LISAOur drive to the library and the process of picking out the textbooks and materials for our assignment was quiet and fast. I had thought getting started on the assignment would take a while but Axel was surprisingly helpful.He was more than surprisingly helpful and in no time, we were almost done with work that should have taken us at least three days.My phone vibrated for the umpteenth time and I muttered excuse me to the man sitting opposite me before picking up Tana's call."Girl, where have you been? I've been calling you since you left. Have you checked online? it's going crazy. You didn't tell me...""Tana, I told you I was going for a group assignment, I'm actually in the middle of it right now and if I can call you back or meet you in the hostel by midnight, I should...""Yeah, you said it," she replied in a tone that made me know she must be rolling her eyes to the back of her head, "but you didn't mention that your partner is Axel Ivanov.""Yes, Axel is my..." his hea

LISAWe aced the first stage of our assignment and subsequently the first presentation. I still couldn’t believe that Axel made that kind of good partner but then, I was starting to see just how perfect he is with building and living in a facade. He was so good at it that one would never see past his flirtatious smiles, contagious energies, and playboy manners to the lethalness that really made up his existence. No one would see his hands and see the blood on them, they can’t see the number of lives he has taken with his hands, the number of pains he has inflicted, the kind of torture he had carried out on people. Just like people would see me and see the girl with a baggy top and pants and big glasses and sneakers, they wouldn’t see a girl who dances on poles to seduce unsuspecting victims, who’d and has put holes in a lot of people’s heads. And that was exactly what I was one step away from doing right now. Put a hole in the fucking head of Axel Ivanov.Instead, I forced myself

AXELMy eyes followed Lisa as she trailed her fingers over the spines of the book, her eyes everywhere but on me and a somewhat jittery movement to the way she was moving. I didn’t know if it was because we were alone in the house or because of the implied challenge in the air but whatever it was, it was a bit unbecoming of someone like her. I wasn’t going to kill her for fuck’s sake. I was no psychopath, and I expected equal competition from her if we were going to tease ourselves and dance around a fire but she was making it no fun if she keeps picking the coward’s way out. And the girl in my library right now, the one trailing her fingers over the spine of my books doesn’t look anything like Lisa Volkov, she looked like a cautious little girl especially with her hair packed into a kid’s ponytail and her eyes devoid me of make-up.“So,” she started after she had walked the entire length of the library back and forth, “how come you have this kind of big library?”“I love books,” I

LISAWhen I dared to open my eyes after I had partially recovered from the aftereffects of the toes-curling and intense orgasm that was still making my legs shake, Axel was still looking at me, a dark, feral, and predatory look in his eyes. Seeing him like that made my blood surge faster, made intense hatred run throw my veins as the import of what I had just done slammed me in the face. Oh, Fuck. I sat up at the same time he bent his head to take my nipple into his mouth again and our heads nearly bumped into each other at my sudden movement. I reached for the nearest clothes to cover myself and his eyes narrowed at the movement, that smug self-satisfied smile of his forming on his lips."Come on Red, I've seen all of you so what are you hiding again?""And that will be the first and the last time you'll see it so get lost," I retorted, anger simmering through me. How could I stoop this low? How could have I allowed this to happen? I looked around the room for my gun but it was no

LISAMy phone pinged with an incoming call and I tensed, dread washing over me. It’s been a couple of days since it happened with Axel, five days to be precise and I've spent every second of the five days remembering every little detail of the sex, except that wasn't sex, it was hard brutal fucking at its finest. The memories of Axel’s hands, his thrusts and fingers, and his tongue were still doing a good job of tethering me over the edge even though he wasn't physically present. I've never really explored what I loved or wanted in the bedroom, with Ben, the only guy I've ever been with, it has always been sweet sensual, and slow lovemaking, he had never really taken it hard on me because he didn't want to treat me like a slut while we made love, he never even whispered dirty words to me except sweet words and he always holds me as if I was a fragile breakable thing, he treated me with reverent in the bedroom even more than he did outside because he didn't want to hurt me or break me