TEN.

MARWA XAVIER NIXON.

I snorted at his words. Yeah, right. There was no way in hell he was coming near me. My blade would be jabbed into his microscopic dick before he thought about touching me.

"You wish."

He smiled, vicious an almost dreamy expression on his face. "Oh, Amor, you have no idea."

Don't shoot him. Don't shoot him. Don't shoot him. I chanted willing my hand out of my waistband where my revolver was tucked.

"Disgusting prick." I slid through the door as he moved his arms hearing his rich chuckles resonating throughout the room and I made my descent.

My skin prickled at the soft breeze when I stepped outside and my restful mood was restored.

Fuck, the weather was perfect. Not too hot and not too cold but sunny. It was a great day until the fucker showed up.

"Mariposa, let's get you home." He strolled past me to his car. Speak of the fucking devil and he shall appear.

(Butterfly)

I really shouldn't have let Enzo take my bike, now I'm stuck with this baboon.

"Shit," I got into the passenger side without a fight even if I didn't want to be trapped with this man in a closed space. I didn't trust myself with him.

And not in the way you're thinking.

Leaving me with Victoriano in a closed space would probably lead to mayhem and bloodshed. It was just about how pleasant he was to be around. Fucking jerk.

"Lee and some of his people are staying with us, by the way." He added after a minute of silence not able to shut his trap. Not taking a hint that I wasn't in the mood for talking he continued anyways. "You're staying in the east wing. My brother and I's quarters, we figured that the closer you were to us the better."

What the fuck? "No, I'm not staying there."

They had plenty of space and I wanted away from them.

I didn't need any more drama than necessary, my life was shit and at risk as we spoke. And I didn't need to add uncalled murder charges to my list of sins.

Not that I wouldn't shoot him or punch him if he annoyed me.

"You will. It wasn't up for discussion." He reclined against the seatback, hands loose at the steering wheel, dark eyes focused on the road. He looked perfectly at ease, but I knew better.

My brain was a powder keg ready to blow at the slightest effort and he saw it. I could see the uptilt of his lips.

The fucker was amused at the expense of my irritation.

Gritting my teeth as I fought the urge to choke him to death, "I want to be left the fuck alone what point of I. Don't. Want. To. Be. Near. You. Or. Your. Fucking. Brother, don't you fucking understand?" I bellowed, the sound angrily bouncing off the closed space facing him.

Who the fuck did he think he was?

"I'm fucking talking to you!" My harsh breathing and racing heart hammered against my ribcage, my nerves gliding as he hastily pulled over.

Before I made a move to open the car door, Victoriano's warm hand curled around my throat tilting it towards him hauling me to straddle him. And I froze.

My resolve thawed as his lips crashed on mine.

He casually told me he might kill me so many times I lost count and then the next second, he kissed me like I was air and he was a drowning man.

It pissed me off. I’ve been kissed a lot, but never like that, never so consumingly.

It set every nerve ending alive with desire, like if I didn’t keep kissing him, I would die. If I didn’t taste him, feel him against me…fuck.

I mean, I did feel him, it was hard not to when his cock was pressed up against me like that.

Sighing, I pushed the thoughts away. I couldn't afford to let him get in my head. I needed to think straight, and that meant no more thoughts of the crazy annoying man’s cock.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" My palm collided with his face and his hand tightened around my throat succeeding to cut all air from flowing through my windpipe as I trashed.

"Fuck you!" I choked out.

He swerved around the flimsy punch I sent his way.

That same fathomless darkness I was acquainted with compelled his navy blue eyes to turn a few shades darker and his grip loosened just to be tightened as my nails dug into his hand drawing crimson red blood.

“Fuck. You,” I snarled again feeling his arm warp around my midriff squeezing me to plaster against his wide chest.

“No, mariposa, but I will fuck you.” he chuckled against my cheek. His stubble leaving grinds in my easily bruised pale skin.

"Fu-" his lips slanted against mine again and all fight left me.

I was fucking melting into him.

Teeth clashed, lips in a tangled mess as I warped my arms around his neck. His hand drifted from clasping my throat to my cupping my head to meet the thrusting of his tongue in my mouth.

He pulled away from me tilting his forehead against mine regaining our breath and his eyes suddenly hardened.

"I hate you."

He grinned. "The feeling is mutual." His head dipped to the column of my neck. "It doesn't mean that I won't have you on the edge, nearly cumming from my punishment alone, and leave you for everyone to see...to see how much you want it. The very people you claim to hate.” his teeth found my pulse leaving marks in their wake.

"Don't fight it, Marwa. You know you want us." A silent moan left my lips and he growled biting hard enough to bruise and my hiss of pain died in my throat, sensing his wet tongue caress the skin.

My skin zinged with energy, my heart nearly jumped out of my chest to the floor. And my core throbbed at the lack of touch.

"Don't ever fight me over putting your protection first. Vin and I are your fucking allies now. Get that into your head. You're our responsibility and God fucking help me if I hear you negating how you don't want to be near us." He hissed meeting my eyes.

"¿Me entiendes?" Victoriano gritted out, voice full of indirect contempt and an unidentified emotion I couldn't help but want to unravel its true self. (Do you understand me?)

Nodding as he deemed my nonverbal answer sufficient, I hauled myself to the passenger seat feeling utterly confused at my reaction to his touch.

I shouldn't have felt like that.

Fuck, I shouldn't have liked it.

“By the way, I don’t want you,” I snapped, tipping my head back and meeting his eyes, but my thighs clenched, betraying my truth, and he no doubt noticed.

Victoriano noticed everything and used it against me, he acted aloof and uncaring but he saw everything and noticed everything.

And he had noticed something even I didn’t want to. I’m attracted to them, to my enemies.

It wasn't fair and has my hormones all confused and my heart beating faster. I hated them, I do. I wanted to kill them.....but also kinda want to screw them?

Brilliant.