Devil

Akari's eyes darkened as she felt his thick arm, tight around her waist pushing her into his embrace. She could feel him stroking the fabric of her red cardigan, dressed in more casual wear- a short sleeve T-shirt and boyfriend jeans.

Feeling a lot better from her nap, small cold fingers pried his large hand from her waist. Pushing him away and turning around to get some breathing room, when a hand dragged her back making her face him.

"Mr. Russo didn't you get what you need?", watching him frustratedly.

"Ha? Are you playing games- Where's MY gun?" His eyes naturally following her fluttery lashes, squeezing her hand tightly enjoying the cold against his hot hands.

Looking at him silently she squinted and raised an eyebrow, before pulling the white handkerchief from his blazer pocket and swiping it across his face.

A bright and sickenly sweet smile which didn't reach her eyes suddenly formed on her lips.

Showing him the handkerchief she said throwing him off guard, "Whats this wine? Or were you painting the walls red?" She asked with feign innocence.

Watching her antics his eyes flashed in amusement, tugging on her hand which she resisted.

"How can I return the ring, when the bill for the 2 million yen hasn't been paid for?" Making her lips curve up more, a hint of malice in her eyes.

"Give me your number and I'll send you the money." Meeting a cold and emotionless gaze, a smirk plastered on his face.

"Seventeen." She replied. "You didn't ask for WHICH number."

"Also... you paid for it... if you didn't realise, aren't you stupid?" Sighing softly,patting his hand in false comfort.

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How sly, this cunning little fox.

The bright red of her cardigan makes her skin appear much fairer. Black hair tied up with a red scrunchie, cascading loosely behind her back.

How can I not be tempted by such a cold hearted woman?

Wanting to kiss her breathlessly and run my hands through those soft locks, her sweet smell of roses incredibly intoxicating.

"Even if I owe a debt, I don't like people who touch my things." Stepping forward towards her, letting her delicate hands fall to her side as watched him curiously.

"It makes me want to make them pay me back-tenfold." A hand caressing her hair, wrapping a finger round it. The tense environment making him want to do something, rile that pretty little face up.

Brushing a callused finger against her neck and sliding it up and under her chin, her skin smooth and poreless. An eyebrow raised, rolling her eyes with disinterest.

Tilting her head to one side his hand somewhat cupping her face, she asked him nonchalantly.

"You couldn't kill me before, never mind ten fold-is it so wrong to take the gun you couldn't kill me with?" A wolfish grin submerging as it disappeared.

"It's not like you have a use for it-right...Luca?"

A burst of laughter burst from his chest a genuine smile appearing on his face, prodding his thumb in her cheek a little admonishing.

"You have no idea what I'm thinking about right now-do you?" Letting her see the blatant lust in his eyes, wetting his lips.

Yawning a little she looked tiredly at him. "I am only someone who looks pretty but doesn't know how to study." Whining like a cat, slapping his hand away grumpily.

'I wonder what else she can do with those little hands, never mind being able to just sit pretty.'

"It makes me want to find out what your bottom line is? Perhaps it's that artist friend of yours... Ryūji Minato..." Watching as she visibly stiffened, those intelligent eyes burned with hatred, a brilliant smile on her lips.

"You like me." Prodding the slight frown on his head, "Unable to tell the gender of her name-isn't that concealed jealousy."

"..."

Walking towards the sofa, letting him think for himself.

"Perhaps you haven't realised but I don't like you, you see those feelings of yours-I have no desire to be responsible for." Shrugging her shoulders as she took a seat.

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"You see I have prospects but your not one of them, What can I do with a b-" Her jaw was suddenly dragged upwards as she saw his angry and lust filled face approached her.

Pulling out a small blade from her pocket, flexing it across her fingertips as she aimed for his neck.

A hand grabbed hold of her arms and pulled her down, watching her cascading hair scattering on the plush grey sofa behind her. Looking incredibly erotic as her eyes flashed a blood thirsty red underneath him, her knees upwards trying to jab him in the abdomen.

Trying to kick him off of her.

"I dare you to finish those words piccolo diavolo." (little devil) A sadistic smile on his lips as a hand urged her knees apart, looming over her.

Looking almost several inches apart from her face, his Adam's Apple rolled as she looked into his eyes with an unwavering gaze.

Gritting her teeth, annoyed about how weak she was when she was sick. Reddened eyes that stirred his animalistic urges flickered like a wildfire.

"What can I do with a Beas-" Unable to talk as the remainder of her words were swallowed by a pair of searing lips, gnawing on them as if biting into sweet fruit.

His tongue sliding into her mouth as she watched a little stunned, the feeling completely foreign to her.

"Akari." He purred, hot lips brushing against her white neck. "How do you taste so sweet and yet so bitter?"

His hand cinched her waist, looking at her confused eyes which were squinted at him coldly. Feeling his hold loosen, she immediately swung into action her arm propelling her leg hitting him hard in the jaw.

Grabbing the hand that held her waist and tearing it from her, flipping him off with a heavy sigh.

At that moment Takashi Asano came in happily from the back door a smile on his face, finally finishing up loading up all her essentials.

"Oh how fucking annoying", She said sitting up and rubbing her sore neck. Her posture like a delinquent, with her legs open wiping her swollen lips emotionlessly.

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Seeing the scene Mr. Asano walked over a black look in his eyes and sat beside Akari a gun in his hand. An arm around her as she pulled out a tablet from under the leather seat. Fiddling with it as Takashi looked at him with murderous intent, Ouyama ran into the room a sneer on his lips.

"Ouyama-you dealt with it?" She asked softly.

Although he denied it he was completely infatuated, but he could still hold himself back if he wanted to. Standing up with a smirk, wiping the blood off his lips, jealous at the protective hand Mr. Asano used to shield Akari.

"Mr Russo's men are all incapacitated as ordered."

"Go get the tea." Looking at him blankly, stiffening before hurrying off. Sensing the situation Luca immediately sat in the seat opposite them.

Languid eyes then looked at him and said almost business like, placing a leg over the other in her fathers embrace.

"Now that you've eaten your fill, got your money and became your fathers successor. Merging Red Line with The Russolini Group, you didn't forget the initial deal right?"

His eyes flashed darkly as he looked at Mr Asano who was lost in thought.

"10% right?" He said lighting a cigarette. A smile on his lips, realising how badly he'd been tricked- not minding a single bit.

'What a smart girl.'

Bringing in the tea and pouring it for everyone, Ouyama immediately was about to head out when two butch men walked in dragging in a sloppily dressed man with a bloody nose. Throwing him in front of Luca.

Growling in Japanese he threatened the man who shivered. "Why don't you introduce yourself?"

"My ha-hacker name is shadowless." He slobbered on the ground beneath Luca's Italian leather shoes and raising an eyebrow.

"I wonder how much you were paid? An executive position at Red Line?... didn't I pay you well enough?" Resting her chin on her hand.

Crawling on hands and feet, he rushed towards her begging wanting to pull on her clothes. However, before he could get to her, he was punched in the face. Blood and snot slathered on his veiny hand.

"I don't like people who lie to me... I told you that right?" She said nonchalantly, wiping away the mess using a handful of tissues that were handed to her by Ouyama.

"You should tell me what you told him...no?" The man shivering as he eyed the dagger that was being played with in her hands.

"Undetermined IQ, most likely a sociopath from the results of five years of psychological evaluation, almost killed a man half to death when five. Owner of Neon Blue, the Japanese gaming giant that I used to work for.. haha lol." Akari said animatedly as she read from the tablet, Luca wondering where this all was going.

"The only person who might save you is over there." She gestured with her eyes as he continued to cry and beg. Saying how wrong and stupid he was for all this.

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"How greedy you are..." He smiled dotingly, making her father immediately frown.

"It's called having the right... after all it was a set up? I don't believe he just spent fifteen years in prison doing nothing." Resting her head against his shoulder, making him tense. To her fathers delight stroking the back of her head, thinking how much of a genius she is.

"As you can see I used that 20 million well." She smiled gracefully.

"Why didn't you just take what was owed all those years? That 10%?"

"Lump sum is better no?" Noticing the little flash of red in her languid eyes, making his heart skip a beat.

"You were probably wondering how he got out... wanting to fully take advantage of his money making talent." Taking a sip of the lukewarm tea, "Offer assistance in return of subservience."

"Your right about a couple of things though, you haven't paid your bill that's to be paid back-ten fold?" A pale finger tapping her swollen lips in jest.

"I do like playing games but I like money more, especially when I'm owed it." Holding a hand out as one of the butch men dressed in black handed her the familiar gun.

The man who upon seeing it immediately started bawling and begging for his life, Akari pulling out the magazine revealing a single sinister bullet.

Smiling softly at him despite the murderous glow about her she sighed looking at him in exasperated.

"I'm only a 17 year old girl, I don't have a drivers licence yet nor am I at an age where it legal to drink. Won't you let me have my fun? What if I miss?" Whispering in his ear like a temptress, urging him and seducing him with her pretty face and forcing him to succumb to her will.

Gritting his teeth, he nodded his head understanding the wrong that he caused her. Sliding in the loaded magazine expertly, a hint of happiness blossomed in her heart knowing that her father would really let her do as she wished.

'17 my ass.'

A loud gun shot echoed across the room as blood splatter streaked across the pristine white carpet, somewhat staining Luca's trouser leg. Hiding his wide smile behind the wisps of smoke, green eyes staring in hunger. A lone wolf patched and desperate for a sip of water or blood.

Looking emotionlessly at the body as it fell with a thud, a bullet beautifully placed in between his eyebrows.

Standing up she yawned cutely before tossing the empty shell to Luca.

"Sure, I like playing games but unfortunately you lost."