Dear Evil

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The sun blazed over London as Clarissa slept with one leg hiked over the duvet and the rest of her body out in the heat, the feeling of a hand curving around her stomach and as the feeling of his fingers caressing her stomach awoke her from a deep sleep she looked down and hummed softly, seeing a clothed arm around her and the feeling of soft lips against her shoulder "Loki..."

"Yes Gorgeous?" He whispered, her eyes rolling back and the sensation of his fingers dipping down as she slapped his hand away and pushed herself up, his eyes dancing over delicate flesh and her knee brushing against his stomach "Nice sleep?"

"Very, I'm gonna have a quick shower" She whispered, the man nodding and staring at her body, completely nude and everything perky in the right places with her slender fingers running down her stomach and as her eyes caught the man she blushed and smirked softly at the man "Have a good sleep?"

"I did, but I will tell you one thing I do miss" He whispered, but instead she hummed out and skipped into the bathroom, pulling open the glass door in attempts to silence his sexual comments, a grin tugging at her lips and she happily laid back looking up at the ceiling.

Not many people get the joys of money and a handsome partner, but Clarissa was living with that joy but something weighed on her, heavier than any burden she has even had to carry and that was the man's incessant greed for more money even though he seemingly had enough to last him.

She wasn't dumb, she knew the troubles he would face leaving the situation with his apparent status in the methamphetamine industry, he would leave but everyone would surely know where he worked, who he was and what he represented but as he made his status known in the drug industry he was know pulling the woman into that life and she feared that perhaps her small life she had in her hometown would soon because known and the life she has built for herself, her job, her family and her home would soon become something she would have to abandon and she realised that's what the man did.

As she watched him through the steam covered glass she felt her heartstrings tug, he left for a life in London that would have endangered everyone if he stayed, he lived a life of violence and of people that would kill for the money he possessed, for the leadership in this little cartel that he lead.

Clarissa listened to the sound of the water hitting her skin, the sensation of the warm water cascading over every inch of her body and she closed her eyes and allowed it all to soak her.

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It was coming up to four days now they had been in London, Clarissa calling back home once a day and talking to the boys but now it was nearing the end of their trip to London she realised she would miss it, but she sat in the garden with her knees up to her chest watching the sun blaze over the swimming pool and hearing the sliding door open, her eyes scanning over to the man who walked through with a smile plastered onto his face "Hello Princess"

"Can I ask you a question?" She questioned, the man slowly nodding and lowering himself onto the seat opposite the woman, back facing the pool and she suddenly became aware of the small shorts and top she bore, hair wet from a dip in the pool as he watched with a tantalising smile "I keep on thinking back to when you left... Before you left you told me something about a new job you had... Told me you couldn't tell me what it was but you were so young... H-How could- was it this?"

"Yes" He answered, straight faced with little to no emotion, she scanned his eyes for deceit, some emotion that would show her he was lying but instead she nodded and pursed her lips, looking down at her hands and then back into one another's eyes "You... You don't understand, it's not like in the movies, it's nothing like that"