Chapter 44 Surprise
AXEL
It was a couple of days after Lisa confided in me about her intense hatred for killing people, something that she does best and does most of the time. And during those days when we were apart, I spent half of that time feeling incredibly sad on her behalf that she was being forced into doing something that she didn't want to do.
And I've had the other half angry at whoever was making her into what she didn't want to be. Most female mafia daughters that I knew were mafia princesses and they were always doted upon by
maids and soldiers waiting on their beck and calls, they lived a princess and soft lives, they were completely unlike Lisa.
I've always thought that she was just different, that she enjoyed the thrill of killing, that it makes her adrenaline surge faster as it does for most men. I didn't know that she was doing something
she didn't want to do that, that she was doing something that gives her nightmares in the end.
I didn't understand the dynamics of her family to know exactly what was going on, I only knew the information I needed to know about an enemy family that could pose a threat to us in the nearest future so the only things I knew were her brother, Steff, who was now the Don, his bossy and no-nonsense wife, Angel, who also happens to be the Capo and who seems to be running the mafia more than Steff was doing and her younger sister, the perky party girl who would probably faint at the sight of the faintest blood.
And that brings us back to the question; why did Lisa become an assassin especially when she didn't want to? Her sister was out there, living her life and doing whatever the fuck she wants to while
Lisa was being forced to have nightmares every time she closed her eyes.
I didn't even want to think of why that was happening but I was infuriated at what she was going through and how I was reacting to it. I've never been this bothered by anyone before and the fact this
Lisa Volkov was even making it more infuriating.
After we had sex for the third time that night, she was so spent that she could barely lift a finger. I actually suggested that she could stay for one night, just one night because it was too late and share was tired sleeping over for just one night wasn't going to change the dynamics of our arrangement but her stubborn ass was just too stubborn that she insisted that she could never spend the night in my house, she insisted that she already crossed so many lines with blurting out her greatest weakness to me and sleeping over was just going to be nailing her coffin.
I couldn't even convince her because she wasn't allowing me to talk and eventually, I had to agree to drop her in the hostel. After all, there's no way I'd allow her to hop into a ride at 1 am with the
number of random killings that were occurring in the country. I knew it wasn't that Lisa couldn't take care of herself, I was sure she would even kill anyone before they could even launch an attack on her but something had shifted in me during her confession, something that made me weirdly protective of her.
We've not seen each other since I dropped her off three nights ago and now, I was parked in front of her hostel, waiting for her so we could hook up, at least that was what she thought we were going to be doing when I texted her that I wanted to pick her up but I have another thing in mind, another thing that I was sure she'd like.
I knew it was wrong to be upfront about picking her up in front of her hostel and going to a public place with her but I was just once and the chances of us running into someone that knows us, like
the real us in that kind of place was close to zero.
The other door opened and I turned around to be instantly welcomed by Lisa's scent, she always smell like citruses and flowers and I felt like yanking her close and inhaling her scent till it was all I
could smell.
She didn't smile or say anything to me as she buckled her seatbelt and she stared right ahead, lips pressed into a thin line.
The sight of her expression made me chuckle as I eased the car out of the parking lot.
"Why are you in such a terrible mood?" I asked her when it was obvious she was going to keep at the silent treatment. "Maybe you shouldn't order me around and send texts like "I'm outside, come out so we can fuck." What happened to texting and requesting like a normal person?"
"But here you're, right?" I taunted, flickering my eyes off the road so I could see her expression, "I guess you miss my cock just as much as I miss your pussy tightening around it."
"Asshole!"
"That you scream a lot for," I teased and she looked at me, eyes thoroughly annoyed like she has a myriad of insults going through her mind and she didn't even know which one to choose for me.
Eventually, she must have decided that I wasn't worthy of her attention because she pressed her lips tightly together and she looked out of the window, indicating that she doesn't want to have any
form of conversation with me again.
Good! That was the kind of relationship I was familiar with, not this type that has my heart tightening because of her, and has me going out of my fucking way just to put a smile on her face when I didn't even fucking give a fuck about whether she was happy or sad
I wasn't supposed to give a fuck whether she was happy or sad but I already did.
I already cared about that.
"Where are you taking me to?" She asked in a strangely quiet voice that made me flicker my head to look at her, "because this isn't the way to your house."
"Relax, Red, I'm not going to kidnap you because I don't have a reason to."
"Really? I can't be too sure about that because everyone knows that your family..."
"We agreed to keep our families out of our conversations."
"Good but where are you taking me to?"
A smile crossed my lips again, "it's a surprise, just wait for it."
She obviously didn't share my enthusiasm because she only scoffed in reply, "Why would you want to surprise me? Or are you going to throw me into some sort of sexual kink like having sex in a
crowd or in a glass room where we use masks and everyone is watching us fuck?"
"Geeez Lisa, why must everything be about sex?"
"What else would it be about? Sex is the only thing between us, remember?"
Of course.
I almost spit out the bitterness that ravaged my mouth at her words and she wasn't even lying, sex was the only thing between us so why was I getting all bothered that she was saying the truth? Sex
was always going to be the thing between us and here I was, doing something I'd never done for anyone for her.
I bit back my retort and I just focused on driving to our destination which was only a few minutes away by the way. By the time we were almost there, I noticed a shift in her demeanor. She shifted and
readjusted on her seat before turning to look at me with a skeptical look in her eyes before she turned, probably convinced that there was no way on earth that could be possible.
But it was possible.
I was just going to make her lifelong dream possible.
I eased into the parking lot that was already full of cars and glided to a stop.
"What are we doing here?" She asked quietly, shock gluing her body to the seat.
"Attending Kay's solo performance of course?"
Kay was like the most popular and reserved singer in the country. He doesn't operate any social media account, hardly granted interviews, and hardly made himself seen except in his music videos on
YouTube that always almost has his face cropped out. He was well-loved and his starship was second to none in the country.
He organized occasional solo performances like this and his tickets were always sold the midnight of his show and which always caused the site to crash because of the too much traffic. Only 500 people would be lucky to get the tickets out of more than 50 million trying to buy the tickets and guess who stayed up till midnight and made sure he got two tickets because of Lisa?
"Yeah, obviously," she replied in a shaky voice as she pointed at the two posters of his that made the hallway for the entrance into the garden, "what I don't understand is why you brought me to his
performance."
"Because you like him?"
"And how do you even know that?"
I groaned and readjusted myself on the seat, "well, I just happened to see it in your notebook that it's a dream that you've always wanted to achieve since you started stanning him." Her mouth parted in a small surprise O as she stared back at me. She looked stunned and flabbergasted and she blinked thrice as if she was blinking back tears or something.
I kept staring at her, transfixed by her reactions. I never understand stanships, I've never understood why people go almost crazy for celebrities but it was the only thing that I know could make her
happy, and here she was, staring at me with a dazed expression.
She blinked again and I knew she was blinking back tears.
Damn, I've never seen Lisa as the emotional and vulnerable one but from what she has shown me when she blurted out her greatest fear when she cried on my shoulders and now that she was tearing up because I brought her to a show that I have always wanted to attend.
"So you..." she cleared her somewhat hoarse voice, "you brought me here because it matters to me? How... Why does it matter to you? I mean... this is... why do you care?"
"I don't care," I lied through gritted teeth because I did care, even though I hated the fact that I do, even though I would never admit it, even though I didn't understand why and how I care, I just did.
And it was infuriating as hell.
Her expression didn't change or harden.
"So you just miraculously got the tickets that people pay millions to get and you brought me here?"
"I'm not sure what you're insinuating at but Prince got the tickets for me which was hella easy because he just needs to hack into the system to get them and the reason why I brought you here is because you were unhappy the last time we were together and the things I want to do to you doesn't include you being unhappy so if this would make you happy, why not bring you here then?"
She looked more dazed as she stared back at me with her eyes softening into a look that I've never seen before in her eyes and when I was starting to think that she'd just open the door and walk out,
She undid the seat belt and she did the least expected thing.
She closed the distance between us and she threw her hands around me.