Impeŕo

Prologue

"Keep your eyes open Kenna."  Carlos said through my earpiece.

"Copy."

I walk further down the halls of the castle, my gun in hand just in case the target decided to pop up.

Turning the corner, I heard male voice speaking in a foreign language. It was muffled but I recognized that accent anywhere.

Italian....

My gun still on hand, I cautiously turn the doorknob. I was certain this is the room where the sound was coming from.

"You dirty puttana."

Behind the dirty wooden door was a beatifully spacious room. I assume it was one of the royal quaters. Although the room was worth admiring, what caught my eye was the male sitting arond the desk. A single vein stood up in his forehead as he painfully gritted his teeth.

"Fuck!" He let out another groan. I was beginning to think he wasn't feeling any pain, quite the opposite actually.

His body spasm, as his curly black mane stuck to his sweaty face. His breathing was erratic. Once he seemed to calm down the most beautiful blue eyes pierced mine and body instantly froze.

Bastiano.

"I was beginning to think you wouldn't find me agapi mou, and as a result I had to find a means of occupying myself." He licked his plump pink lips and a devilish grin took over his features.

That Italian fucker.

Looking away from him, I saw a nest of golden curls rise from under the table.

He was getting a blowjob for fuck's sake.

"Kenna, Kenna what the fuck is happening?" Carlos spoke through my earpice.

Now standing more alert my gun pointing directly at him, I click the safety off. In a flustered hazed the bimbo who stood awkwardly watching now ran out of the room.

"Yeah Carlos. I got him" I answered. I've waited years for this.

"Good now take him back to headquaters. I have anniversary dinner with the mrs tonight, gotta get some anniversary pus-"

"Ok stop I don't need the details. See you in thirty minutes." Now I was smiling and it felt good to have control over this particular situation.

"I hope you know this will not be easy, agapi mou." His grin was now at his ears. He started to crack his knuckles, his neck and some other parts of his body I didn't even know could be cracked per say and might I say it did creep me the hell out.

Not wasting another minute, he moved to lunge at me whichnin return turned on my stealth mode. I fired my gun pointing at the most opprotune vantage points and out of the five bullets fired, only two correctly hit him. He now had a slight limp as he maneuvered the perfect back flick to avoid my defenses.

My hand gun ran out of bullets, I dropped it to the floor, grabbing at the other two on my waistband. He used this as his opening to lunge at me once more. He did a spin kick which landed square in my jaw. Both guns flew across the room, sliding against the wall.

That hurt like a motherfucker!

My head snapped to the side. In my mini haze, he used his gun to hit me across the face. I fell to the ground, a muffled groan left my lips. He stood, looking down at me with a toothy grin, no doubt taking in victory and fuelling his ego.

Taking this opprotunity, I slid the hidden syringes from the holsters on both my thighs. In one fluid movement, I drew the syringes and injected them into both his legs. Withdrawing the needles, he fell to his knees releasing a painful groan.

"You did well, puttana!" He struggled to speak out as the numbing agent was quickly spreading through his body.

"Save it, Bastiano." I spat, walking around his body to grab my guns, I placed them back into their casings then proceeded to grab his legs."And for the record, you hit like a bitch!"

He blacked out.I took him back to headquarters and went on my way. On my way home I picked up pizza, chinese food  and a bottle of strawberry champagne. I deserve to celebrate tonight.

Walking into my house, I kicked off my shoes and dropped my keys into the bowl on the table. I went to the kitchen and rested the bag and the pizza on the island and let out a heavy sigh. I was exhausted.

I unpacked the bag, placing the contents on the counter top. After changing I curled up on the couch and opened Netflix, while stuffing my face with pizza and noodles. About three episodes into the second season of iZombie, I heard ruffling on my terrace. I slid my nine millimeter from the casing at the foot of my L-shaped loveseat. After thoroughly checking the terrace and the rest of the house, I went into the kitchen and took a water bottle from the fridge, downing it I rest my hands on the island.

Suddenly, someone from behind meused one hand to  grab my throat and the other to cover my mouth. I bit the person's finger causing them to let their guard down allowing me retrieve the gun I rested on the counter top. Grabbing it and whipping around, I pointed my pistol ready to pull the trigger.

What in the actual fuck?

Bastiano stood before me, for the first time since I was eight years old. His nose and forehead busted, he dragged himself over and stood infront of me, the blood on his face almost dry now.

"Bas-"

Before I could speak, Bastiano's lips mashed against mine. Fireworks exploded behind my closed eyelids as I relished the feeling. His tongue fought for entrance, after getting tired of defenses his hand went up my shirt and pinched my nipple. I let out a moan which caused my mouth to open, his tongue working, fighting and send chills down my spine.

I pulled away and slapped him. He released a painful groan, as his head snapped to the side.

"Don't touch me, you asshole!" I seethed

He looked me dead in the eyes, his sky blue eyes, turned a deep sea blue. His gaze went to my lips as his breath fanned my face.

"I came back for you, Kenna." He latched his lips unto mine and I allowed him because I did really miss him. His tongue massaged mine, sending a delicious feeling straight to my core, causing me to wrap mh hands around his neck. After a while the kiss got more needy. An involuntary moan left my lips as I ran my fingers through the nest of jet black curls on his head.

I felt a strong tightening in my lower abdomen as his lips left mine, trailing hot wet kisses down my neck, another moan left my lips.

"You've missed me haven't you my lovely Kenna." Bas lifted me up and placed me on the counter top, spreading legs, he got between them and continued his lovely assault on my body. His erection now full blown, was pressed against my heat, now pushing me over edge. I ground my hips against his, trying to release the knot that begun to clench my insides. My head rolled back as another moan left my lips.

"Bas!" I screamed out as his finger pressed down on my clit. I ground my hips against his hand begging him to give me my release.

"That's right, agapi mou, I know you've missed me." He let out a muffled groan as I gripped him through his slacks. "Fuck!"

He grabbed my hands with one of his,as his lips latched back onto mine.

"I came back for you. Make no mistake agapi mou and I will get what I came for." I opened my eyes and he was gone, just like that. There was no sign of his exit.

I was fucked!

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