Chapter 29 Red
AXEL
The cold water glided down my body and went down the drain and I angled my body under the shower, giving the water more access to specific parts of my body as the thoughts of what I've been up
for the past one hour or so.
God! Lisa fucking Volkov.
I've wanted her from the minute I saw her more than a month ago during the race and the knowledge that she was an enemy had only cooled my insane need to claim her for a while before it sprung
back in full force over the weeks.
I've never wanted a girl as I wanted her and her words, her actions, and her insults only made me want her even more, made me want her in a certain punishing way and I knew I couldn't stay sane
until I mark her.
We've been dancing around the fire for a while and our first kiss had plunged my mind, increased the fantasies I've had of her and made my cock hard every time I remember it.
But she was the enemy for fuck's sake, she wasn't just a daughter from a family that didn't like mine or vice versa, she was from a family that had always tried to sabotage ours, that had always been
driving knives into our fucking backs.
And she wasn't just a mafia princess that wears a safety belt and has guards waiting on her, she was a fucking assassin who has taken lots of life and would still take more. But despite all that, the need to have her has consumed my entire being, especially after that one taste but I never really planned on acting on it. I was a capo, I have a fucking duty to do, a reputation
to do and I've always prided myself on doing what was best for my family but damn Lisa, she makes it so hard to resist her, to stop my body from craving hers so I decided to just play around with her, tether her over the edge, drive her insane without showing her how much I craved and enjoyed it.
But damn it if I didn't enjoy every single moment of it, every breathy gasp that left her mouth, every moan and whimper, her screams, and her soft pleas when she finally realized she couldn't do
without
what I was keeping away from her.
And damn, she was so tight...
And it was so hard again.
I glanced down at my boner, standing so erect and long and desperate for another release despite the intense release Lisa's vine-like pussy had dragged out of me and I knew as hell my hands
wouldn't get me the intense release that I needed. Instead, I could imagine a particular blond-haired girl kneeling in front of me, red lips wrapping around the tip of my cock and her head bubbling up
and down as she gave me the perfect blow job I've ever had.
Shit. My cock hardened even more and dripped pre-cum.
It should be enough but it wasn't anywhere near enough. The image of Lisa lying on the bed, breathless and her legs still shaking from her intense series of orgasms was still etched in my brain, was
still making more wicked and more sinister things to do to her body to get her even more wretched and ruined than that to gather in my head but I knew I was going to act on it.
I seriously needed to get a hold of myself because as intense and mind-blowing the sex with Lisa had been, we weren't going to have a repeat. I've already crossed the line way too much to do it again.
I angled my body to allow the cold shower to drive away the boner when I heard the door opening in the bedroom. I stepped out of the shower, grabbed the nearest towel, wrapped it around my groin,
and stepped into the bedroom.
"Red?" I called out, my eyes roaming around the room. Her clothes were gone from the room but there was no way she could have left. She had no way of opening the gates and even if she attempted
to hack into the security codes, an alarm would have gone off the minute she started the process.
So she was still very much around.
"Red?" I called out and made for the door only for my eyes to land on someone I wasn't expecting at all.
My boner deflated immediately.
He stood there, leaning against the door with a deciphering look on his face.
"Red?" he mussed as if testing the name on his lips, "you're on a nickname basis now?"
I stilled, did he see her? Did he see that the girl that was on my bed was Lisa Volkov?
"Where's she?" I demanded, keeping my voice light, "did you see her?"
He didn't reply immediately, instead, he observed me critically for a while before he pushed himself off the door frame and he walked casually into the room, his eyes taking in the evidence of his brutal
our fucking had been.
"Yeah, I saw her briefly," Prince finally replied as he flickered his head back to me, "she was leaving while I was entering."
Ohh. I relaxed, almost certain that he didn't see her.
"So, you call her Red, hmm? I thought you only fucked girls, never knew you'd gotten so romantic enough to start coming up with nicknames for them."
"She's a good one," I joked as I pulled my boxers on, "so I figured out giving her a nickname to show how wild she is wouldn't be that much of a bad idea."
"Yeah, of course, I can see that she's truly wild," he replied as he glanced briefly around the room, "the room looks like a tsunami erupted in here."
And he wasn't lying. My room was turned upside down with how brutal our fucking was. My duvet had been completely wrenched out of my bed, the covers weren't in place and they were ripped in
places where Lisa had dragged her nails through them when I fucked her brains and there were wet patches on them from how hard she came.
Multiple times.
"She must have been your best fuck."
"Hmmm, I guess." she was my best fuck, no one even came close or compare and that was such a huge deal because I've fucked a lot of girls. I wasn't sure if she was even much more better because
She was a forbidden fruit and anything forbidden was supposed to be sweeter.
"Will you stop with the interrogation? I don't interrogate you when you keep me up all night with the noises of you banging girls."
He didn't smile, he didn't reply, he only stared at me with a deep and piercing gaze.
"Axel,"
"Yeah?"
"That was Lisa Volkov," he pointed it out casually, eyes not leaving mine for a second.
He wasn't asking, he wasn't inquiring, he was just stating a fact. I licked my lips as I stared back, thinking of a way to wriggle myself out of the conversation but this was Prince, he wasn't going to
allow it to rest until he had gotten every little information.
"Yeah."
"Come on Axel, come the fuck on, you can do better than that shit, uhm? How could you allow her to seduce you to the point that you actually slept with her?"
"Wait, hol'up," I held out my two hands to stop him, "she didn't seduce me and I didn't sleep with her, I fucked her, two different things, I think the room is enough proof for you to know what really
went down between us."
"Fuck off," he flicked me off, "I don't care about the details of your sex or who had the upper hand in the procedure..."
"Procedure, really? You can do better with your vocabulary."
"But she's Lisa Volkov for fuck's sake," he ignored my jokes, "she's the enemy's daughter, she's the enemy herself and you brought her into your house to fuck her, you willingly brought a girl who
wouldn't hesitate to put a hole in your head into your room just for some sex. This is the Volkov we're talking about, they're as dangerous as they come by, who knows if they planted her? Because
this is exactly what she does, seduce the hell out of men before putting a hole in their heads."
"At least, talk to me with respect," I yawned tiredly as I walked to the cabinet to pour myself gin, "I'm your Capo."
"You're the Capo to your soldiers, not me and I'm serious, why Lisa Volkov? You know how things are as the Capo, the last thing you should be caught doing is frolicking around with an enemy, least
of all people like Lisa. These people want your head, Axel, you shouldn't be caught making mistakes like this."
"It's a one-time thing, Prince, she's irresistible, I wanted her to prove a point and I had her, it won't happen again and if anything should happen, I can always take care of myself."
"The hell you can," he threw back, "because it's always Prince running around to save your silly ass."
"You disrespect your Capo too much, you should be locked up."
"Fuck you and your stupid Capo privileges."
I started to say something back to him but our phones vibrated at the same minute and we exchanged a look because getting a message at the same time could only mean one thing. He reached into
his pocket to get his out and I walked over to the bedside table to get mine.
My heart stilled at the message and I drowned what was left of my gin in one long gulp, fury, fear, and an intense craving for bloodshed giving way to a lethal feeling in my body.
God! I was so furious my whole body was shaking.