Loveless♣

Chapter Two-Immigrant

"I really don't get how you can get any work done whilst I'm right beside you," he said.
Andrea turned to look at him.He was half naked,and under the bedsheets she could feel his hand creeping up her legs.
"Stop!" she chided,laughing."I have a deadline,Tony.If I don't meet up with it,my agent will have my head.I have to submit this by the end of the week and--Arrgh!Stop doing that,it's distracting!"She pushed his hand off her thigh.
They were on the bed.All the window blinds were closed.The lights were off.The only thing illuminating the room was Andrea's laptop which was situated on her lap,on which she was typing frantically.
Anthony rested an elbow on his pillow and cradled his head while he stared at her face.He was memorising it,like he always did.
Andrea was so beautiful. She had long brown curly locks,the brightest green eyes he'd ever seen and the most beautiful smile in the world. To him,she was everything. 
  He remembered how they'd met in London last spring.She'd been on a mission.To find herself, she'd said.Her heart had been broken by her fiancé.They'd dated for six years and they'd just broken up.She'd refused to tell him why,but had allowed him to buy her a cup of coffee after one long hour of coaxing.They'd talked about everything aside from love.Half the time he hadn't even been listening.He'd been mesmerized by the beauty and depth of this American girl.
"Why are you staring at me like that?"Andrea asked,grinning at him,bringing him to the present.
"I'm remembering how we made love in London."
Her cheeks flushed red,and she turned back to her laptop.It made him smile at how cocky she was on the outside but how a little sexual statement or compliment made her blush.
He put a hand in front of the screen of the laptop.
"Hey!" she complained."You're blocking my view."
"I am the view," he replied,taking the laptop from her and placing it on the nightstand.
She laughed."Are you serious right now?"
"Mmhmm," he murmured,towering above her.He placed himself between her legs and soon he was on top of her.
They were the same height,so they touched at every part.From nose to toe.It amazed him how well they fit.
She was staring at him with her mouth slightly parted and her eyes filled with desire.He dipped his head and brushed his lips over hers lightly.He saw the frustration in her eyes and grinned.She wanted things fast..but he intended to take it very slowly.
He dipped his head again and caught her lower lip in his teeth.He nibbled on it and watched her eyes close as she sighed.
"I love you,Andrea Marie Winston," he said softly.
She opened her eyes and he saw them brighten as she smiled.
"I love you,too,Anthony Dunne."
"How can you not?" he joked and dipped his head to kiss her fully this time.
They made love slowly,like it was their first time.
He took his time to savour her skin.She responded freely and opened up to him like she'd never been able to with any one.She let him see the parts of her that had been broken,and with every touch he fixed them.
They matched.
In every sense of the word.

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He watched her sleep and his heart lurched at how beautiful and innocent she looked.She was his.
His.
He crouched to look at her closely.He touched her cheek softly.It was no longer wet,like it had been at the park.He traced his fingertips to her lips.They were soft and swollen from the many kisses she'd received.
He chuckled.There was more to come.But not from her idiot of a boyfriend.From him.
She was his.
No one else's.
Andrea's lashes fluttered.
"Anthony?" she murmured sleepily.
"No."
Her eyes snapped open at the sound of the voice.
The moment she saw his face,a loud scream escaped her lips.
He clamped a large palm over her mouth and pressed the gun to his lips.
Her muffled screams died the moment she sighted the gun.
"If you don't wanna end up like your worthless boyfriend, you'd better keep quiet,Drea," he said softly and a sinister smile touched his lips.
Andrea froze. Her heart had stopped beating.
Anthony.
She turned slowly to the other side of the bed.
"Oh my God!Oh my God!No!!!Anthony!"
He was covered in blood.She couldn't see his face but his back had been shot thrice.The blood had spewed over his back and onto the bedsheets.The amount of blood around him told the inevitable.
He was dead.
Anthony was dead.
"No!!Oh my God!" She reached for him.
"Shut up!Shut up or you'll be next,you little bitch!"
"What have you done!!How could you,Lukas?!How could you!"
She fell on top of Anthony's back and held him tightly,weeping as she felt his blood on her cheek and through her clothes.
"Get the fuck off him,Andrea!Get up and get dressed!"
She shook her head."No..no..no,you have to kill me,too.You have to kill me.Oh God,Anthony."
Her tears blinded her as Lukas grabbed her arm and dragged her off the body.He pulled her roughly off the bed and pushed her to the floor.
He cocked his gun at her.
"I am not kidding,Andrea Winston.Get up and get dressed or I will shoot you.Do you really wanna lose your life over this worthless piece of trash?!"
"I hate you!You'll regret this,I swear!"she cried.
"Get the fuck up!" he yelled.
She stood up slowly.Her white nightdress was soaked with blood.She glared at him with pure hatred.
"Pack a bag,we're leaving."
She sobbed as she walked to her wardrobe. There was nothing she could do.He had a gun pointed to her head.The same one he'd probably used to kill Anthony. She picked up a duffel bag and threw some clothes in.She zipped it.
"Change out of that filthy thing," he ordered, gesturing at her nightdress.
She glared at him still.
"Take it off or I'll rip it off," he told her,smirking. "Not like I haven't done something of the sort before."
"You're a bastard!"
"Yes,I am,amongst other things.But I have never told anyone that I loved them when I didn't, Andrea!Unlike you!You lied to me!"
She looked aghast. "What do you mean?!You broke off our engagement! You broke up with me!I was devastated!"
"And yet you hooked up with the next British fool you laid your eyes on."
"Anthony is no fool," she said defensively, gnashing her teeth.
"Was," Lukas corrected."He's dead now.Get it through your head.Now get dressed.There's no time."
Andrea couldn't believe what was happening to her.She felt like she was in a dream.A few hours ago she was the happiest woman in the world.
And now...
She glanced at Anthony's immobile body.
Now she was being kidnapped by her ex fiancé, who happened to be an armed lunatic.
Life couldn't get worse than that.
There was a loud knock on the door.