C.R.I.M.S.O.N

S.T.A.Y

Asher's POV:
I hated that i had to tell Carter and Enzo to drug her. I fucking hated it. I could already hear the bollocking i was going to get from that woman.

"ASHER YOU FUCKING DICK!! I AM GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU!" Her screams penetrate my ears. Her voice was normally a calming mechanism to me but this time, i was actually a little scared.

"HELPPPP HELP ASHER HELPPPP!" I could hear Enzo and Carter beg for me. How much danger could a woman of 5'5 do to two highly skilled, intelligent me-

As i walk into the chamber both boys are hugging eachother, legs sprayed and kicking trying to get Charlie away.

"Piccola stronza dì al tuo capo di arrivare qui ora!!"
She yells.

translation- little bitch tell your boss to get here now!!

"Already here Charlie." I say casually watching the scene between the 3 of them, leaning against the door frame.
She stalks towards me with a dangerous scowl on her face: "Bastard you had no fucking right to drug me and bring me here. Where the fuck! am i huh?"

"Charlie relax." I say.
This sets her off.

"Relax. RELAX?!!? YOU KIDNAPPED ME AND YOU WANT ME TO RELAX? WHERE THE FUCK IS MY DAD AND WHY AM I EVEN HERE!"

"SO I CAN PROTECT YOU! YOUR DAD IS FINE! HE HAD SURGERY AND IS DOING FINE SO PLEASE. Please just calm down!" I respond.

"Ooo mommy and daddy are having their first fight." Carter giggles from the corner but i tell him to "shut up" with my eyes.

"Out." I say to the boys. They obey and leave the room mumbling their own conversation.

"Charlie, you are here so you can be protected. You are connected to me so that means you can get hurt. And I really, really don't want that. So please listen for once in your fucking life and just stay here until i have everything under control." I say grasping her delicate face in my hands, thumbs stroking her rosy cheeks.

She doesn't respond or say anything for that matter, but shoves past me and mimics the same path the boys took moment before. Leaving me alone in this airy room with my own thoughts..

"Cazzo diavolo, vaffanculo.." I breathe out as i drop my head back in defeat.

translation- fucking hell, fuck me.

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Charlie, Carter, Enzo, Raf and Matteo were all sat in the games room having what seems like a civilised conversation.
Xhavier and I were in my office looking at footage from the "Ball" or whatever it was where the russians attacked.
Xhavier hacked into the cameras from the last week and there were frequent visits to the resort from the brothers, from the past 3 weeks, meaning it was pre-meditated. They had been planning this for a while.

"Thank you, you can join the others i'll be with you in a second." I say to Xhav.

He nods and pats the back of my shoulder on his way out.
If anyone other than the guys did that to me they'd get a right hook. But they were different. They were my brothers.

Sitting in my office alone, i couldn't wrap my head around one thing. Her.

I think she might be bipolar. Hours ago i was convinced she was going to tear the heads off of Carter and Enzo and now i can hear her faint laughter in the background. It made the corners of my lips tilt but i always managed to tone myself down. What the hell is up with me.

I stud up abruptly, locking my office and making my way to the games room. Everyone was there but Charlie.

"Where's Charlie?" I ask them.

"Oh she's making food, she's either in the kitchen or pantry" Raf responds, pointing behind him in the direction of the kitchen.

"Ok i'll be back one second." I state leaving and they all nod.

As i walk to the kitchen, i can hear distant music. It gets louder as i get closer. I'm pretty sure it's the Weekend.

I left my head now at the doorway of the kitchen, the aroma of freshly baked goods engulfing my senses.

Then i catch a glimpse of a figure hovering along the far end of the kitchen. She was humming, kneading the dough with her skilled hands.

Cazzo i wanted to feel her hands all over my body again.

She was in her own world. Bouncing around like it was her own kitchen. She was wearing a tight, long sleeve white shirt with a low neck. From what i could observe, Little miss trouble was in her usual lace, poking from the hem of the top.

She had on some tiny pjama bottoms from god knows where. Her hips swayed from side to side, causing her long, light brown hair to flutter with her movements.
Not to be a perv or anything, but my eyes fell onto her ass.

Oh. mio Dio.

I actually had to bite my knuckles to refrain from taking her right here right now.

She turned around and raised her head finally sensing my presence. She didn't gasp or jump like i would've expected but just smirked and turned away.

"What you making bambola." I asked her walking to the island.

"Cookies." She curtly replies.

"Chocolate chip?" I ask.

She looks up and nods, "You knew my favourite Sì?"
I sarcastically ask venturing to her side of the kitchen. She stands tall before me.

"Nope. But they're my favourite." She turns seductively, allowing her ass to bump into my front. I groan but don't move. But amore mio has other plans. She bends over and starts searching the cupboards for something.

I strangle out a sentence asking, "Erm do you need help finding something?"

She drops to her knees before me, tying her hair back in a makeshift ponytail and leans forward to reach further back into the cupboard.

"Got it!" She excitedly raises a large wooden spoon and lifts herself back onto her feet. She begins walking behind me as i'm stuck at a standstill trying immensely hard to keep a boner down.

Fuck not now.

*smack*

I turn around quickly to see Charlie giggling, "You slap mine so i can slap yours..." She waves the spoon her hand, rising herself onto her tiptoes and kissing my cheek.

I blush at the sudden display of affection.

This girl is...this girl is something else.

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HAPPY VALENTINE's DAY MY LOVES!!

I'm sorry for how long this chapter took, i hope it's okay! I've been really busy xoxo

again i'm sorry for any grammar mistakes.

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