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It had been a few months since the couple left London together, Hobbs had tried to put her brother back in jail for her not keeping her word but Deckard handled it and her brother was free. Valerie' wounds healed, though they left scars, she had tons of scars, every one had a story. She would hang out with Deckard' mum every once and a while.
Deckard would always be leaving for a job and she couldn't blame him because she had been doing the same thing. Tej still talked to her when he could, she visited him sometimes and she did hang out with Roman when she could. They were the only ones who understood why she had left the mission. When she heard about Giselle, she was heartbroken for Han and even went to see him back in Tokyo.
Deckard never knew people she talked to but he trusted her. Their relationship grew strong by every minute, she would see Hattie when possible and sucked it up and visited her mum in prison. They were getting along better and she loved that. Valerie would go out racing when she could, it helped push her from the world.
Deckard of course, went to, considering all the men that had their eyes on her. And she finally figured out why her old hookups would end up dead, it was Deckard. She loved going on jobs with him and he loved doing it as well. He was a ghost obviously and she was still considered the most dangerous assassin in the world. She never left any survivors or witnesses.
Deckard and Valerie were the worlds most dangerous couple. And everyone feared them.
Valerie hummed against her boyfriend' chest, her hands trailing over his abs. "Keep that up and you won't be able to walk for days." He mumbled, making her scoff against him. She smirked and climbed over his naked body, trailing kisses down his abs. She smirked against his skin, "That's it."
She gasped, suddenly he was on top of her naked body, she was still exhausted from the night prior but she never turned down a challenge and neither did he. "I have to go soon." She smirked, he raised a brow, leaning down and tracing his hands over her smooth body.
"Who are you killing today?" He sucked on her neck, she tilted her head slightly so there was more access. "Nobody. I have lunch with your mum today." He hummed against her skin, his hand moving down her stomach and to her throbbing core. "Then that gives us a few hours." She smiled, "For what, love?"
"This," she gasped when he stuck his index finger right inside her. "Fuck." He smiled, pumping his finger in her, his thumb rubbing her clit. He pulled it out, sucking her juices off his fingers, he flipped her over, he face pushed into the pillows. Slowly kissed the scars on her thighs, getting soft moans from her.
