but as soon as it appeared, it disappeared right after reminding me that this girl was everything but an opened book.

" This is wrong. We can't. " she sighed looking away.

" Very wrong indeed, but yet it feels so right. And, nothing is going to stop me. Not even you, amore. " I said slamming my lips onto hers.

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