RUN RABBIT RUN. (BXB)

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE. Feral ones.

RAIDEN ROMANO.

I grab the dagger from the sheath on my pants when the door creaks open, for a moment I think I've overstayed my welcome here, I've seen Dean, stayed clear and went to look for something that could clue me to who he's working with that was untill.. she walks into the room and closes the door quietly before flicking on the lights "Raiden Romano.." she smiles "Long time hm?" she practically purrs, I slip the dagger back into it's sheath.
I give her a lopsided grin before she saunters over, hips swaying.

Kitana.. now I get it.
She's how Enrion got Dean's location, she's the one who planted a tracker on him.
Everything pieces together as her lips trail down my neck.
Ofcourse she did it to get to me..
Ofcourse Dean would go to her dad.
The Romano mafia might be brutal but these guys.. they're with fewer people but just as deadly.
Now there's also no doubt that they're planning something against us, against my father.
Let's say Kitana never really got over the one time we fucked when our families had business to discuss.. or the time after that..or the one after that.
Her hand skims my pants "No guns?"

Wren.
"Not here to start a fight I can't win sweetheart." 
Her lips curve up and she drops to her knees.
I fist her hair and tug her head back so she looks up at me "I don't have time for-"
My words are cut short when her hand squeezes my crotch.
She flips her blonde hair over her shoulder, those Hazel eyes feighning innocence. 

Pretty eyes don't work on me tho, feral ones might.
He's here.
He's watching, I know it even tho I don't see him.
He's not in the room.. but he's watching.
Listening.
Waiting.
I smirk at the though of Wren.. probably in the control room, watching me.
Probably thinking of a million ways to murder me for letting Kitana get this close in the first place.

Kitana however takes it as an invitation, she starts undoing my belt and I lean back against the wall, wondering how far he'll let this go, wondering if he'll actually let me finish.
Then again.. I did give the crazy bastard a loaded gun.. if he shoots her I'm fucked, not only will it attract attention from the whole building but she's our eyes on the situation.
And if he kills her.. well then we've got a bigger problem than Dean.
There's a quiet buzz, my gaze shifts to the camera on the wall just beneath the ceiling, it buzzes again, the red light practically glaring at me as if it's the murderous glint no doubt present in his gaze.

He's never killed anyone.. yet I can see it.
He would without batting an eye, there's no way a sane person would act around me the way he does.
So just like he didn't blink at the barrel I pointed inbetween his eyes he wouldn't blink at pulling the trigger of that same gun.

I tilt my head at the camera, half hard when my pants drop to my ankles and her lips wrap around me with familiarity.

When Kitana slips out of the room I wait a minute before doing the same, my steps falter as the tip of my shoe protests.
I glance down at Kitana's limp body on the floor, passed out.. I think?
I hope.
I look besides me in the long dark hallway where Wren stands, leaning against the wall as if he'd been waiting, his arms are crossed over his chest, his posture rigid.
His gaze threatens to burn me to ash as he glares at me, his lips set in a tight line.
"Got rid of the footage?" I question, ofcourse he did, he's not stupid.
"You fucker." he grits out, his voice trembles with anger as he looks at me, absolutely seething.
I turn on my heels and start walking.
"I've got shit to do, I don't have time for your gam-" ringing sounds in my ears at the impact to the back of my head before everything slips away, my body drops limp to the cold floor besides Kitana.

Never turn your back on Wren when he has your gun, noted.