Deadly Temptations

Chapter 14: The Unlucky Ones

Lexa Callero's POV

I've done some fucked up shit in my life. I've tortured, I've killed, I've manipulated. And of course, this is just one of my punishments from oh-so dearest karma.

But how fucking unlucky can someone be? First I have to find out that Kace is fake attending the same high school as me for the same exact mission, and now I'm finding out that he's also living in the same apartment complex as me.

So that leaves me here, standing in the elevator in this very moment, with an unaware Kace still looking down at his phone and smoking. I patiently wait for the elevator door to close, not making a sound.

Once it shuts, I speedily grab one of my knives from my thighs and throw it towards his head, deciding to try my luck. But as always, his lighting fast reflexes cause him to duck under, then raise an eyebrow when he turns to look up at me.

"Careful, little devil, you could hurt someone with that that," he flirtatiously says with a smirk.

I roll my eyes and shove him aside, trying to pull the knife from the penetrated wall. Kace notices me struggling and pulls it right out in one swift motion.

"Is that gonna be our thing now? Throw a knife whenever you see me?" he asks with the same smirk again, handing me back the knife.

"I can't believe you fucking live here," I sigh and roll my eyes, snatching back the knife from his hand.

"I can't believe a lot of the things that happened today. So us living in the same complex doesn't feel like that big of a deal. You're being dramatic," he rolls his eyes. I start twirling the knife around my fingers while he goes back to smoking.

"I don't get why you're being so calm about this. The minute Dimitri trusts me enough to grant me access to the codes, your mafia will come tumbling down," I say seductively, my words laced with confidence, slowly walking closer to him in the small elevator. He lightly chuckles before responding.

"I don't think so, little devil. Elena is clearly the gullible one between the two. I'll have her trust in no time. You better step up your game," he smirks, speaking almost in a whisper. Once I reach him, his hands immediately travel down my waist and hips. "And once I do, you can say goodbye to your mafia."

"That's never gonna happen," I seductively tell him again, strongly shoving his chest with one hand for his back to hit the wall. But right after he hits the wall, he shoves me to the side next to him and has me pinned against it instead. His entire body is pressed onto mine, leaving no space between us.

"We'll see..." he says right before his head dips down to kiss my neck, sucking and nibbling on my skin, definitely leaving hickeys

. I lightly moan at the sensation, loving the way his plump lips feel against my neck. One of his arms take both of mine and pins them up on the wall above me, while his other arm continues exploring my curves.

The elevator dings and opens the door, snapping me out of my trance. At first, I try to free my hands, but his grip is way too strong. So I buck my hips forward and watch him slightly stumble back. I turn to leave, and take about one step towards the elevator exit before Kace roughly grabs my wrist and shoves me back against the wall, immediately claiming my lips.

The kiss is anything but sweet. It's fast, filled with intensity, desire, lust, and hate. I kiss him back with the same intensity, heavily missing this feeling from five years ago. Our lips fight for dominance, but like always, he wins.

My hands tangle in his soft black locks, and one of his hands is grasped at my hair, while his other is gliding down my body. His tongue grazes across my lower lip, begging for entrance. But I don't give it to him quite yet. He gets impatient, and suddenly smacks my ass, which causes me to lightly gasp. He quickly takes the opportunity to slip in his tongue, drastically deepening the kiss.

Our tongues dance is sync, remembering each other from all those years ago. The feeling is so familiar, causing me to wonder how I've lived all these years without him. It feels so fucking good, but I know it's wrong. So wrong.

He's my enemy, and I'm only in a temporary truce with him. And this truce that I have with him, it's only to make it easier to destroy him and his mafia. What the fuck is wrong with me? I'm kissing the enemy. And this time, I'm aware that's what he is.

I suddenly shove him away, snapping out of my thoughts. He looks down at me, smirking, knowing he's gotten what he wanted.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?! You know we can't," I sigh out, catching my breath from the kiss.

"Blame who you wish, but we both know you wanted that just as much as I did," he says seductively, still with a smirk present on his face.

"Don't you dare touch me like that ever again. I mean it" I aggressively say as I shove him to the side of the elevator so I can exit. He chuckles and follows me behind, which means he's on the same floor as me.

I get to my apartment door and see him walk to the one right next to me. Fucking hell, we aren't just living in the same complex but right next to each other too.

"See you tomorrow, Callero," he winks as he walks through his door.

I roll my eyes and enter my door, closing it behind me and leaning back on it with my eyes shut.

Fanculo.What the hell did I just do? I'm on a mission, and a fucking important one for that matter. I definitely don't need Kace to distract me from my priorities.

There's a reason I left him all those years ago, and there's a reason I will do everything in my power to restrain myself from him.

I know that I can't control myself around him, that's a given. It's always been like that. Just one touch of his lips is enough to knock out all my senses. Being around him causes my desires to overlap my mind, making my lust stronger than my reason.

But as I've said before, I can't afford to lose my reason on this mission. So from now on, I will not even glance in Kace's direction. I need to be completely in my head, because I know my body has a mind of its own.

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