𝓛𝓮𝓸𝓷 𝓚𝓮𝓷𝓷𝓮𝓭𝔂| 𝗜𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝟯

Giving You One Extra Day| PT3| Request

AN: A few of you asked for another part, so here it is! This one's a little softer than the previous two but still has hints of dark romance.

I'm honestly not sure where this story is going, so I might leave it here for now and just generally write some standalone dark romance imagines in the future♡ 

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I fall asleep in Leon's car, the continuous hum of the engine combined with the rapidly fading adrenaline sends me into an almost coma. When I wake up hours later we're pulling up to some fancy large house in the middle of nowhere, nothing but trees surround it and it's got massive floor to ceiling windows, showing me a small glimpse at the rustic furniture inside. It's modern yet cosy, and completely a contrast to where I imagined Leon living. Then again, between running from him and getting fucked by him I haven't really had time to dream up a sob story for him. 

"Is this your house?" I whisper rhetorically, but Leon chuckles from beside me as he turns the car off, nodding as he takes my hand in his. I feel like I should flinch away, but instead I let his thumb trace my knuckles, it's oddly soothing. "How do you afford to live in a place like this?" I ask. 

Leon huffs a laugh as he releases my hand and gets out of the car. I follow, waiting for his reply. "Baby, I'm a mercenary, I've got more money than I could ever spend," He teases, but then his smile softens, "but now I've got a reason to start digging into my bank account." Leon throws me a wink, then saunters towards the house. I'm done running, so I begin to follow, my eyes tracking the place where I'll be staying for...however long. My legs ache by the time I make it to the open front door, it wasn't because of the distance, but Leon's really done a number on me. Leon notices, then wordlessly walks towards me, scoops me up, closes the door behind him and begins heading up the stairs. I loop my arms around his neck, nuzzling into his neck. Jesus, since when did I become attracted to my kidnapper? 

"Did I ever hurt you too much?" Leon lowly asks, his voice deeper than the ocean. He actually sounds concerned, so I shake my head, giving him a reassuring smile. 

"I'm a big girl, I can handle it." I half-joke. Leon's lips twitch as he lets out a breath and shakes his head, then his eyes find mine, and they no longer look so delicate towards me. 

"You say that now, but I'll soon get that attitude out of you." He mumbles. I swallow, feeling that familiar heat between my legs, but I'm too tired and worn down to act on it. 

"No more tonight, please." I whisper. Leon nods, and I trust his word, I don't think he'd ever do anything to me without my consent. His head turns towards me just as we reach a large yet cosy bathroom, and his lips meet the top of my head. I stare at the blonde man holding me, wondering how someone so deadly could be so sweet under the surface, but I guess it's one of Leon's many mysteries. He sets me down on my feet then begins to run a hot bath, the steam soon clouds up the bathroom and sends shivers through me, I didn't realise until now how filthy I feel, after two days of panic and sweat there's no wonder the first thing Leon wants me to do is bath. I suck on my lip as I watch him pour all kinds of things into the water, it's so peculiar watching him be this domestic. 

"Why are you keeping me here?" I blurt out, the question I've been holding in since he first put me in his car. Leon turns, still leant over the running bath. His eyes scan me from head to toe slowly, before he finally smiles at me, it's possessive yet kind. 

"I told you, you're mine now."

I shake my head, that isn't an answer. Gathering my last remaining courage I stand straighter and walk over to him, sizing him up. Leon finds it amusing however, and stands up too until he's towering over me. I stand my ground though. "But why am I yours? Why keep me and nobody else?" 

Leon's smile grows and grows until it turns predatory. He steps forwards, causing me to step back, we do this dance until my back's pressed against the wall and his hands are either side of my head, his body caging me in. It used to feel terrifying, but now I feel protected. My breath hitches as he leans down, his breath tickles my ear as he presses a kiss to my neck. "I've killed more people than I can count, and I've got a fucked up past that no head shrink is gonna fix, but as soon as I saw you with that damned rolling pin I knew you'd be my first actual challenge." 

I huff a laugh, crossing my arms over my chest as Leon backs away to let me breathe again and switch off the running water. "I couldn't have ever fought you."

Leon nods as if knowing this too, then he pulls off his tee, displaying all those muscles I so desperately want to trace with my tongue. I avert my eyes until he speaks again. "I don't mean a physical challenge. Your innocence made me question everything I know, your helplessness is addictive, and for some reason I just wanna lock you up and keep you all to myself so nobody else can ever hurt you. You're mine as much as I'm yours, you've got me obsessed. Now, get in the water whilst it's still warm baby." He murmurs. 

I blush as Leon tilts his head in waiting, I hesitate to undress despite him already know my body like the back of his hand. He senses my uncertainty, and gently grabs my chin, raising my head until my neck aches from looking at him. His lips crash to mine in a sudden and hungry kiss, then all too soon he pulls back. "I've seen every inch of your perfect body, don't shy away from me now." He says. 

I take a breath, nodding, then begin to peel off my clothes. Leon averts his eyes for my sake until I'm seated in the tub, smiling at the warm water and the soothing to my muscles. Leon kneels beside the bath, watching me with a fierce obsession I love deep down. To be wanted so badly thrills me. I begin to wash away the grime I feel as well as Leon's come that still sticks between my thighs from earlier, but after a few short minutes Leon takes the cloth from me and begins to wash my back and shoulders. 

"I bet you've never knelt to anyone before." I muse, resting my forehead on my knees as the sound of the dripping water fills the bathroom. Leon huffs a laugh, stealing a glance at me as the steam begins to mess with his hair, making it unruly and devastatingly handsome. 

"I've never found anything worth worshipping until you." He deeply murmurs. I'm silent as he washes me without commenting, every now and then he'll hesitate, as if silently asking for permission, so I move and stretch to give him consent. It's nice being taken care of, something I'd forgotten about since my life before Leon never included it. He's gentle, caressing my skin with a care I couldn't have ever expected from him. The hands that could snap a neck are currently tangling into my hair, lifting it up carefully to wash the back of my neck. It's insane. I close my eyes, relaxing into his warm touch and the relaxing atmosphere of the bath, I could probably fall asleep again. 

Leon's sudden movement jolts me out of my stupor, I frantically find his eyes as he's picking me up bridal style, but then he explains. "Can't have you falling asleep in the bath, I'm taking you to bed pretty girl." I'm exhausted and soaking his chest, but the skin to skin feels strangely intimate even despite our previous encounters. Leon takes me to his bedroom, then slips one of his shirts over my head before he tucks me into his plush bed, the blankets and pillows feel expensive, a luxury I could never afford for myself. 

"My clothes." I mumble as Leon climbs into the bed with me, pulling me to his chest as my eyelids grow heavy. 

"I'll buy you some new ones tomorrow, unless you wanna walk around in nothing so I can have you whenever I want, hm?" I shake my head, hearing his chuckle as his breath tickles my forehead. I nuzzle closer into his warmth, feeling myself drift off to the sound of his fast heartbeat. "I'm never letting you go now," Leon whispers, "not when you've finally given me your trust."

I mewl, consciousness fading fast as Leon's arms tighten around me. Maybe I'm a little insane for letting the man who was sent to kill me hold me, but I'm safer than I've ever been and I've got a feeling that my life with him might turn out to be one of passion and luxury. I don't know how I feel about him, I don't hate him anymore, but it's something not as strong as love. I'm glad he gave me one extra day, because it turned my life around.