The Agent’s Badboy

Morning came too soon as she felt the warm sun hit her back, she was still in his embrace basking on his manly scent. Karla didn’t know what time he was back to her side and she didn’t care. She just wanted to stay there before she has to face reality and get back to her apartment.

Apartment!

Gus my sweet fat cat!

Damn it!

Karla was up instantly, thinking the worst of the Voloshin brothers, and went to her fur baby’s room. Then she relaxed the minute she heard his meow.

“Hey, baby,”

GusGus meowed softly and purred as she took him in her arms. She didn’t realize that she was waking up Yegor for not being in his arms. Not until he was in the room with her.

“He’s fine, I checked on him last night. They didn’t get to him.”

Her heart fluttered as she gave him her smile, she was back to having funny feelings about the tattooed man in front of her.

“Thank you.” She said as she put the fat cat down and let him prowl back to his corner.

“Come on let’s get you back to bed. I’ll get us coffee and breakfast.”

“Careful, I might get used to you…” Karla slithered her hands to his naked tattooed chest. She didn’t want the attachment to the drug lord, but she couldn’t help herself.

Just for a couple of more hours.

She thought as she kissed his chest and let him pick her up and carry her back to his bed.

They spent the morning cuddling in bed, cozying up to each other than having another steamy sex.

“I don’t like you taking drugs.”

He finally said the thing he wanted to say since he brought her back to his place after he saw her snorting the powdery substance.

“Yegor…” she didn’t like that he mentioned her thing, she was frustrated, she needed an escape.

“Look Kiska,”

“Stop calling me that.”

She was back to her defensive mode and she was trying to get away from him as she decided that she was going to take a quick shower then leave his place.

If he thinks that after a couple of hot steamy sex he can judge me then I’m out. Not that I was going to be with him in the long run…

Her mind was all over the place when she was letting the cold water trickle down her body. But then she couldn’t help releasing her soft moan when his naked body was to her back.

“I’m sorry Karla,” he moved her hair to one side and kissed her wet naked shoulder.

“Just leave my personal issues behind, I don’t even know why I’m still here or

how long we’re going to do this. This is not right, so don’t ever judge me when you’re still distributing the stuff.”

He turned around and cupped her face, and kissed her under the cold shower.

“I need you alive, and that stuff will…”

“Kill me? messed me up? do you think I’m scared?”

“You’re fearless my beautiful tiger. That’s why I’m infatuated with you. You’re unlike any other, you’re beautiful…” he grabbed her hair and tugged them down, and greedily suck on her throat.

She moaned louder while her hands were to his chiseled chest. Yegor was supporting the back of her neck while his other hand was to her waist, holding her possessively. She couldn’t believe that she was wanting him again.

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Their body moved and molded as if it was a natural thing for them. There was no awkwardness, no hesitation, just pure need, and lust. The need to be in each other’s embrace, the need to let go in each other’s arms.

The shower escalated to another hot steamy sex, then it was almost evening when she was back to her place with Darko driving her back. She told Yegor to stay at his and lay low after the last incident. He agreed with her as he didn’t want her to be threatened by his enemies.

Though from afar she was actually being watched by two pairs of eyes. What Yegor didn’t realize was that their recent sexual encounter made her catch the eye of a certain badass mafia boss from a well-known gun dealer cartel who was just setting his foot in the country and was trying to take over the area to widen his territory.

“She’s the key boss.”

The tall guy to his side pointed at Karla who was getting out of a sleek black SUV taking the pet carrier from Darko’s hand.

“That Yegor has been all over her and they said he had even ditched Zasha from the Kuznetsova family. Now… if he took the deal and married that Kuznetsova chick he’d be one the big five cartels in the country.”

His boss was quiet while he was keeping his eyes looking through his binoculars. He was studying her features, her body was slender but her facial features were what caught him the most. She looked strong, her posture was dominant, poised, and yet he could feel that there was something in her that attracts his curiosity.

“My intel said that she’s the one who busted Yegor’s five truck loads shipment full of cocaine and he didn’t even budge.”

“Hmmm… interesting.”

The Albanian mob boss was told that Yegor, the rising Russian drug cartel boss was falling for a drug busting agent. He was also told that he does not need to bother with Yegor and told him that it would be only time until he falls from his high horse.

“Yeah, boss. I really think we should focus on the Markov’s instead. This guy will fall on his own.”

“This is my chessboard, I’m playing my game the easiest way, the most unnoticeable way. Markov and Lombardi will be the least of my worry, we might need them as we grow stronger. Roan, my friend you need to learn that being a mafia is to be organized, not chaotic. And killing everyone in your path is chaotic.”

Ardian Kreshnik Dovolani, the Albanian mob boss got up from his seat and poured his drink. The golden liquid settled warmly in his mouth before he swallowed it and let it burn his throat.

“Get me a unit in front of hers, be smart. Don’t kill the owner, tell him or her that they won a lottery get Esad to whip something up from the internet and make her neighbor move to another apartment complex.”

Esad was his best IT and finance guy, he had done similar things for him in the past. Ardian was a true chess player who moves his pawns expertly with minimal damage yet he would raise havoc on whoever crossed his path.

“When Yegor is down, we will get the Kuznetsova without me having to marry his beautiful daughter Zasha.”

Ardian, just like any other man of power has no plan for a wife. He has his women warming his bed with less effort than if he was to be tied down to the marital life.

“Tell Esad to give me her file, I want a complete list of her life in detail. Oh, and get me the same pet at hers, preferably the opposite gender.”

The Albanian mob boss rest his back to the one-seater and dragged his cigarette while his mind was busy plotting his next move on Yegor.