TRIGGER WARNINGS:
EXPLICIT LANGUAGE
SWEARING
VIOLENCE/GUN VIOLENCE
SMOKING/ALCOHOL
BLOOD/DEATH/GORE
Enzo's Pov
I stitched up Lira's leg, knowing exactly how to do it. She passed out from the pain. Afterwards, I sent Raf away and Sergio stood outside on high alert. Fucking hell. I did not see it coming. The two men that tailed us, they were being so obvious it was quite funny. I thought I would be able to kill them and I did but two dozen men blocked the road and ultimately we had to jump to save ourselves. What did I expect? We were in Russia after all and we did humiliate them.
I looked down at Lira's leg. It was my fault. I suggested we come to Russia and even after my mom told me not to fuck with them, I still did. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
I grabbed a towel from the bathroom and cleaned Lira up, wiping the blood and mud off her. I changed her clothes and dried her hair as best I could. She was now asleep on the bed, the sheets being wrapped around her to keep her warm. Her leg was bandaged neatly. In that moment, when the bullets were firing at us, I was always going to save her.
The hot water ran down my cold body in a steady stream as I stood underneath the shower. Blood, mud and sweat washed away. My head throbbed but I couldn't think about the pain. Only them. It was them. Dimitri and Jasha were as good as dead.
After a long while, I stepped out from the shower and dried myself. The mirror showed that I had a cut on my forehead. It wasn't very deep so I didn't need to stitch it up. In only my boxers, I lay beside Lira. Sleep never came and instead I smoked and paced until morning finally arrived.
"You didn't sleep?" Lira mumbled though droopy eyes. I smiled gently and crouched down beside the bed. Using my hand, I brushed her hair away from her face and stoked her cheek. "How are you feeling?" I asked. She hummed and sat upright. Looking down at her leg, she ran her fingers over her bandaged calf. "Did you do this?" She furrowed her brows at me. I nodded. "Thank you and I'm good, I feel fine." She smiled. I felt her fingers touch my head as she observed me. "Oh Enzo. I'll kill them." She brushed my hair with her fingers. I caught her hand and kissed the back of it. "We will."
I helped her get dressed even though I wanted her to rest but she insisted she wanted to go and kill them too. I could hardly stop her.
Raf, Sergio, Lira and I were sat having some food while forming a plan to rid the world of the Russians. At least Dimitri and Jasha for those were the ones behind this, I'm sure of it. "Jasha is at a club." Sergio stated after finding out the intel. "At this time of day?" Raf scoffed looking confused as fuck. It was just past midday. "They're fucking stupid, what did you expect?" Lira shook her head.
"That's good. He's alone. We'll go in and corner him-" I spoke before getting cut off by Raf. "He'll notice us straight away dipshit." He grinned. I rubbed my eyes and flipped him off. "Might I suggest something?" Lira spoke up. "Raf is right. He will notice you and when he does he will run...but you see men in clubs, they don't notice women. Sure they notice the boobs, the ass but they never notice the face. Give them a pretty girl and they'll bend over backwards." She added.
"No." I said, dismissing her idea entirely. "I'm fine! All I'll do is lure him somewhere private and you can ambush him there." She spoke up. "Enzo, it'll be easy."
"That's a good idea. No one will see it coming, not even Jasha." Sergio remarked. "And if he does lay a finger on her, I'll break every bone in his body." Raf added. I sighed giving in to her.
"And what about Dimitri?" Lira asked. Sergio chuckled. "We can do the same exact plan. He's staying at a hotel." He looked between Raf and I. "What's so funny?" Raf asked him and sipped his water. "Lira can't seduce him." Sergio grinned. "What the fuck do you mean? Of course I can." Lira defended herself looking taken aback.
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"I'm afraid he doesn't like women." Sergio chuckled as he watched Raf and I look at each other. Lira started laughing. "Not a word." Raf mumbled. "Rock. Paper. Scissors?" He tilted his head at me. I nodded and that's what we did. "Oh fuck yes! Suck on that." Raf hollered after winning. Shit. That meant I had to seduce the crazy Bastard.
"But he'll recognise me." I stated which earned me murmurs of realisation. "Looks like it's going to have to be you Sergio. He never saw you." Lira smirked at him. Sergio opened his mouth and muttered some swears in Italian.
So the plan was arranged. We all had earpieces in and were armed with guns and knives. Lira was dressed casual even though Raf thought it wouldn't work if she didn't show some skin. But Lira said it would.
When we reached the club, we tried to keep to ourselves and quietly booked a private room. We stood just outside watching Jasha. The lighting was dark, music was blasting and there were many many Russians. I saw Lira walk in, with a slight limp as she tried to ignore the pain in her leg. She was the most beautiful woman here.
She ordered a drink at the bar and drank it neat. And then she ordered another drink and walked over to Jasha's booth. He was surrounded by guards, all twice as big as Lira. She began to giggle and she fake tripped, spilling her drink all over Jasha. "Oh no I'm sorry." She batted her eyes at him. He looked pissed and tried to wipe his stained T-shirt. "I can buy you a drink to pay you back." She smiled and brushed her hair back.
Jasha's fucking eyes immediately zoned in on her breasts which were covered with her T-shirt. "Maybe you can pay me back in some other way." Jasha smirked. The look in his eyes, fuck. "What way?" Lira asked innocently. "In a very naughty way." Jasha grinned, running his tongue across his lips.
"Lira was right, he doesn't even recognise her. All he cares about is getting some ass." Raf muttered, Sergio and I agreed with him.
Lira chuckled, a fake sound. "Do you know what I want you to do? I want you to bend me over and fuck me until I can't walk." She bit her lip suggestively. Jasha couldn't cope anymore and he tried to grab her hand. "Ah ah, let's go somewhere private." She tutted. Jasha ordered his men to stay behind and he followed Lira, all the while he stared at her ass.
We all walked into the small room, with Raf behind the door. And as soon as, Jasha enetered, Raf grabbed him, pinning his arms behind his back. Lira closed the door and grinned evily at Jasha. I stepped forward with a knife in hand. "Surprise." Jasha's eyes went wide and his mouth opened. I didn't hesitate and pushed the knife deep into his chest.
"See that's all you have to do Sergio." Lira said with her hands on her hips. "You just need to degrade yourself a little, make them think they're in control and they'll fall at your knees." She added. "Is that what you do to Enzo?" Raf smirked as he let go off a now dead Jasha. He kicked him as he stepped over his body. Lira smirked at Raf. I'd gladly fall at my knees for her.
We left him dead in the room without a care. Someone would discover him soon but for now his guards all think he's just fucking some girl. We drove to the hotel next, to find Dimitri and we found him sipping cocktails in the pool.
Lira, Raf and I sat inside watching Sergio walk up to Dimitri. We had a good view of the man. "Right Sergio, bend down and make sure he can see your ass." Lira spoke into the earpiece. Sergio looked distressed as fuck in the shorts we had to buy for him. A little rouse to make him seem less suspicious. "I said fucking bend down. Shake that ass." Lira spoke into the earpiece.
Raf and I were watching, trying to hold back our laughter. "Act stupid and say you're not from here. Push your hips out, show him your dick. Pretend he's a girl with a really hairy chest." Lira instructed. Fuck. She's good. After a while, Dimitri climbed out of the pool and put on a robe. He was going to his room, with Sergio. "Tell him it's your first time." Lira spoke and placed a hand on her mouth to stop herself from laughing. Raf had already lost it, several tears ran down his face.
