Sinful Desire 18+

23. opening up

Adriana

Nico has turned me into a monster. I never thought I could have sex with someone without feeling slightly insecure but here I am with my legs spread wide open on a table with my ex and my kidnapper face to face wanting to strangle eachother.

"You lost the privilege to her pussy when you decided you were gonna stick that thing dangling between your legs in someone else." Nico gritted at Daniel.

Daniel didn't speak, I think he was just in shock of witnessing his ex girlfriend getting fucked.

"You gonna talk or do I have to pick your teeth out with tweezers?" Nico cooed and I tried to hold back a giggle.

"Please just kill me." He cried and I honestly didn't feel bad for the guy. I had so much hatred built up inside me that I didn't even care if he was tortured and humiliated right infront of me. It should make me feel sick but it doesn't.

Fuck. How am I going to continue medical school thinking like a serial killer?

"You know what Daniel." Nico started in an upbeat tone "Today's your lucky day." He pulled a gun out of his slacks. Where the fuck did that come from?

"Please." Daniel pleaded. It sounded more like a 'please don't do it' plea rather than a 'hurry up and kill me' plea.

Nico turned to me with the glock in his hand which turned me on more than it should. "You wanna do the honours baby?" He asked holding out the gun and my eyes widened with fear, I glanced at Daniel who looked like he was going to pass out any second.

"I can't Nico, it's already gone too far. I'm not killing someone." I said to him pulling my panties up my legs.

"Suit yourself." He smiled turning around to face Daniel, aiming the pistol right at his forehead "Turn around if you don't want to see anything." He said to me and I spun myself around slowly not wanting to watch a man I once loved be shot in the head.

Pop!

The loud sound ripped through my ear drums, followed by a ringing sound which didn't seem like it would ever stop. My hands covered my ears and a small tear fell from my eye, Nico had just killed someone, he just killed a man when I was only six feet away.

The tear fell from my chin down to the floor and I felt two arms wrap around my stomach making me flinch "It's over now my love, he's gone." Nico whispered in my ear.

"You're sick." I whispered, fear clouding my eyes. I knew Nico had killed many more in the past but I didn't expect to see him kill so close to me.

"I know." He placed a kiss on my neck then unwrapped his arms around my stomach to stand infront of me. He towered over me making me feel small and vulnerable, not to mention I was only wearing my underwear.

He stared at me for a moment like he was trying to figure me out and then finally spoke "You shouldn't start to love me Adriana, nothing good will come out of it. You'll only end up crying or hurt or both."

"I know." I whispered desperately trying to not cry over this man again.

"Let me take you back to the house, I'll run you a bath and we can talk, yes?" His tone became more upbeat, like he was trying to make me forget what happened.

"Mhm."

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"Nico?" I asked softly, my back was pressed against his hard chest as we layed in the bathtub. I could tell he had never been like this with someone before the way he was tensing and not knowing where to put his hands.

I noticed Nico had a shit ton of tattoos adoring his muscles, chest and everywhere else. He must have atleast five hundred "How old were you when you got your first tattoo?" I asked and he thought for a moment before speaking.