Killer Love (ON HOLD)

Gain His Trust

Recap:

I automatically do as I was told and while he lifts me by my thighs, I kick my shoes off and tightly wrap my legs around him.And this was how I got myself well and truly fucked.

Kyle's POV:

As I fluttered my eyes open I could see the sun shining in through the window, at the same time I took notice of the body cuddled next to me. It was a bizarre feeling to have someone this close to me without me wanting to kick them out.  As I looked over I recognized Scars calm face ( which is only this calm while she is sleeping) I tried not to stare but couldn't help it. She was just so beautiful.

She was someone who looked like she always had to work for things she wanted but never would complain about it. I imagined spending my life with her. I knew she would be leaving soon and there was apart of that which broke my heart.

I knew that when she woke up she would probably be upset about what we did last night since when she first got her she made it clear that wasn't her intention. Trying to reverse her feelings I slowly got out of bed without waking her and went to the kitchen to make some breakfast.

I decided to do a little research of my own on Scar seeming as she had done the same to me. When I found her Instagram page I noticed that for the last few months she hadn't posted anything. The last picture was a picture of her and some guy who I could only imagine was her brother.

"I'm so sorry for your loss."

"Never forget,"

"We will always love him, Stay strong"

Reading the comments lead me to believe that her brother had passed away. I know there really wasn't anything personal between us emotionally but it still bugged me that she didn't feel like she trusted me enough to tell me about her brother. I don't even know why I care if this was any other girl she would have already been kicked out and forgotten about. But this wasn't just anyone, this was Scar, there was something different about her. Now I just need to find out.

Scar's POV:

As I woke up memories of last night and the way he made me feel started to rush back to me. This was my job, Kyle was my job, killing him was my job. Not sleeping with him. That was not at all my job.

I needed to talk to Johnny, ASAP. I picked up my phone and rushed to the bathroom locking the door behind me and dialing his number. "Hey doll, how is the job going." He asked cheerfully probably hoping I would say that he was dead and that I could come home now. "Umm it's going fine, the job hasn't been completed yet but I have a question, Why does someone want him killed and who is this, someone? Johnny to finish this job I really need that answer." Johnny paused for a long time almost making me wonder if he had hung up, "Look doll, we normally don't inform the agents but because it's your first I'll make the exception. Let me look back at his case file and I'll give you a callback. Until then, just try to gain his trust." Johnny replied right before hanging up the phone.

I think I got more than his trust.

As I exited the bathroom I could smell the aroma of food cooking and I became suspicious. Putting on more clothes, I walked out to the living area to see where the smell was coming from and was surprised to see Kyle standing in the kitchen, cooking.

"Well Good morning," I said cheerfully trying to get his attention. He turned around to look at me and smiled "You hungry?" He asked while bringing the cooked breakfast over to the table insinuating that I could sit down. He sat down on the other side of the table and we sat there for a second in peace, "So look about last night," He said breaking the silence. "Look, Kyle, I don't want it to affect us, You're an amazing guy and we were high, what happened, happened. Please don't let it affect us." I said almost pleading at the end. He looked shocked by my response but at the same time, he seemed relieved.