“Look at me, little hummingbird.” I look at him, and he crushes his mouth against mine. Our tongues are exploring each other’s mouths and battling. The wet and sloppy sounds are mirroring the sounds of me meeting his thrusts.
“Fucking come. Now!” he yells at me while he buries his head in my neck.
“Fuck!” I scream with the same strength as his roar, and I collapse against him. M finishes inside of me, and once we are both done, he releases my legs and makes me sit down on the floor of my shower. I sit in between his legs, and with the water still running, he starts applying shampoo to my hair.
I didn’t even notice that he took my bottle of shampoo.
“What are you doing?” I ask him as he lathers my hair.
“Washing you.” The sentence is so simple, yet it carries so much weight. Once he is done, he washes me off and carries me to my bedroom and places me on my bed. I’m so tired that I don’t even register him dressing me in my pajamas. Once he is done, he pulls the cover over me, and I hear one thing before I drift off into oblivion.
“I’ll see you soon.”
15
MFuck, Lana was absolutely delectable. I’m back at my apartment, and in my daze, I forgot to check my phone. Now I see I have a missed call from Hana.
“What is it, Hana?”
“Do I have permission to kill my professor?” I sigh because, not this shit again.
“Hana, get a degree first, then you’ll get a job.”
“This shit is not fucking fair. Not everybody that works for you has a degree!” Hana is agitated, and I smile a bit because she couldn’t be further from the truth.
“Hana, Josh, Oliver, and I are mechanical engineers, Sara is a psychologist, Adam has a master's in security studies, not to mention several others have master's in engineering, human resources, or forensic studies.”
“Blah blah blah. Anyways.” I hear Hana ruffling some papers in the background, and then she starts talking again, “I havea question from Faruk. He asks if he should proceed with his recent target because I have found the second residence of a foul politician.” Faruk is one of my employees who loves to target dirty politicians. His dad was one many years ago, and he killed him gladly.
Now, the job. The Minister of Foreign Affairs asked us to take out the Minister of Communication and Transport. He found out that the Minister of Communication and Transport is embezzling money, and that if that comes out, it could destroy our image in the world.
Mainly because we are trying to get into the European Union.
He was a nasty fucker to track down, even if his information is public. His general information, that is. We did a thorough background check, and the Minister of Foreign Affairs is right. Edo Kopic is corrupt and just a general piece of shit.
“Tell him to proceed, and—” A thought strikes me. I need to get rid of this pent-up aggression, and I know exactly how to do it. “Tell Faruk I’ll do it. He has enough work as it is.”
“Wait, why do you want to do it? Oh shit.” Josh, Oliver, Sara, and Adam know me, but Hana? Sheknowsme.
“Is it because of Lana?” Even the mention of her name sends me into a frenzy.
“I need a way to decompress, and now I have it. I’ll call Faruk and explain it to him. Send me Edo’s location and day-to-day planning, okay?” Hana confirms that she will do it.
“Regarding my earlier question, can I kill my professor?”
“No.”
“I hope Lana bites your dick off.” With that sweet message, I hang up, and within minutes, I get everything I need to know.
I love this euphoric feeling before a kill. All of my senses are heightened, my body becomes cool, and the earth beneath me holds me steady.
I look at the picture of the dirty politician and grin.
“So sorry, Edo, but we’ll see each other soon.”
Before I go to bed, I check the footage from this morning from Lana’s apartment, and she is freaking adorable.
“Will I ever have the right ingredients for something I crave? Stupid taco.”
