Perilous

Chapter 19

Marshall's POV

And that's exactly what it was. It was the both of us figuring out what we could do for one another, because if we kept that up we weren't alone. We had each other. Amira's been sleeping in my bed, but I'd always wait till she was asleep to go in and lay with her. A part of me still wanted to hold back, but the larger portion of me wanted to give into her. The voice in my head grew weaker as she filled my mind making no room for the voice to torment me and I wasn't just used to that yet.

We were together everyday, I'd hold her close to me - hand in hand not caring that everyone who'd pass us saw or their opinions on the matter. They wouldn't dare say anything to me anyway. I didn't do anything in secret anymore, I let her hear everything. I let her hear the phone calls, direct orders, anything I knew - she did as well. Amira got knowledge of every single thing here never asking asking for it but I didn't want it any other way, she deserved that and so much more.

I let her be on her own outside, I trusted she wouldn't leave even if I wasn't the main priority to her, Tristan was and he was stuck here. He doesn't have the same advantages as she does. Nobody does.

I've been taking it easy with her, I haven't kissed her, touched her in the way that I wanted. I want to make sure she feels safe and genuinely wants me in the way I want her. Not feeling her lips and soft hands on me is making me want her more by the day. At night I've been keeping myself busy working on plans and up coming meetings. Anything to keep my from going in the bed where she'd be and devouring her.

Weeks passed, and my plan for Jamal was secure with minor adjustments to be made. Everything was planned out to the core, I had every plan for the back up plans if needed. There was nothing that wouldn't be able to work.

But it wasn't worth keeping myself away from her at night.

My mind raced as I sat in my office writing down and marking targeted territories I have planned to be hit. I didn't think to care about any of the other smaller cities that we're going to have to pass through, raid even. My main focus was getting to Jamal and taking his life. That's been the plan before Amira but now it's even more serious.

My attention was averted away from my work and to one of the soldiers at my door. "Sir, Amira is asking for you she's at the gym."

With that I put away my papers, locking the door behind me and walked down the many halls with countless turns just to get to the woman who won't get out of my head.

As I got closer I heard grunting noises, feet quickly moving with fists being drawn out. When I neared into the gym, I saw Amira training with one of my best soldiers. She was fast, moving with each punch anticipating Devs next move. Her body looked so good wet with sweat, glistening almost.

I stood by the door way, slanted, waiting for her to feel my presence there. Though I already knew she felt me there. We can do that, somehow. Her body became more rigid, she moved slower making her guard be let down. Quickly Dev strikes her onto the boxing cages floor. Amira fell to the ground, laying in defeat smiling with her eyes closed.

"Thank you, Dev. Well deserved with all those hits you took earlier." She laughed off.

My stomach slightly dropped at the sight of him helping her up with his hand resting on the bottom of her back, gripping her waist.

I slightly coughed, gaining both of their attention. "You wanted me, Amira?"

She looked at me, her eyes telling me everything.

"Sir." Dev nodded to me as he walked out, leaving us alone.

"You've got better, from what I've seen." I said as I walked towards her into the boxing ring trying to rid of the feeling in my stomach.