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30th September, Manhattan :

" blood looks intimidating on you." I said while chipping a flesh of from Cyrus's arm . The fresh flow of blood found its way to stream down through his extremely visible veins and over his tanned skin.

"Eyes sharp. Jaws clenched, hands still fixed on the knife which is holding me on the verge of death . One fine slit and it's done.

" Didn't realize you would paint my arm with your hands, Amor" he chuckled.." I'm flattered"

I took his hands of from throat making him fall on the ground while my another hand placed the sharp corner if my dagger over his throat making breathe the thickened air few more times as a coping mechanism.

"A dagger? Are you flirting with me?" His eyes flickered with the unusual question, making my eyes twich and my stomach curled for a second .

"Not till you die" ..I spoke up.

"Won'tyou cry seeingyour husband chipped and shatteredlike this?"...

My blood froze on the reaction of his words. Those were deeper than any cuts I would ever get . No , I don't love my husband .We weren't meant to be the perfect couple staying in New York city, going to expensive cafes for a romantic brunch dates or walking on the side street while holding hands , or having sex on the 34th floor of our apartment. None of these ever happened or meant to be happened. It was a marriage . Yes just a word . A social contract that we had to sign of for the betterment of us . For him it was safe for him to work as a Raw agent who can show himself as an ordinary 9 TO 5 software engineer who lives with his lovely wife and for me , ...it was nothing other than a being a good housewife.., untill one day I got a letter from an unknown person which came with few pictures of my parents , caught on chokehold , tied. There was only two words written in the letter . " KILL CYRUS" . It didn't take me much time to figure out that Cyrus was none other than my not so loving husband and ..the man who sent me those letters were someone who possesed quite a powerful estate to run on. I was ordered to be an Assasin . An assassin of my own husband .

" is my little wife crying? " He touched my flushed cheeks with tips of his bloodied fingers , leaving the mark of fresh blood on my pale skin.

"STOP THAT"

He glances at me .." stop what?"

"Being ,NICE" . And God , when he lookd at me again to see if I'm joking or not , I can't stop myself from getting heated by the fact that those amber eyes can devour me all.Cyrus is doing something weird to my emotions . Much more than I expected , much more than I imagined, much more than intimacy.

"I did promise to be irritating and smug didn't I?"

" you did" I agree.." so get to it ".

" you know , for someone who hates me , ..you sure moaned a lot when I touched you" ..he says.

" that was the scream out of the reaction...because...you...you put a cut on my palm"...

He grins over at me ..cupping my face while his face looks dangerously intimidating in the pool of blood.." tell me , does it turn you on to see me bleed?"

I took his hand on to my palm, placing a soft kiss over it . I don't know what fate has designed for us but this moment I can't let any doubt get over me and flush everything away .

"Amor, You can lie to everybody and yourself all you want but I know you know , deep down , you don't just want to be defeated by Me, you want to be owned and fucked by me . Hard and rough and brutal . You yearn for my hand around your throat ." He touched his forehead with mine ...the air thickened between us with ever drop of blood , the tension holds onto its string as per the anchor of tying emotions , our breaths paced up with every heartbeat..

"Noone's going to hurt you like I do . Noone's going to save you like I do".

A moment of silence and our lips crashed like the apocalypse. Cyrus 'hands shifts to my thigh lifting me up on his lap while my hand trailes down his neck.he leans in so carefully . Breathing, not breathing and hearts beating between us . He breaks the kiss for a second.." please" ..he yearns. Whispering over my almost pouted lips...." if you want me to stop...say it now".

..another moment of silence before he pressed me on the wall and finally giving in.

he pressed his lips over mine like his life hung onto it. Our lips kept moving on a sync until he put his tongue inside making me curl into his arms .His lips softer than anything I've ever known , soft like a first snowfall, like biting into cotton candy , like melting and floating and being weightless in water . It's sweet , it's so effortlessly sweet.a sweet poison to take in and spread through the veins . His lips nibbles over my chin while trailing down through the path of my bare neck.his lips kept leaving marks over my flushed skin while making my core so wet that I thought to fall on verge. He trailed his fingers over ther satin fabric of NY cloth , making me gasp in the aur while I clung into him . My head fall back as he slide his fingers inside my lacey underwear only to find me dripping...I took a flustered breath as long as his fingers touched on my heated skin . My core curled up wanting something unknown , unpredictable, unapologetically wrong .

" ohh ..Cara Mia.., you're so wet .so *mine*"...he neebled onto my ear..his voice was like a hand between my legs.. .." Do you want me to stop?".I tugged onto his tripped collar, out of breath...i say "just the opposite, " ..

He pressed his thumbs over my clit making it soaked even more .." Say please".

"*pleasee*".. I yearned..

He put two fingers inside me making me choke on the air while my head fell back in the reaction of the uttermost pleasure . My toes curled up around his waist and my nails digged on to his broad shoulders leaving the pattern of my undying passion." Ohh godd.." I screamed.

" you shouldn't be taking any person's name when I'm the one giving it to you..".. he kept thrusting his fingers faster . Till I fell down m till I fall apart , till my bone cracked and till my skin touched his bare body .

He put another finger making me choke on air .while thrusting it back to the core untill I came all over his hand . Embarrassment filled all over me.he put out his fingers from my core while putting it into his mouth first and then placing it to mine making me taste my own arousal.

Grin crossed over his face.." You taste so mine "...My body flustered in the reaction till I look at him with my eyes...

" crawl inside this body -

Find me where I'm most ruined , love me there "

His eyes stayed still onto mine . A moment we were eye fucking each other next moment our body pressed . Skin to skin, ...his lips trailed all over my sense buds making me numb from my core , I hold onto the broken table to keep the balance .

"You like that, Don't you? You're sweet and light and good " he breathes into my ear " but you like the darkness , you need it , you crave it . And I'm going to give it to you"..

His mouth leaves mine in search of other parts of me he seems eager to taste . My jaw , my neck , the tops of my breasts. It's as if he's been starving himself of me . He's kissing me and touching me with the

hunger of a man who's been fasting his whole life.

His fingers warm,tricking over my skin like drops of hot water.he groans , and it's beautiful and tgen he takes my nipple into his mouth forcing a whimper to escape my lips. He unzipped his pants before taking it out .

"I'll take care that you won't get hurt"..

"Alright "

The words make him smile..he whispers , " Alright ",against my lips as he begins to push into me . We're so focused on connecting, we aren't even kissing . His mouth breaths on to the same air I was choking . I squeeze my eyes shut as he tries to fit his entire length inside me .I gasped while scratching his back in pain. But then he started to move and we sync together. The pain is replaced by a pleasurable fullness that makes me moan.

" Do you have any idea how many times I've thought about being with you?" It's a rhetorical question, I'm assuming , because his kiss immediately follows preventing me from answering it. He cups my breast while thrusting inside me.." I ..thrust love thrust you thrust Margaret "

He came .

And our body fell apart from the predestined activity we didn't think we would do.

I pressed a soft kiss over my lips while our body keeps tangled to each other . Naked , sweating , bloody.

"We're not friends or lovers. We're enemies. But there's no bond greater than the bond shared between two people who are covered in each other's blood , and ..." He cupped my face ..." Margaret, I'm tge greatest" .

The room echoed the sound of bullets. My eyes got dizzy with the sight of

Cyrus's lifeless body drained in blood.

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