3| Dollface

                                                                                  Dollface

                                                                          { Vivienne's POV }

The sun shone down on us, my legs feeling life come back into them as I sauntered down the steps of Lucian's private jet.

We'd been on the plane all night, finally arriving in Russia.

Lucian's home country.

I felt his rough hand on the small of my back, a smile grazing my red lips as I looked at him

He looked perfectly handsome

Dark hair slicked back, blacked out sunglasses covering his alluring eyes

His black suit covering his large frame, every muscle visible

As well as the tattoos that littered his skin.

My favourite was my name across the side of his neck.

I was possessive. A bad trait I know, but he had his name on me too.

It wasn't branding. It was just mutual adoration for each other.

Showing everyone that he was mine and I was his.

Evident by the Lucian across the back of my neck, one of the reasons why he loved it when I had my hair up.

"I forgot how cold Russia is" I complained, getting in the car and basking in the warmth.

Lucian chuckled at me, signalling for the driver to go as he pulled me into his side.

I lay my head on his shoulder, willing myself to stay awake.

"Tired baby?" He asked, I nodded

"Why don't you go back to the hotel? Get some rest" he suggested

I shook my head, frowning up at him.

He just didn't want me at the meeting

He didn't like Aedion anyway, but if I was there his hatred would increase tenfold

I'd had... a fling of sorts with Aedion a few years ago.

Me and Lucian had lost touch, I was alone, bored and naive

It was only ever dinner, I had never touched or kissed him, but ever since he's been convinced we were 'made for each other'

Fucking idiot.

I was made for Lucian. He was the only man that had ever touched me. Kissed me. Made love to me. I was his. And he was mine

I was the only woman to ever have the pleasure of him. And that's how it would always stay.

"Please" he asked

I shook my head again

"You need me there, who else will stop you from killing him?" I joked

Well... half joked. He probably would kill him.

And he couldn't. Aedion was the Spanish mafia don.

And no matter how much Lucian loved me, we couldn't afford to start a gang war just because he didn't like him.

Lucian sighed, kissing my forehead

"This is going to be a shit show" he mumbled, his accent doing things to me too shameful to admit.

And it was only going to get worse

His accent was always more prominent when he came home. I could never resist it when he spoke Russian.

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When we finally got to the restaurant Aedion had requested, we were met with a young teenager at the counter

He looked terrified at the sight of us, especially as we were escorted by Lucian's men.

That didn't stop him glancing at my chest though, earning a scowl from my sugar

He was off like a shot, pinning the boy to the wall by the neck

"Don't ever. Look at my fucking girl again. Understand?" He seethed, the boy nodded frantically, avoiding my eyeline as he gasped for air.

Lucian nodded once, dropping him to the floor as he spluttered and coughed

I took hold of his arm again as he led me off to our table

Only to be met with the sight of Aedion, already seated with a blonde bimbo on his lap

This was a respectable place, not a strip club.

"Lucian. Vivienne" he greeted, whispering something in the woman's ear before she slipped off his lap and disappeared

We sat down, Lucian's hand on my thigh, drawing small calming circles against my skin.

It would always calm me. Either that or when he would trace my tattoos on my thigh.

"Aedion" Lucian greeted, I merely nodded once, opting to stay silent.

Aedion smiled at us

"So, shall we talk?" He grinned.

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After around 2 hours of business talk and 5 martinis, it was finally time to leave

"Always a pleasure Lucian" Aedion smiled, his eyes flickering to me

"And an even greater pleasure dear Vixen" He grinned

That's what I was known as. The Vixen.

Every good assassin needs a badass name after all.

"Likewise" I smiled politely

He moved in to kiss my cheek goodbye, a polite gesture that turned sour as his hands drifted awfully low

"Eh back off" Cassian growled.

As Lucian was too busy bidding farewell to Aedion's right hand.

He held his hands up in surrender, a shit eating grin on his face as he looked at Lucian, then looked me up and down

"I'm sorry, but you can't blame me, trying to cop one last feel" he chuckled

It took all of 2 seconds

2 seconds for Lucian to whip his gun out and point it directly at Aedion's head.

"Don't you ever. Speak like that again" he warned

Aedion wasn't an idiot. He knew Lucian couldn't kill him. So he knew he could push the limits further than others could.

"What? You can't blame me, you've been with her as well you must know how addictive she is" he laughed

I looked at Lucian, the fire in his eyes was undeniable and I didn't know if he was going to burst or not.

"Lucian" I said, it was only his name, but it was enough to make him look at me rather than him

I always called him sugar, or baby, but never Lucian.

So when I did he knew I was being serious.

He slowly lowered his gun, nodded towards the entrance for us to leave

I nodded back, slipping my hand in his and pulling him away

"Behind every great man... there's a pussy that's got em caged" Aedion laughed.

Oh fuck

And just like that Lucian's hand wasn't in mine anymore

He was squaring off with Aedion

Cassian stood beside me, choosing not to interfere

"One day... you'll fall, you'll lose everything around you, and I'll be there... carving my name in your fucking face" Lucian warned deadly low.

Aedion only laughed at him, but anyone could see the slight fear in his eyes

"Was that a threat?" He asked casually, putting his hands in his pockets

"Yeah" Lucian said sternly, turning around and grabbing my hand, pulling me out of the restaurant.

"Baby?" I asked hesitantly

He didn't say anything, just kept pulling me towards the car

"Baby?... sugar?" I asked again, he stopped, breathing deeply

"Are you okay?" I asked, he sighed, running his hand through his hair before turning to me.

"You shouldn't be disrespected like that" he said, grasping my face

I shook my head, offering a small smile

"Fuck him... one day he'll get what he deserves, and we'll be watching" I said softly, he nodded, planting a small kiss on my forehead before leaning his against it.

It was silent for a while, the street practically scarce at this time of night

The only sound was the soft music coming from the restaurant across the street

"Wanna go and fuck up a bar?" I suggested

He looked down at me and smiled

"God I love you" he said, pulling me into him by the waist for a passionate kiss.

I smiled against him.

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"Who wants tequila?" I shouted, laughing my head off from my place atop the bar as I drank from the bottle

I continued kicking the glasses off with my heels as I walked along it, raising my gun to shoot the bartender who was hiding behind the bar.

I looked around at the scene before us

Dead bodies lay everywhere, the music still blaring from the speakers as I danced on top of the bar.

"Mm give me some baby"

I smiled at Lucian, taking another swig from the bottle before dropping down to him, kissing him as I let the liquid flow into his mouth.

He smiled, winding one arm round my waist, the other occupied by his shotgun.

He smiled at me, spatters of blood across his face and suit as he laughed along with me.

"Ah this was a great idea baby, let off some steam" he said

"Mm I know other ways we could let off some steam" I smiled, pulling him in for another kiss

His hand trailed down, squeezing my ass and making me squeal.

"Get in the car" he growled, following after me as I all but ran to the car.

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