Vivienne Vixen
A cold blooded psychotic assassin with a bloodthirst like no other
She does what she wants, kills who she wants and crushes anyone in her way
The only one who can tame her is her dominating boyfriend Lucian.
Lucian Ivanov
The cold hea...
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~6 years ago~ { Vivienne }
I couldn't stop my laughter as we stumbled into my room. The day had been full of training Well every day has been full of training since a few months ago.
Lucian's dad had finally accepted me into the house, he started my training 3 months after I moved in. We were still laying low from the law as technically... we were escaped convicts.
"I can't believe you got knocked on your ass" Lucian laughed, falling on my bed casually "Yeah well if you trained me better I wouldn't of been" I whined, jumping on top of him He groaned, rolling us over until he hovered over me.
"Get off you're all sweaty" I complained, pushing him away, he grinned, snuggling his head in my neck. "Gross" I whined, he laughed at me, winding his arms under me and around my waist "You love it" he mumbled against my skin.
I could feel his lips against my neck It made my whole body erupt in goosebumps I had to admit, over this past year I had developed a slight... crush on Lucian.
He was funny. And nice to me I'd seen the way he was around the house, around other members of the mafia He was a stone cold bastard. But he was nice to me. He spent most of his time with me. It made me sometimes think he might feel something more too.
I mean yeah, he called me baby girl a lot, and he'd always get angry whenever another guy came near me or spoke to me. And there was the few kisses we'd had here and there.
"Come on I need to get up" I groaned, pushing him off me "Fine... movie night?" He asked, I nodded I made my way into the shower, washing off the sweat and blood from the day. Yes I got 'knocked on my ass', but I also pinned down every opponent that challenged me.
I was getting better in combat, all my fighting skills had come from the... the organisation, but Lucian was teaching me official military moves as well as mafia fighting techniques As well as tricks he's picked up over the years in street fights.
When I'd gotten dried and dressed I made my way down the hall to Lucian's room Clad in one of his shirts I had stolen ages ago, it was comforting and smelt just like him.
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