Victor

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I heard a gun shot and quickly stopped moving. I turned to look at where it came from and saw a bald man.

"Hello Kitten." He said with a smirk.

"Victor.... been awhile Z." I said with a smirk.

"Didn't I already kill you?"

"Didn't you know cats have nine lives?" I asked playfully.

"Guess I have to shoot you nine more times.... actually I'll make it ten to be safe." He said as he pulled his other gun out.

I grabbed my whip and quickly knocked them out of his hand before tackling him to the ground. I straddled his waist and kept his hands pinned above his head.

"Looks like I win Z." I said playfully.

"You really should know better then that." He said as he flipped us over to I was under him and he had his legs in between mine.

I moved to kick him but he pinned my legs down along with my hands.

"Gonna gives up Kitten?"

"Never." I growled as I went to head but him.

He moved his head back and slammed my hands on the ground.

"I don't want to kill you, but if need be I will.... now be a good kitty cat and stop fighting me."

"Make me."

"That silver tongue of yours is going to get you into a lot of trouble."

"Maybe I like trouble." I said with a smirk.

He glared down at me and I went to say something, but was cut off by him leaning down and pressing his lips against mine. I let out a gasp as my eyes went wide.

"What's wrong... cat got your tongue." He whispered against my lips.

"Bastard." I said as I leaned up and pressed my lips against his in another heart stopping kiss.

"If you are good.... we can take this back to my place." He whispered as he pulled away.

"I'm never good." I said as I pushed him off of me and jumped off the roof.

I waved goodbye to him as I got on my bike and drove off. I soon arrived home and changed into a black tank top and shorts. I smiled as I plopped down on my bed and flipped through the channels. Before I knew it I was falling asleep. When I woke up I was on my bed snuggled up to someone's chest. I quickly jumped up and looked down to see Victor asleep.

"Morning." He said not opening his eyes.

"How did you find me?" I asked angrily.

"Tracker in your jacket..... now go back to sleep." He said calmly.

"But- how... how did you get in?"

"I might of climbed through the window." He said calmly.

"It's a four story building! You.... you idiot! You could of fallen and died!"

"So you do care." He said as he set up.

"I never said that you jerk."

"(Y/n).... go to sleep and you can yell at me all you want in the morning." He said as he rolled over on his side.

"Oh no you don't, roll back over here." I said as I forced him to lay on his back.

"What do you want?"

"A pillow." I said as I laid my head on his chest.

I felt him stiffen up and I smiled softly as I closed my eyes. He slowly relaxed and wrapped an arm around my waist.

"Good night." He whispered as I fell asleep.

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