Page 18 of The Bratva's Bounty
"What? Saw pretty lil' me, and you couldn't resist? Thought you might take a bite before giving me back?" I don't know why I got a little snappy with him. He probably didn't mean anything bad by his words, but I kind of took it wrong. He made it sound like I was some pretty prize to go after and claim.
Holding his hands up, he leaned back a bit in his seat while chuckling. "Oy, cool it. I didn't mean it in any bad way. I just saw how pretty and cute you were, and those sad eyes of yours, and my heartstrings were snagged," he stammered out the last part, almost embarrassingly as he averted his eyes from me.
My posture relaxed into a playful one as his words sank in. Smirking, I leaned onto the table on my elbows and rested my tilted head on clasped hands. "You think I'm pretty and cute?" The part about my having sad eyes could be touched on later; I needed something to make me feel good. So, yeah, sue me for fishing Lev a little for some compliments.
"W-well duh, have you seen yourself? Someone would have to be blind to not see how pretty you are. And if they were blind, then I'd be sorry for them because they wouldn't be able to witness such perfection." Lev paused with his mouth opened slightly, his face twisting in thought before a lightbulb moment seemed to go off. "Actually, I take that back. I'd be glad they're blind because then I don't have to worry about them looking at you or sharing your beauty with them." Arrogantly, he grinned and crossed his arms as he leaned back in his seat.
Not gonna lie, that flattered me more than I cared to admit. "Greedy one, aren't we? What makes you think I'd let you have such a joy of having me in your life? This could be our last little date for all you know." I teased with an empty smile.
I don't know why, but the thought of this possibly being our last encounter with each other punched me in the gut. I mean, this wouldn't be our last, but hypothetically speaking.
Yeah, Lev was a little annoying with his stalking, but I grew used to him sooner rather than later and appreciated the sense of safety I got from him. It was a little weird feeling safe with my stalker around, but I had a somewhat good feeling about him under my paranoia.
"What makes you think I want your crazy ass in my life?" Lev shot back with an offended scoff. "You beat me with a wooden stick and tattooed me after gassing me," he added with a tilt of his head and pointed eyes.
Rolling his eyes with another scoff of disbelief, he chuckled and shook his head softly at me. "And if you think this is a date, then you gotta raise your damn standards. Also, I feel a little offended that you would think if I were to take you on a date, then it'd be something shabby and simple like this. Seriously, who do you take me for? You'd be wined and dined at a five-star restaurant or some other bougie place or whatever you like, and of course, I'd be a fucking gentleman and kiss your damn feet the whole time."
Clicking my tongue, I chuckled playfully and tossed him a challenging look. "What if I didn't like that shit? What if I wanted to go dumpster diving? Or out into the middle of the desert?" Okay, now I wanted to be difficult for shit and giggles.
"Then I'll pack us some food for a picnic if we're going to the damn desert for some stupid ass reason, and if you wanted to get down and dirty, then I'd make sure you're dressed properly so you don't get fucking tetanus from a cut or some shit like that," Lev replied with a sarcastic sneer and roll of his eyes. "Though, I would have to question why the hell you'd want to go out into the desert like that." His eyes raised at me quizzically as he quickly raked his eyes up and down my body.
Smiling my eyes, I painted an innocent smile on my lips while my eyes remained mischievous. "Take me out to the desert, and you'll find out."
Narrowing his eyes suspiciously at me, he studied me for a moment with his lips slightly pursed. "Planning to kill me and leave me for the vultures?" he questioned with a voice full of suspicion.
I denied it instantly with a scoff and wave of my hand. "Oh god no, that would be way too boring." It was the truth, and I was so glad the café was so dead at this time, and there wasn't anyone near us because this conversation would be very worrisome to anyone in their right mind.
"Honestly, if I were to kill you…" Trailing off, I looked at him with a nervously playful smile as I debated whether or not I should finish that sentence.
Intrigued, Lev's smirk morphed into an excited and interested smile as he leaned forward. "What? Go on, don't leave me hanging, baby." His icy blue eyes sharpened with a crazed look as he eagerly awaited my answer. "How would you kill the Savage Volk of the Volkov Bratva?" It was almost as if he challenged me to do it.
"Tick, tick." My finger wagged along with the words as my own smirk deepened almost crazily before I smacked them together to make apopwith my lips.
"Boom."
Chapter 11
Lev
~2 weeks later~
"I still can't believe you tattooed me," I grumbled softly as I trailed right behind Nicole with my hands stuffed in the pockets of my jacket.
"Well, you needed a reminder of who you belong to," she remarked rather haughtily, tossing her head back to flash me a smirk before continuing off to wherever. "Besides, not like it's something stupid. I mean, I could have tattooed a dick on you for all you know, or some misspelled word like 'regart' or something stupid."
Stopping, she snickered softly while smirking smugly at me. "I could have tattooed a stupid phrase in Vietnamese or a crude word," she remarked arrogantly. "So, be thankful I was being thoughtful and nice."
Scoffing in disbelief, I crossed my arms and stepped up to her. "If you ever do something like that, I will tattoo something in Cyrillic across your ass," I retorted, glaring down softly at her.
"As long as it's something cute." She laughed in my face before whipping around, smacking me in the face with her colored hair.
Gritting my teeth, I let out a soft scowl. "We're not done." Reaching out, I grabbed her arm and spun her back around, pulling her flush against my body. "I don't know whether to kiss you or spank you," I strained with my lips hanging a hair away from hers.
Inhaling deeply, I quickly shifted my hands around her body. One arm wrapped itself around her lower back, anchoring her plush body against mine, while my other arm snaked itself around her upper body. Sliding my hand down, I gently groped her bubbly butt with an internal groan at the softness melting in my palm. Sharply inhaling, I fisted the back of her hair with my other hand. "You are so insufferable sometimes, you know that?" I groaned softly, resting my forehead against hers.
Giggling, Nicole grinned and reached up to grip my nape with her hand. "I know, but only because you love it," she shot back, ghosting her lips across mine. "You love that I am a pain in your ass because you like suffering." Her nails dug into my sensitive skin, making me wince softly. "Kiss me."
Giving in with a groan, I let my lips fall into hers, letting her softly suck my soul out of me. "Only because I wanted to," I argued with a reddening face.