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✨Yuri✨

It wasn't as if I didn't want to touch her. Hell, I wanted her two years ago and her absence just made my craving for her go fonder.

She was mad, I watched her fading figure on the beach as she stomped her foot in the sand. I heaved a sigh, I knew she was off-limits but my mind and the body were foolish when I'm around her.

I waited for her to come back patiently. Hours passed, it was almost sunset but even a shadow of her was nowhere in sight.

Heaving deeply, I forced my body to stand up and started my search for her. She wasn't hard to find, she was perched in the cold sands, gaping straight at the setting sun.

I sat beside her, I knew she could feel my presence but she didn't flinch. Her forehead was creased while her fingers dug into grit.

We were silently watching the burst of hues in the sky, a pretty sight for the eye.

"Andi" I spoke softly. The faint jerking of her shoulder surprised me but I continue anyway. "Were you the one who interfered with us in Seville?"

"What makes you think it was me?" she asked in a monotone.

"That doesn't answer my question" my voice was still cautious.

She scoffed "you can't command me, Princess."

She was testing my patience. Her sarcasm was reaching my limit, it was one thing for her to retort back at the heist but this, this was just her being stubborn.

I held her hand, she squealed when I pulled her over my lap. "What do you think you're doing?!" she wailed.

Guiding her legs to straddle position, she tried to get off of my lap but I held her hips firmly. "why do you have to be stubborn, Angel?" I stroked her wavy gray hair and tucked it behind her ears. "Where's the sweet girl I found in Seville?"

Her lips curved into a smirk but her eyes were treacherously expressing her arousal in our intimate position. "You do know that I wasn't that girl right?"

"You're lying" I whispered, her beautiful eyes widened. "You were happy with me, I might not be as strategic as an assassin but I know how to read people, butterfly." My thumbs graced her soft cheeks. Her gray irises softened as she leaned on my touch. "I want you."

Her lips parted as her breathing hitched. "I'm not good for you."

"How do you know that?" our gaze we're locked as I watched her bite her lips. "I want you since Vegas and now, I want you even more.'' I pulled her hands and pressed it above my heart.

Being in the mafia made me unfamiliar with emotions. I take what I want whenever I want it, be it cars, guns, girls, I name it and I'll have it but she wasn't something I can have in a snap. She's different in every possible way and I knew that if she wants me to bend my knees for her I'd do it in a heartbeat – not that I'll tell her that.

"yes" she murmured barely above her voice.

"What?"

"It was me, in the port at Seville."

"Why?"

She looked down in her hands fiddling with the hem of her shirt. I lift her chin, searching for her eyes as I patiently wait for her answer. "I don't like double-crossing people, and…" she heaved a sigh. "I didn't want to see you get hurt."

Her words made me smile genuinely. I didn't wait for her approval, I lowered my lips and claimed hers like it was mine. She was mine, that's what my kiss says. All the sanity left me when she kissed me back as her fingers raked my hair. These lips that I dreamt about for years are now kissing me with equal hunger.

Her moans were sounding against the crashing waves as I let my hand travel under her shirt, careful not to put pressure on her wounds.

"Yuri..." she arched her back when I cupped her breast and let my tongue taste her erected buds. I bit her pebbled buds gently and let my tongue take away the pain I inflicted on her sensitive skin.

She was grinding her hips above my erection, making it painfully hard for my pants to contain my shaft. I can't do long foreplay with her, I pushed her down the sand as her hands traced my chest and abs to my V line. I growled when her hands cupped my shaft, stroking me like a wanton lady.

"Isn't it painful?" she asked innocently.

"It is. Can you take away the pain, butterfly?" she giggled lightly when I planted wet kisses on her neck.

She unbuckled my belt, keeping her eyes locked in mine. I claimed her lips again as I pulled up her shirt over her head but before I could devour this goddess under me, a red flicking dot caught my eyes.

"What?" her eyes widened when she saw what I was staring at. "Shit." She took her clothes from the sand as I hurriedly buckled my belt.

Before we could run, three armed men stood around us with AK47 in their hands.

"Take the one on the right" Angel murmured but before I could move, she already kicked the sand, blinding the man in front of her.

They were dressed in all black with a black mask but Angel didn't hesitate to fight back. Like me, our assailants were also shocked at how fast her movements were. She was now behind the man, held his hand against his back, and pushed him down the sand and within seconds, the man in front of her was disarmed with a broken neck.

The two men attacked us at the same time. I swatted his assault rifle before he could fire with my fist landing on his jaw. He groaned in pain and kneeled on the sand, I kicked his neck and left him unconscious.

I looked up and Angel already took off one of the men's masks and checked his neck. Her demeanor was calm but when I saw the tattoo engrave in his neck, my heart raised rapidly. That black mamba around a skull tattoo is an ink of another assassin clan as good as Isiah's.

"Take their guns, Yuri" she ordered as she took their guns and magazines. I did the same. "Aim for their heads. Don't waste any bullet. We'll be needing it."

We didn't have time to hide, gunfire was raining on us like hellfire as we ran to the vegetated part of the beach.

"Stay here," she said as soon as we leaned behind the big tree trunk.

"Wait" I held her hand before she could run back to the beach. "We have to stay together."

The warmth of her hand above mine sends shivers over my body as his dark orbs look into my soul. "They're after me, Yuri. Stay here no matter what happens."

"No" I pulled her back again. "What do you mean after you?"

"Nickolai will find you soon. Stay here okay?" her soft lips against mine made me soft for her and before I could argue, she was a few feet away from me running into hell.

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