《For Life》13. 46, without pineapple
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Austin Silver POV
I hadn't thought this through entirely when I had mentioned that I was free- rather quickly may I add, I didn't fully think about what the fuck I was agreeing to, I was just answering on impulse, the way Rose looked at me had knocked me on my arse, I had forgotten all about my horrible day at the shipyard this morning.
Now here I am, fresh out of prison and lounging in the pool with Rose and her little brother Max, not once did I think about how this could be bad for me, shit- I even thought id have fun, but watching her now, playing with her brother, I can't help but think of all the ways this could go wrong for me.
I've made my intentions fairly clear around Rose on how I feel about her, I haven't lied to her about anything and I don't think I ever will, there's no point to it now that she's signed all the necessary documents, not that I will use them against her, there's no escaping me now that I want her.
I want her wrapped around me, in every way, but most of all, I want her.
Watching her play with her brother in that bikini has been torture for me, I'm rock hard under this water and it's all her fault, the way her small round arse kept teasing me every time she would walk out of the pool had me hypnotized like a god damn hawk, and when she made her way back into the pool, the sway of her hips and the bounce in her step made me instantly focus on her breasts.
What good breasts they were, perfect and perky, never have I ever complimented a woman so much in my life, had no reason to, I've never felt this need to consume a woman before, and definitely not one such as Rose, innocent and naive, kind but strong, traits I've never found attractive until now, until I met Rose.
"Awstin, catch!" Max calls out too late, a beach ball connects with my face before I could even blink or react.
"Oh- Max! Austin are you alright?" Rose asks, coming closer to me at the edge of the pool.
I want to groan out, not because a ball just hit me in the face, I barely felt it, but because Rose looks fucking incredible coming towards me, her wet hair in ringlets down her face, her sun-blushed cheeks, but more importantly, the worried look on her face, it fucking does things to me I never thought possible.
"Yeah, sorry I spaced out.." I pause, my throat dry. "Here." I hand her the beach ball.
She smiles shyly, taking the ball from me and then passing it to a giggle Max. "You can talk to me if you want, I mean about whatever is making you spaced out." She mumbles out.
I smirk and shake my head. "It's alright Rose, I'm just fuc- tired, really tired."
She nods her head slowly, unsure what to say.
I lean off the side of the pool and swim next to her, noticing something in her head I reach for it and remove it, a petal from the tree blooming above us had flown in her hair, not that I had cared, I noticed a while back.
But having her this close to me now, I used it as an excuse to touch her. "Got it." I say lowly, inches from Rose.
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I notice how her eyes flutter from my stare, her cheeks becoming redder by the second by my touch. "T-Thanks." She shutters.
The way her eyes wander over my body shyly already tells me what I know, she feels the same for me as I do for her, and it's fucking exhilarating to know because fuck- I want to slip her bikini bottoms off and shove my cock inside of her right now.
I touch her forehead with my hand as I frown to grin the grin off my face. "You ok? You're all red."
Her eyes widen. "Y-Yeah.. Uh, must be the sun.. I should get out.. yeah." She mumbles nervously.
I lean into her, she moves back until her back hits the side of the pool, pressing my body into her, leaning in, I put my mouth to her ear.
"Is it the sun or is it me?" I whisper, noticing the way her breathing deep from my closeness.
Keeping my head near her neck, I can't help myself but place a light kiss on her shoulder, loving the way she shivers from my touch, not pushing me away or saying anything to stop me, she wants this, and I will have her.
She swallows hard, her ears slightly redder. "A-Austin.. what are y-you doing?" She stutters out as I trace my lips over her shoulder, my body still pressed into hers.
I grin into her shoulder and grind myself into her slightly. "I see the way you look at me Rose." I say slowly, trailing my lips up to her neck. "Tell me what you want." I whisper huskily in her ear, my hand trailing down her arm until I find her hand, I move her until it's directly on top of my large need for her.
I smirk when I get a glimpse of her face, a mixture of emotions of which I want to explore. "Tonight."
She groans out quietly and then clears her throat. "What?" She whispers.
I pull her into me, our bodies completely molded in one. "Come to my room tonight, I will give you what you haven't stopped thinking about."
She bites her bottom lip and I feel myself twitch against her stomach, her deep red blush with worry on her face does things to me, even though she looks terrified I want to cure that uneasiness she feels, she should feel like a fucking queen and never doubt her needs and wants.
"I-I.. we can't.. I don't, we- you're my boss Austin."
I want to laugh, but I replace it with a smirk. "I don't have to be, I can be more." I suggest.
She swallows hard and looks at me, confusion on her face. "What do you mean?"
"We're matured adults Rose, I'm saying that I can be more, and I want us to be more- what about you?"
"I.. I don't even know you, apart from what you do for a living.."
I shrug. "Small things Rose, I won't lie to you, all you have to do is ask." I pause. "Come to my room tonight and I will tell you everything you wish to know, then we will discuss us."
I move away from her, already missing the touch of my skin on mine, I make my way to the steps of the pool, leaving a heated Rose behind me as she clings to the edge of the pool, Max had moved from the pool to the grass and is now drawing on some paper.
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"See you later little man." I say to Max as I pass him, bump fisting his small hand.
"Ok Awstin!" He says enthusiastically, and I catch the look on Rose's face from our exchange, her rosy cheeks light up when I wink at her.
I make it into the house with a towel and phone in hand, I've had missed calls from blacked-out numbers, meaning that they have tried to contact me.
Making it my bedroom I go under the bed and get my burner phone out from the box I had stashed under there with some cash, normally I would hide this shit better but since I doubt that Rose or Max would come in here without permission, I didn't bother.
I flip my phone open and type in my code number on my burner, wanting to get this over with as soon as possible so I can focus on my job at hand.
"Hello, this is Pizza empire takeaway, may I take your order?" A woman's voice comes through.
"Number 46, without pineapple."
"Putting you through."
The line goes dead for a second and I wait, the thoughts of Rose's wet body come to mind, but stopping me from exploring further into my thoughts as the line connects and a voice comes through.
"Austin, finally nice to hear from you."
I snort and get up to close my door, not before I check the hallway encase anyone is listening. "It's been a while, you know- with being locked up." I say sarcastically.
"That was your idea Silver, and it played out surprisingly well for us, we got what we wanted thanks to you we now know the shipping routes for potential players."
I sigh and walk to the bedroom window, a clear view of Rose and Max in the garden as they both laugh and pass the ball back from one another. "Tim reached out, offered me a deal like we suspected he would, it's only a matter of time now." I pause and watch Rose as she laughs at something Max said. "After all this is over I want my name and involvement kept out of it."
"What?" There's a pause. "Austin this is your lives work, you can go anywhere after this, work for anyone, you the best a-"
"Sam." I say threateningly, as a warning. "I'm doing as we discussed, back off and let me handle it, just fucking be there when it's time, alright?"
There's a long pause. "Alright." he clears his throat. "This is going to be worth it Austin, just a little longer."
"Bye Sam." I say, hanging up and snapping the phone in half, removing the sim card and battery.
It will be over soon, everything I have worked for, built up to will come to this one moment, the only moment of opportunity I will get before things go dark again, I've come this far and theirs no way I am letting him go dark again.
I just want this to be over, now more than before, having two new people in my life can cause complications, ones I can't afford right now but I can't do anything about it now, there's no getting rid of Rose and Max now, not when there's hope.
The years I've spent building my reputation and allies, carefully mapping out my objectives whilst staying alive in this world had been a challenge, especially now since I've risen to the top, there's no hiding my face, not after what I've done to get here and what I have done will make pretty little Rose's head spin.
Originally I had just hoped to gain access to what I needed, in and out without a few months but one thing turned into another and here we are, my actions had consequences and those consequences made me rise to the top of the food chain within this world.
I had infiltrated myself within a known gang in the states, famous for human trafficking and gun distribution, many had tried to get an 'in' with them and failed, long dead now, a reminder now to fuck with their business, not only was it near impossible to get an 'in', it just never happened until one night I saved the bosses life.
My training had come in handy and I saved his life, unintentional because later in life, I would be the one to send him to his death, but it gave me access to build my way up in the underworld, I got lucky and because of that fateful day, saving that piece of shits life, I am now here, weeks away from getting what I wanted, what I worked this hard for.
Getting out will be near impossible, if I die another will just replace me, so leaving isn't even an option for me, there's no escaping this life once people know our face and what you've done to get noticed, I was a nobody you trusted and now I'm somebody you should not fuck with.
I'm an FBI deep undercover agent, only a fair few know my real intentions, not that it matters now, I'm the face of the underworld, not our original plan but we knew the dangers and I knew the cost of what this life would bring, nothing but misery and loss.
I knew that once I planted myself in this world that there's no leaving it, the FBI let me conduct my business if I gave them information on my end, something that has been a risk, but one I was willing to take.
Soon I will destroy every single one of them that took the ones I loved away from me, I will do ten times worse than what they did to me, they will remember my name forever once I'm through with them, there are no lengths I will go to until I have them either in handcuffs or six feet under.
I've come too far to give up, there's only one path for me now, once this is over I will be out, on my own and no longer an agent, no one will know of what I have done or who I really am.
But- Rose being here gives me hope for more, more than just this life, she hasn't run yet, nor I think will she ever, she's someone I could share my life with, but it will be dangerous and she already doesn't trust me, this life of mine isn't for everyone and she's a normal girl, with a normal life.
Was this a good idea to have her here? The more I think about this the closer I am to finishing this, and the more I cant answer.
I'm selfish, she's the last person I would expect to be interested in, yet here I am, falling deeper into the pit of my own despair.
I can't let her go and I can't keep her too close, I'm just going to have to improvise, after all, it's what I'm best at.
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