The Agent’s Badboy

It was two days after the incident, Karla was taking sick days off via video call. And looking at her still pale face, her boss was actually worried about her. After almost a week of being absent she thought that he would put her straight to the internal affair and let her handle the matter herself, but luckily he was too busy to notice her absence.

“… they say it’s some kind of a virus, I don’t know.”

“Look, you’re on schedule for the training and you’ve been working too hard. I will get other agents to take your workload. Go get yourself treated, I need you to be on your best for the training program.”

“Yes Sir, thank you, Sir.” She ended the call then took off her suit jacket and back to cuddling with GusGus on the sofa.

“So, you’re stuck with me. I see you’re living the life here. Meet anyone you like?”

Gus purred in her arms and snuggled in deeper tucking in his body to her lap.

She was spending a lot of her time in Yegor’s bedroom, she was still recuperating from the kidnapping. Karla had been examined by his doctor, her ankles were better but her stomach pain would still come and go.

And because of that matter, Yegor told her to stay in his room and had Margot spoil her with her food and tasty drinks.

“I’m being such a potato Yegor, tell me… how is it going…”

The mob boss didn’t want her to get involved in the search for Nestor, and knowing about her high curiosity he realizes the time will come for her non-stop questions, then there’s nothing he can do aside from telling her the truth.

“Kiska, you need to rest and eat. We’re bringing down his businesses, no cartel member would dare to help him. And believe it or not, Ardian contacted us telling me that he’s arranging a meet with Nestor, so looks like I will owe him another favor.”

“I don’t know if I like your new friend. He’s shady…”

“But you kissed him,”

“True,”

“Karla…”

“What? you mentioned him first.” Karla gets up and Gus jumps down from the sofa and decided to walk away from the couple, sensing that the conversation was about to get heated.

“Baby, look just rest okay. We’re doing this today and everything will end before you know it.”

Karla looks at him in disbelief.

“What about all of those late-night bedtime stories where you told me ways of how you would torture Nestor? and now when the time came I’m not invited to play? seriously? you’re joining one of those boys clubs?”

“Kiska…”

“Don’t you call me with that pet name! I’m going back to my place, you can have him. I need my space!”

Karla was boiling with the idea that she wouldn’t get the chance to get back to the old man.

While Yegor was trying to protect her, the things that he wanted to do to the man were going to be way beyond his late-night bedtime stories.

“You’re not going anywhere.”

“Yeah? maybe I will, maybe I will sneak out when you least expected!”

The mob boss grabbed her body and hold her possessively, it has been a while and the sexual tension was edging both of them to the point that they bicker like an old couple. Yegor was determined that he would not touch her sexually as he wants her to heal properly, while she wants nothing more than to have him touch her and spoil her as he has before.

“We are growing apart and I don’t like it. And it’s only been a couple of days. Damn it Yegor! you’re sleeping fully clothed. I might as well sleep on my bed!”

He chuckled at her words and kissed her hair, he rubbed her back and she rests her cheek to his chest. He always likes her straightforwardness, and the way she wanted him as much as he does was making him love her more.

“I love you, baby, there’s nothing more that I want than to hold you naked in my arms. But I don’t think I would be able to hold myself.”

He holds her neck and finally kisses her deeper. It was the most sensual kiss that they’ve shared in days and she was hungry for more when she slithered her hands to his shoulder and pull him down for a more passionate kiss.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

“Karla,”

“I’m better. Let’s think of this as my therapy? I just need you with me, kisses and hugs?” she looked up at him with an adorably cute expression.

“Come on, let’s get your nap time.”

“I can perfectly walk now.” She muttered when he picks her up and carry her in his arms.

“I know, I thought you want me? us, closer?”

“I do, I just don’t like being treated like I’m wounded and useless.” She uttered as he sits her down to his bed and he slowly unbuttoned his shirt revealing his tattooed chiseled chest that she had missed.

“Your pants too,” she smirked biting her lip, while the mob boss smiled and do as he was told to.

She was snuggling in closer to him and taking in his manly scent that she had missed.

“You should be out there getting Nestor for me.”

“I should.” He kissed her hair and rubbed her back.

“I love you.”

“I know.”

Karla was fast asleep in his arms, she was still taking her prescriptions to helping her heal faster and it made her sleepy. And when he was sure that she was in dreamland when he slowly kissed her and put a pillow in her arms. He knows she would be pissed when she wakes up but he was not letting the Albanians have all the fun with Nestor.

Yegor was dressed within moments, he groaned when he adjusts his bulge but was out of the door with Darko and Nail by his side.

“How’s Zasha?” he asked the underboss.

“She knows it’s going to be done and she has no objection whatsoever,” Darko said calmly while he gets onto the driver’s seat and Yegor to his side while Nail was busy on the back seat with their guns and knives.

Darko was explaining to both of them about his conversation with the Albanians.

“They are expecting us and gladly gave him to us in exchange for Kuznetsova’s previous territory.”

“Which is our cartel’s territory that Nestor handles for me. We will bargain about that latter, he doesn’t have much here. The Albanians have no bargaining power aside from Nestor, even if he killed the old man, he wouldn’t get anything from us. But I did owe him for Karla, and I will negotiate on that matter alone.”

Darko nodded to his brother’s words, the Albanian got some guts to move in into their territory. But he has heard stories about the mob boss, and the underboss believes that he’s an ambitious man with a mind to match. He’s thinking Yegor needs to watch his step with the Albanian.

“We’re here,” Darko stated looking at Nail from the rearview mirror, checking if he’s ready with their guns and knives.

“We’re good, I’ve got us all set up.” Nail smirked as he caresses the weapons as if they’re his babies. Darko shook his head and shut down the engine.

Yegor steps down from the car and sheathed his knife and straps his guns, Darko was doing the same while Nail was methodically armed himself with his babies.

“You do understand that you might not need all of that right?” Darko commented as he waits for his backup to hurry up with himself.

“What? you’re telling me to pick a favorite? you know they can hear you right?” Nail addressed the underboss while still caressing his toys.

Yegor shook his head, he knows Nail has always been an odd one. He thinks that the man has some kind of obsession with his weapons, though he does his job very well. Nail had taken a bullet for a couple of the guys before and never complained once.

“Come let’s get that bastard and move on with our lives.”

And once again when it comes to the Albanians, Yegor got his problems solved already. There was no need for the heavy armory.

“So, here’s my sacrificial offering for you,” Ardian smirked as one of his guys was bringing in Nestor who was handcuffed to his back and mouth silenced with duct tape.

“We will talk about your condition, Darko will contact you and we will set up a meet.” Yegor calmly states while Ardian smirked knowing that his terms will be negotiated.

He was wishfully thinking that Yegor can be that gullible, though he knows that he was asking above what the Sokolov would offer him. The Albanian mob boss nodded to his man to let Darko take Nestor with them.

The two groups of men parted ways not long after their meet. Yegor told Darko to go straight to their warehouse, while Ardian was going back to his residence thinking he needs to rest his back. Or maybe he just misses his doctor.