Lost

Chapter 9

My heels click on the cement floor as I am led through a maze of corridors by two guards. The bunker is only a few hours away from Manhattan, even less considering I had taken one of the quinjets. At last, we walk through a pair of double doors, entering what looks to be an office of some sort, with mahogany furniture and the smell of chemicals in the air."Honey, I'm home," I smirk as I take a seat on the desk. I cross my legs and lean back slightly, just enough to accentuate my chest, as I inspect my perfectly manicured red nails. I had dressed in tight black leather pants, a red tank top and a black leather jacket with black ankle boots."Leave us," Gabe orders his henchmen before rising from his chair and coming to stand before me. "So, my kitten has finally found her way home. What happened? Were those so-called heroes not everything you hoped they were?" He smirks smugly, resting his hands on my thighs, slowly parting my legs to stand between them."They're a waste of time. They could barely stop arguing amongst themselves for more than a day. How they manage to get anything done is a miracle. You were right хозяин. I was wrong. When I left your side, I felt so lost for so long, but then you found me and I knew I had to come home. It's where I belong; by your side." I try to blink away the tears building in my eyes."Shh, my little котёнок. Everything is alright now, you're home. I've missed you so much." He guides my hand between his legs while his other hand cups the back of my neck. "You feel that, котёнок? Do you feel what you do to me? How much I've missed you? No one can compare kitten, no one." Before I can speak, his lips are on mine in a bruising kiss, his tongue invading my mouth in a show of utter domination as I whimper against him.Soon enough he is tugging me against him, so I wrap my legs firmly around his hips and my arms around his shoulders, grinding myself against him, drawing sinful moans from his mouth. He stumbles backward through his office until he reaches the couch against the back wall. Tumbling down onto the rich leather, I straddle his lap, continuously grinding onto him.He relinquishes his hold on my mouth to kiss down my neck and chest, his hands a firm grip on my ass as he helps guide me.In the blink of an eye, I had slipped the micro-injection from its hiding place in my sleeve and jammed it into his neck, pushing down on the plunger so that the light green liquid enters his veins. His movements become sluggish and eventually stop. I push him back so that he is resting against the couch."What is the password to the computer?" I demand as I stand up and stride over to the desk, sitting down and turning on the desktop."muzeul de artă," comes the sluggish reply.I work quickly, entering the program for the instant kill-switch that Hydra implants in all agents and the destruction of all their bases across the globe. "What is the password for Hydra's destruction?" My fingers are poised to type, knowing the mixture of sedative and truth serum will be wearing off any second now."Hail Hydra," Gabe sighs before his eyes snap open, realizing what he just said and did. "NO!!!" he exclaims, but it's too late, I've already pressed enter.A countdown for the building's destruction starts, I only have two minutes to get out. I look up as I hear a click, Gabe has a gun pointed at me, his finger squeezing the trigger just as I duck. The bullet whizzes past my ear. I pull the knife hidden in my boot into my hand and launch it across the room. It makes a resounding thud as it hits dead center.Walking over to where he had fallen, I twist the knife as I pull it out of his heart, whispering, "You will never harm me or my family again." Wiping the blade on my sleeve, I make my way to the exit as fast as my feet can carry me. Just as I'm out of the base, several explosions sound as the Hydra empire falls.Approaching the area where I'd hidden the quinjet, I see a tall figure pacing. It's Bucky. I run towards him, wrapping myself around him as he welcomes me home to the safety of his arms. "It's done, it's all over, they're gone Buck," I repeat over and over through the tears that have started to cascade down my cheeks. We were finally free.

Translations:хозяин: masterкотёнок: kitten