Just Business

Just Business

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"You won't shoot me, micetta," the low whisper of his masculine voice filled the void between us. "Don't try me Zayn." I spat his name through my gritted teeth. Simply smirking, he pushed the gun away; without resisting, my arm fell by my side. I felt my soul being pulled into the grey abyss of his eyes while I watched them run down my face. Taking steps towards me, I moved back against the wall. While I processed the distance from my chest to his, he tilted his head, watching me amused. Unexpectedly, his hands grabbed my waist, pulling me in. Embracing myself, I closed my eyes, however his face moved past mine. The steady rhythm of his chilling breath tickled my ear, as his lips grazed my cheeks. His hands put pressure on my waist when he pulled my torso closer against his. "Fucking hell." I felt his throat vibrate with his words. "You do things to me, I can't explain Nikita." His hand caressed my waist and hips, before sliding them underneath my oversized t-shirt. The cold sensation of his fingers on my skin forced a shiver through my legs, allowing me to stumble deeper into his chest. The drowning feeling of lust washed me, as I felt his fingers fiddle with the lining of my underwear. -- A growing gang, empowered by mostly women, founded and leaded by Nikita Warner works among the shadows, silently rule their global kingdom. Until, the day of a major operation, her mafia crosses paths with the more publicly known and feared Italian mafia. The mafia boss, Zayn Martinez, who holds a powerful terrorising reputation, takes it upon himself to deal, with what he believes to be a minor "thorn" in his multi billion business of guns and drugs. However, he is unaware Warner has made her way into his mafia in attempt to bring it down. During their multiple encounters, Warner and Martinez grow a relationship of knives against throats and holding each other at gunpoint. The air is filled with a tension they can't describe; it is itching for something more.
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"How dare you fucking disobey me," He grits his teeth clenching his fists while glaring at me. "Please let me go, I promise I won't say anything to anyone," I beg tears sliding down my cheeks slowly backing away from him. "Didn't I make myself clear already? You will never escape from here." My heart sinks down to my stomach. Anger quickly rising making me splutter two words I'd soon would regret. "FUCK YOU!," I scold. "What did you just say?," he grumbles his chocolate brown eyes three shades darker almost looking black. I gasp, as my back hits the wall watching him close in on me. I try to curve to the side, but he immediately closes me in by stretching both of his arms out. His hands firmly flat against the wall. "Repeat what you just said to me Madison," he evilly mutters his eyes locked with mine. "Leo please," I mumble. "You will learn to obey me," he venomously says his hot breathe hitting my flesh near my ear. Suddenly, his large hand grips my neck tightly chocking me. Both of my hands clutches onto his hand trying to free myself from his grip. "P-pl," I struggle to say while trying to breathe. I can feel the life in me slowly slipping away. My vision starting to blur in and out of focus. Leo suddenly lets go of my neck and I helplessly drop to the floor gasping for air like a fish gasps for water. I can feel tears sliding down my cheeks as I realize my life could have ended in the hands of this handsome murderer. "Recognize who you are speaking to. No one, I mean no one ever disrespects Leo Castillo, leader of The Red Eagles!", he firmly says his cold eyes glaring down at me. I stay silent completely mute. My body trembling from pure fear scared to say anything that might upset him again. Leo turns his heel walking out of the room locking it from the outside leaving me in shock of what just happened. "What the fuck did I get myself into?" A/N:DO NOT REPRODUCE/COPY ANY TEXT OR MY STORY IN ANYWAY. I WILL TAKE LEGAL ACTIONS IF NECESSARY!

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