Deadly Possession - Chapter 8 (Patreon)

"How about we call a truce?" Lissette had been sitting in the same spot on the couch for the past two days reading a book. She hadn't spoken to me, or made any kind of contact with me. So I decide to try and get her a little more comfortable around here. She looks up at me, an irritated expression on her face.

"What do you mean, a truce?" she asks. I have to stop myself from running my thumb along her pouty lip.

"I mean, why don't we at least try and get along. You're going to be here so why not make the best of it and be friends or something?" I give her my best smile but she only looks back to her book. This was bullshit. I had saved her life, kept her safe here, and was making every effort possible to make her feel comfortable around here, but she was being such a bitch to me.

Luca and Romelo haven't had this kind of luck with women, and they definitely wouldn't be as nice as I'm being right now. I think Romelo would probably have her mouth sewn shut since she wanted to give the silent treatment, and Luca would make  her scream. Literally. I'm trying to be a nice, reasonable person, and she's being so damn difficult.

Luca wasn't even this nice to Elise when they got married and yet she still somehow found it in her heart to look past his flaws and love him anyway. I let out an irritated sigh. I can't compare Elise to Lissette. She was a kind soul. Too kind. She'd put her life on the line many times for people she didn't even know.

"Ok." I pause mid-stride, slowly turning to face Lissette. She has her hand out. I immediately reach out, grasping it in a firm shake. I don't know why I was getting so excited about this. But it felt great to be given a shot. A chance to show her that I'm not the monster she's painted me to be.

"So what are you doing today." Her voice pulls me out of my thoughts. She's looking at me with cautious eyes. I can tell she still doesn't trust me, but that's ok with me. As long as she's trying. I realize she's waiting for an answer.

"I am going to try and find traces of Elise or Matteo." She for once looks interested in what I'm saying. She closes her book and turns to face me.

"Traces?"

"Yeah. We can't locate them, so we're going to see if there's a trail on them." Lissette looks down but then she looks back to me locking gazes.

"How do you know she wants to be found?" she asks. I scoff.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, what if she doesn't want to be found? What if being away from that monst- I mean, Luca, is making her happy?" I have to stop myself from rolling my eyes.

"She loves him."

"No. She fears him," Lissette says getting a little defensive.

"How would you know? Do you know her?" Now Lissette scoffs.

"No. But I saw her. In that room, she was terrified to give any information on him.. you should've seen her eyes," she says as if remembering.

"I mean, what man carves his name into a woman's flesh?? Ever heard of a tattoo?" 

She continues her rant but I'm barely listening. I can't help but focus on the way her eyes get wider each time she says something she can't believe happened.

"Are you even listening to me?" Now those big brown eyes were turned on me, and they were angry. She was cute even when she was angry. And I couldn't take her seriously with those glasses she had on. She lets out an irritated growl, throwing her hands in the air.

"No matter what you think you saw, Elise loves Luca. And he loves her."

"I think you people have a hard time distinguishing love from possession." She was beginning to forget herself while she spoke so freely towards me. So I decide to play with her. I drop my voice.

"I know possession sweetheart." I walk towards her on the couch and kneel, beginning to trace my finger up and down her exposed thigh.

"That burning need you have, when you see something... appetizing." I trail my finger a little higher, enjoying the sight of the chills that were currently breaking out across her thigh. That meant I was getting to her.

"The need so strong that you can' t control.. and you know that you just have to..." My finger goes higher towards the apex of her legs and her hand shoots out to slap me but I catch it, bringing her face inches from mine.

"Have it." I wink at her, letting go and enjoying the sight of her flustered expression. I let go of her arm, walking out of the room and to my office, laughing to myself.

~

"I'm hungry." I look up from my screen and Lissette is standing in the doorway of my office. Her hair is wild as if she's been running her hands through it over and over. It was sexy as hell. And those damn glasses. I don't think I've ever wanted to fuck a nerd so bad. Hell I've never wanted to, but she took nerd to a whole other level. I go back to the screen trying to hide my reaction to her.

"Then get something to eat," I say. She crosses her arms.

"I don't know where the food is."

"Did you try the kitchen?" I ask sarcastically. After a moment of silence, Lissette begins walking towards me. Not her normal walk, but a sensual walk. She was excessively swaying her hips. Her skin was flushed as well. But I'd been spying on this woman and she'd been living with me for a while now. I could read her like a giant billboard. She wasn't turned on. She was trying to get something from me. I sit back in my seat and watch this disaster unfold in front of me, trying my best to hide my smile.

She walks around the table heading towards the bookcase. Then to the filing cabinet. And then to the seat in front of my desk. I wanted to laugh at her attempt at being sensual, but I try and keep it in. The way was swinging her hips and poking her chest out didn't suit her at all.

"I'm guessing this is your office?" she says. I take note that even her voice is changed. She must think I'm an idiot. But I decide to act oblivious and play along.

"Yes," I say. She looks around as if in interest. She even excessively blinks her eyes making those long lashes fan rapidly over her cheeks.

"What do you do in here all day?"

"Like I said earlier, I'm trying to find a trace of Elise."

"And you haven't found her because..."

"Because believe it or not, Luca is actually pretty damn good at making people disappear without a trace," I say. I notice her stiffen.

"When are you going to see him again?" This catches my attention. Usually she couldn't wait to be away from him, even in his unconscious state. I study her even more closely now.

"Why?" She doesn't like my response. I can tell by the way her cheeks are burning and she begins fidgeting.

"I was just wondering. You haven't left in a few days.." I decide not to respond to her and go back to my work. I hadn't been to see Luca because he's been in surgery again. He had to undergo emergency surgery, his body was trying to shut down again. I've never been so stressed before.

I can't even find Elise. If Luca were conscious he'd kill me. Hell if Luca were conscious I wouldn't have to be searching like a madman.

I feel gentle fingers on my shoulders and slightly tense. Then I realize it's Lissette. She was touching me. Willingly. She was applying just the right amount of pressure to my shoulders. Pleasure is beginning to emit from my body and a sigh escapes my lips.

"You're so tense," she murmurs in my ear. She applies more pressure and it feels amazing. But I don't dare let my guard down.

"Just try and relax." I want to. God knows I want to so bad. But I know this woman. She obviously had no idea who she was messing with. I guess she believed that if she threw herself at me she would get what she wanted. Question is, what did she want? I feel her hands reaching down my shirt and all of my control spirals out the window.

I immediately stand and she gasps in shock as she stares at me with wide eyes behind those thick glasses. I was going to teach her a lesson. I grab her around the waist and pull her flush against my body. I lower my lips to hers, not wasting any time in claiming her mouth. I can tell by the way her lips move against mine she was inexperienced. But I don't care. I deepen the kiss, trying my hardest to ignore the throbbing in my pants. This was about teaching a lesson, nothing more.

I place my hands up her shirt feeling the soft skin and the flat plane of her stomach. I run my hands down her backside grabbing her ass and pulling her flush against me. As I pick her up and carry her to the desk. I sit her down and begin pulling at her clothes waiting to hear her protests.

"Wait, Nicolai-" Right on time.

I pull away from her looking her in the eyes. Her lips are swollen and her face is flushed with color, her hair splayed out all around her. Now she looked sensual. Now she looked sexy. She didn't have to try. But she didn't know that.

I let the smile I'd been holding back appear.

"Don't try so hard next time sweetheart." I tap her lightly on the nose.

"It doesn't suit you." I give her a wink taking in her flustered expression one last time before heading straight to my room for a cold shower.

Twenty minutes later I managed to fix Lissette something to eat and get my hormones back in check. She's sitting silently in front of me munching on her food. She's avoiding eye contact with me. She must be embarrassed.

I just needed to figure out what it was she wanted. It couldn't be good whatever it was. But whatever she did want, she was desperate enough to throw herself at me, not even thinking about the consequences. It had to be something deeper than her freedom. If she wanted that she'd be snooping around the house. Which she hadn't been doing.

"I'm going to be gone for a little bit." She perks up at that news, looking me in the eye finally.

"Where to?"

"Why?" Now she avoids my gaze once more.

"I'm tired of being cooped up in here. It feels like a prison," she mumbles.

"Well I am so sorry this prison doesn't live up to your standards." Her eyes turn angry.

"It doesn't matter how luxurious it is, I'm stuck inside this place everyday and I hate it!" she shouts which completely catches me off guard.

"No ones forcing you to stay inside Lissette there is plenty of things to do outside." I growl.

"I don't want to go outside, I want to leave this place," she growls back.

"Ok. You want to go somewhere, you can come with me to Romelo's. How's that sound?" Now she shuts up. I knew she didn't like Romelo. Actually she feared him for whatever reason. And I kind of didn't blame her. Most women that got to know him did fear him.

"I'll go," she says pulling me out of my thoughts.

"What?"

"I said, I'll go." I wasn't expecting her to agree to going with me to his house. But now that she did, and she had such a determined look on her face, I couldn't tell her no. I had such a weakness for women, Especially beautiful ones. And I really needed to work on that.

~

I want to punch him in the face. Romelo is smiling at me. In amusement. At my situation. With Lissette.

"I didn't come here to talk about her ok?" I ground out. 

He raises his hands in surrender. I was sitting in his office, in the seat in front of his desk. My eyes flicker to the woman standing behind him with her head down. She was lightly rubbing his shoulders. She was a beautiful woman. With an exotic look. And a diamond studded choker around her throat. She was wearing a long sleeved shirt and pants, but her face was smooth and flawless. With curly brown hair that fell to her waist. Her eyes were such a deep blue, even the Caribbean ocean couldn't compare. I was surprised she had no bruises or anything on her. And I had no idea who she was.

Romelo senses the direction of my gaze, reaching up and looping a finger underneath the choker, pulling her down to his mouth as he whispers something in her ear. She tenderly nods her head, still not looking at me and heads out the room. Romelo's cold gaze watches her retreating form.

Once she's gone I raise a brow at him.

"Who was that?" I ask.

"We're not here to discuss my personal life, Nicolai," he says. I only roll my eyes.

"Right. Well have you had any luck with finding Elise."

Romelo shakes his head.

"No. Luca really did disappear this time." I sit back in my chair in irritation.

"So now what. What are we supposed to do," he shrugs.

"There's nothing we can do. We just have to wait for Luca to wake up. We can't do anything until he wakes up."

I rub my eyes in irritation trying to staunch the upcoming headache. Luca wasn't showing any signs of waking anytime soon. And normal was probably the farthest thing I could ever be.

"Are you going to be ok?" I ask Romelo. I know how he could get sometimes. He grew restless. He once again shrugs his shoulders at me.

"So. How's the agent?" He's changing the subject, but my nerves are so frazzled with her I don't even care.

"She's driving me crazy. And now she wants something from me. Because she keeps throwing herself at me. Trying to seduce me."

Romelo laughs.

"I imagine you didn't take advantage of that?"

"Of course not she doesn't know the first thing about seduction.

"Well she doesn't know you know that. Give her what she wants. And see what she wants in return. Its a win win." I sit back in my seat. I don't know why I was talking to Romelo about this. He was the worst with advice.

"Ok since we're talking about my personal life, what about you? Who was that in here just now?"

"My woman. And I know how to handle my women. So there is nothing else to discuss. Where is that agent anyway." He asks.

"I left her in the living room. She was scared to come in here," he snickers to himself.

"Good. I'm going to be honest with you. I don't like her. And I want her dead. But we'll just see how long it takes for you to figure that out. She's planning something. She wasn't a part of that agency for no reason. She's going to do something. So keep your eyes open. And watch your back.

I nod my head, and stand to leave.

"Leaving already?" he asks. I nod my head and he only shrugs. I step out of his office and see the woman with the choker once again, with her head down as she sits on the couch. Romelo walks out behind me and it's only then I realize that isn't a choker around her throat, but a collar.

He cuts his eyes to Lissette, and a smile doesn't form on his face. She shrinks back in fear, immediately scurrying over and moving in closer to my side. I walk out the front door but not before I notice I see him placing his hands underneath the woman's top.

I can't help but wonder if that's the woman that he had been having his "dates" with.