Forbidden Desires

Chapter Thirty

Amara's POV

"I am not a traitor." I said, my back hitting the sink as he walked closer to me.

"Really? Hm." His body reached mine, my heart stopping as his hand traveled up my thigh and toward my waist.

"How about when you agreed to join our side and then left?" He said, his hand squeezing the skin on my waist.

"I didn't just leave." I breathed out, "I was taken away."

"Bullshit." He said loudly, making me flinch from his hand motion. God, why

His eyes instantly softened, his hand going to my cheek gently.

"Amara, I would never hurt you, Okay? Never."

I nodded, his thumb trailing over my cheek bone carefully. His eyes directly on mine.

"Why did you leave?" He whispered to me, his eyes searching mine as I looked up to him.

"I didn't want to. My group they- they took me away. I wanted to say goodbye." I said to him, stepping closer to his body and putting both my hands on either side of his face.

"I wanted to say goodbye." I whispered, my eyes glossing over as I stared into his.

I didn't have time to react when he smashed his lips against mine, his body slamming me against the sink behind me.

He picked me up by the hips and placed me on it, making me moan as he pressed himself against me.

"Fuck, I missed you." He said to me in-between kisses, his lips making up for the year we've been apart.

His tongue dancing with mine as he held onto to each other, his hand grabbing the back of my head, his finger intertwining in my hair and my hands wrapping around his neck, pulling him closer as he kissed me with insanity.

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Luca's POV

A year it's been since she left me. A year it's been since she tore away my heart. God, I never want to feel that again.

When I saw that plane take off I couldn't help but smash everything inside the house, releasing my anger as she left.

My father screamed and yelled at me that night, saying to me how much he wanted to kill me, how bad he wanted to lock me up in a cell.

So he did. For two months I was locked away, punished for failing the mission I was supposed to accomplish.

Did I forget about the mission when she completely took over my brain? Yes. She was everything I ever thought about, everything I ever wanted.

And as I saw her dance with strangers at a club some friends dragged me to, I couldn't help but feel that same anger bubble inside me from the night she left.

Fuck

I wanted to kill every man that laid a finger on her, every man that touched her. Only I can touch her. Only I can kiss her soft lips.

I fucking wanted to burn the place down as I watched her friend pull her into the bathroom, his hands all over her body. Her perfect body.

I did the next best thing, I started a gun fight in order to get them both out of there. But as I watched only him leave, I found myself walking towards that door, opening it and seeing her inside.

Gosh she was beautiful. Her thin dressed hugging her body tightly, her hair a mess.

But that anger overtook me again as I watched her look back at me, her eyes widening in surprise.