Red Assassin {18+😏}

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*Arania*

What did I do to the almighty that I am always in a clusterfuck?.

Of all the places in the world why would Lucchesse be at a hotel?. He has this huge mansion and shit so why they hell come here?. If I had even the slightest hint that suggested that Lucchesse was here, I would never have ever come here.

I'm really pissed and it is due to that I pull out my knife from my jackets inner pocket and swiftly turn around and point the knife directly by his jugular.

He just cockily stares at me.

"What. Are. You. Doing. Here. Lucchesse.", I ask calmly.

The bastard cocks his head to the side, allowing my knife to scrape lightly against his throat.

"If you wanted to kill me... You would have done it a long time ago princessa. Yesterday was a misunderstanding and you thought that I had betrayed you. However mi Amor, that is not true.", He says.

His eyes oozes with honesty and sincerity.

I don't trust him.

"You're American with an Italian name.", I say randomly.

He smirks and clenches his jaw.

"My mother was Italian. Died when I was born... I took an Italian name with an American surname.", He shrugs.

The shards of ice I put in place seems to start melting at the mention of his mother.

No not today!. I'm being a hard dick!. Strong and proud!.

(That sounded better in my head...)

"I don't care about your origin or whatever. What I do care about is why the hell are you following me.", I grumble.

He lets out a throaty chuckle.

"Oh no... You got this wrong. See I just checked out of the hotel. My dad and I had a... misunderstanding and I needed some space before I killed him so I am here.", He shrugs.

"I was going to send someone to search for you though... We have unfinished business.", He adds.

"We can't.", I say and step away from him.

I lower my knife prepared to go run and then he grips my wrists and pull me towards him. He then grips my neck and pushes me on the cement pillar.

"What the fuck!?.", I yell. My yell echoes and I wince.

Lucchesse lowers his lips to mine and pushes his tongue roughly in my mouth. The yells and objections are been swallowed up by Lucchesse and he bites my lips as he stops the kiss as I stupidly try to jump up and clamp my legs around his waist.

"Not here Red.", He grunts as he suddenly scoops me up and throws me over his shoulder as if I am a sack of potatoes.

"Put me the fuck down Lucchesse Greyard or I swear I will fucking shoot you." I growl.

He simply slaps my ass as I pound on his back ineffectively.

"You shouldn't be called an assassin for all the people you killed, but rather for what a magnificent ass you have.", He chuckles.

"Thank you for the ass compliment, it's hot, I know.", I gloat, becoming a narrcassist for a full five seconds before he bites... And I mean all teeth sinking into my ass bite.

"Ouchhhhhhhh!.", I yell.

I regret this yell as while I am hanging upside down from Lucchesse's back. I am met with alot of eyes in the hotel lobby. I don't even know when we got here.