Forbidden Desires

Chapter Four

"What the fuck are you doing here." Luca said as she sat down beside him, scooting over to get as far away as him as possible.

"It's none of your business." She replied harshly, her hand resting on her gun at her thigh.

"It seems that it is. Knowing we're here for the same thing." He gritted out. Both of them stared straight ahead, not talking to the other beside them.

"Those guns are mine." She said quietly, her eyes filled with anger.

"I got here first, Volkov." He stated, his hands gripping the arm rests beside him.

"I don't fucking care who got here first. They're mine, even if I have to kill you myself."

"And you're gonna do that in front of all these people? I think not." His head finally turning toward hers.

"Don't be an insane bitch. Those guns rightfully belong to us after you stole our shipment." He continued on.

She met his stare, fury dancing behind his green eyes. She didn't have time to answer before a man came walking toward them, a gun in his hands.

"Luca-" She suddenly said. "That's someone from the American mafia." Her eyes darted back in forth between the man advancing toward them and Luca.

"Shit." He said quickly, staying put as the person reached them. The gun was now hidden under his jacket, but was still pointed toward them.

"Luca Peretti." He said, his eyes trailing toward Amara's.

"I'm sorry, who?" Luca replied, confusion now on his face. The guys expression faltered for a moment.

"Tyson Davidson." The man from the desk called out. Luca grabbed her hand, pulling her upwards.

"Excuse us. My girlfriend and I have a meeting to attend to." His hand wrapped around hers and pulled her toward the man calling to them.

"Seriously?!" She whispered, pulling her hand free from his.

"I had to do something. You were staring at the man like a deer in headlights." He whispered back to her, a smirk on his face as he watched the girl clench her fists together.

"I was not a deer in hea-" He held at his hand to stop her when he stopped walking, taking a different path then what the man was leading them to.

She followed him, trying to walk past him but his long strides made it difficult. They reached a door and Luca pushed her back.

"I told you. These guns are mine." He hissed out, stopping her from pushing through.

Footsteps sounded from the hallway next over and Luca pushed her through the door, closing it quickly behind her.

"What are you doi-" Her voice was muffled as he covered her mouth with his hand, his eyes telling her to shut up.

The room they were in was not the one they were searching for. They had found the wrong room and were now in a small janitors closet and they both realized how close they were.

Their chests were pressed together and Luca's hand rested at her waist while the other covered her mouth.

When the footsteps got quieter, Amara bit his hand, making him pull away.

"Puttana!" (You bitch!) He said, trying to grab her as she rushed out of the room.

It was a race, both of them running down the hallway and slowing down as someone walked past.

When they thought they found the door they were looking for, they would push each other out of the way to open it. And when they were unsuccessful, they ran away as fast as possible.

A click of a gun when Amara opened another door made them both stop, the sound of a bullet firing made Luca jump on top of Amara, both landing on the floor.