Chapter 39
ISABELLA
Things have been calm ever since the bookstore incident.
I don’t really go out that much even though Angel tries to get me to go to the bookstore with her. I’m just not comfortable with leaving the house knowing that if I do I’ll be targeted.
I don’t understand why Georgino wants me.
He said it’s because my dad took something from him but what did my dad take? My dad wasn’t a bad man.
He loved his family deeply and did everything in the world for us. He could never be a bad person in my eyes.
Slade said that I shouldn’t worry and that I’ll be okay.
Today he wants to teach me how to use a gun and also fight to defend myself.
He mentioned it last night when we were in bed. Slade doesn’t want another bookstore incident happening and me not knowing what to do.
All I want to do is go back to my regular calm life, writing books in New York, talking to Grams, and hanging out with Becky.
I don’t want to bring it up to Slade because I know if I do, it’ll start an argument and we haven’t been arguing lately.
Eventually when this Georgino thing blows over, me and him need to have a long conversation.
Our date last night was nice.
He took me to a favorite restaurant of his before we went on a drive.
We then went on a walk in one of his favorite parks that has a lake.
Then he carried me inside the house and fucked me until I was screaming his name and begging him to stop.
I’m sore between my legs but he’s still making me go to the gym and work out with him.
I’m meeting Slade at his home gym right now.
He showed it to me when I first got here almost two weeks ago. It’s crazy to think that I’ve been in Russia for almost a month.
When I walk inside, I see Slade checking the magazine in his gun before aiming it to check who knows what.
He’s dressed in just plain black shorts and that’s it.
Showing off his rippled chest, long arms, and thick muscular legs. Just looking at him makes me want to blush because of how sinful he looks.
Slade is a criminal wrapped in sin and beauty.
It’s hard not to be attracted to him or his aura.
The home gym is very nice and has a luxury feel to it.
It’s also really big.
It holds treadmills, stair climbing machines, arm and leg workout machines, a weight bench with weights, and a huge fighting ring.
I walk inside the gym and go towards Slade. He glances up from the gun and it’s his turn to check me out now.
All I’m wearing are black leggings with a black compression t-shirt. Nothing special but the way Slade looks at me makes me feel like I forgot to put clothes on.
He always stares at me with such fascination in his eyes.
Like he never wants to stop looking at me.
Sometimes I think Slade wants to put me in a glass box in his room and keep me inside it to stare at me whenever he wants.
Little does he know, that’s not how a relationship works.
“You ready?” Slade asks and I nod. “First, I want to teach you how to shoot a gun. Have you ever shot one?”
“No. I’ve shot a BB gun but that’s it.”
“It’s pretty easy once you get the hang of it.” He shrugs and he puts the gun in his waistband before grabbing another one from the little table next to him. “We’re going to go outside to shoot. Niko has a set up for us out there.”
We leave the gym and go to Slade’s backyard.
He has a pretty big backyard with a nice big pool and seating area.
Behind all of that is a big open area of grass with trees in the far back.
He owns such a huge property I can’t help but wonder how much it cost him to renovate and buy all of this.
He has more money than God so I would assume that buying a house is like pocket change for him.
We get to the set up that Niko made for us.
There are three dummies with targets on different areas of their body all lined up at different distances and then a table right next to us with ear protection and bullets.
“Alright. I’m going to show you how to load and unload a gun. I think that will be harder than actually shooting.”
He holds up the gun and shows me all its parts like the magazine, the safety mechanism, and the barrel.
It’s hard to keep up with what he’s saying about how to load and unload the gun.
He talks about how to hold it and when to shoot, and all of the safety things that everyone should know.
“Sounds pretty straightforward.”
“I’m giving you the easiest gun to use. It's just a basic Glock 19.” He hands me the gun and it’s pretty heavy in my hands.
“You just slide the barrel back before taking the first shot. To release the magazine you press this little button here,” he says, showing me the button as I hold it in my hands.
I've held my dad's gun plenty of times and he had wanted to teach me how to use one but I’d always been too scared.
“What kind of gun is yours?”
“It’s a Sig Sauer. One of my favorite guns.
” He pulls it out of his waistband and hands it to me after making sure the safety is on.
He grabs the Glock from me and allows me to check out his gun.
His is way heavier than mine mostly because of the light at the top.
“I also have bigger guns but I usually use those for when I go on missions and need something big and quick but I always keep this one in my pocket everywhere I go.”
This is the gun I grabbed from his pocket and aimed at him in the car. I definitely wouldn’t have known how to reload it or handle it.
“I’m going to shoot and then I’ll guide you.” He grabs the gun from my hand and hands me the Glock. “Back up and put the ear protection on.”
I do as he says and right when the ear protection is on he starts shooting.
He shoots and reloads the gun quickly and smoothly and for some reason seeing him firing his gun while being almost half naked is such a turn on and makes my insides turn.
He concentrates on the targets he’s hitting and every single one is a bullseye.
When he’s done he turns around and looks at me, smiling at my reaction. “What do you think?”
I shrug and try to hide my reaction but it’s hard especially as he’s staring at me like that. “That was cool.”
“It's your turn now.” He walks over to me and clicks the safety on his gun before putting it on the table. “Alright, so you remember how to load and unload it?”
“Yea.”
Slade nods and he motions for me to go up to the target. Slade’s chest touches my back, his hands on my hips and his hot breath on the back of my neck.
“I can’t shoot when you’re touching me.” I already know he’s smiling.
“It’ll be a good challenge.”
I do my best to ignore him and aim my gun at the target.
“Be ready for the force. It’s going to recoil and kind of push you back a little bit.”
I take my first shot and he was right about the recoil. I feel the power in my arms and shoulders as it shoots.
I didn’t hit a target so I keep going, trying to keep my sight aligned with what I’m trying to shoot.
When the magazine is empty I replace it with another before I start shooting again. Slade still keeps his hands on me, his head right next to mine.
I probably can’t hit any of the targets because of him.
When the magazine is empty I turn and glare at him. “You distracted me.”
“Avtor, that wasn’t distraction. That was just bad aim.
I can show you distraction if you want me to?
” He raises his eyebrows at me and I just shake my head.
“Replace the magazine.” I do as he says and turn around to face the targets.
“Now, focus on the target and try not to let your arms move when the bullet releases.” He puts his hands on mine and helps me with my aim. “Strelyat'.”
I shoot the gun and I don’t recoil as much with his hands steadying my arms.
After a few rounds he lets go and watches me silently.
I still recoil but not as much as before because I’m used to the force.
I turn around and look at Slade with a shy smile.
He gives me a proud look. “Good. You just need to be faster when reloading the gun but you’re getting the hang of it.” He walks up to me and takes the gun from my hand. “Now, I can show you what a real distraction is.”
“What about the fighting?” I ask as he puts the safety on and places the gun on the table.
“You can try and fight me off but I’ll still get you.” He leans down and bites my neck before spinning me around to face the patch of trees in the back of his large backyard. “Now run.”
I don’t hesitate, I run.
When I get into the small forest he has, I search everywhere to find a place to hide. I’m hyper-aware of everything around me.
My breathing comes out ragged and unsteady from the run and the cold air hitting my skin gives me goosebumps.
I look around me, not seeing Slade anywhere. I take that as my cue to run more and find a hiding spot.
If I can’t see him, he can’t see me.
I start to hear footsteps on fallen leaves behind me making me push myself to sprint faster.
But it does nothing, Slade is much faster than I am.
He grabs my hair and pulls me to him, his front pressing up against my back. I yelp in pain as he threads his fingers through my hair and tugs.
“Got you, avtor,” he whispers in my ear before pushing me to the floor.
Dirt sticks to my clothes as my knees sink into the ground.
I try to get up but he gets on top of me.
“Where do you think you're going? You thought I was going to give you the chance to let you go?” He rips my leggings and underwear off. Cool air hits my pussy and I shiver in Slade’s hold. “Are you wet, Isabella?”
“Slade,” I moan, feeling empty and needing him between my legs.
I take a glance at him behind me and notice he’s wearing the black mask.
The same mask he wore when I first met him in the alley.
I never thought I’d be into the kind of stuff Slade makes me do.
I always thought I would want a guy to take care of me with gentle touches and soft kisses.
Slade is the complete opposite. He degrades me and uses my body to chase after his own pleasure. He uses rough hands and dirty words to make me cum.
He knows how to play with my body so well.
Pretty sure he’s molding me to be the wife he desires.
Cool metal slides between my legs. “Oh my god, what is that?” I shake while Slade chuckles darkly behind me.
“My favorite toy,” he says before rubbing the hard and rigid metal between my legs.
Something clicks, the safety, and I realize that Slade is rubbing his gun along my pussy.
“You’re shaking as if you’re scared but you keep moaning, avtor.
” He grabs my shoulder and pushes me down so that I’m in a downward dog position with him behind me still rubbing the gun against me.
Every time he slides it against my opening I want to scream at him to just start fucking me already. I feel empty and only he can fill me.
I grind my hips against the gun, needing more pressure.
Slade covers my body with his and his lips hover over my ear. “I want you to cover my gun in your cum. So that every time I take someone’s life, I can think of you.”
“That’s psychotic.”
“I think the term you’re looking for is romantic.” He bites my lobe and shoves the gun inside me.
The gun stretches me wide and I scream so loud, I’m pretty sure Slade’s neighbors can hear me.
“Fuck, the sounds you make.” He pulls out the gun and wraps his other arm around me so that his hand can press against my clit.
I can feel his erection digging into my butt.
His need pressed up against me.
This is so fucked up.
I don’t do this.
I can’t believe I’m letting him fuck me with a goddamn gun.
“You like that, Isabella? You like being fucked with my gun, huh?” he says as he pushes it back in forcefully.
“Oh, Slade. Please,” I beg, feeling my release coming close.
He pinches my clit and I can’t stop the cries and screams I let out. I cum around his gun, clenching on the cool metal as he tries to force the gun deeper inside me.
“Such a good girl, my Isabella. Coming all over my gun like a good little slut,” he coos on my ear as he slowly thrusts the gun inside me, letting me ride through my orgasm.
“You’re crazy,” I breathe out, closing my eyes.
Slade rubs his hands over my butt softly and pulls out the gun. “Don’t close your eyes, Isabella. I’m not even close to being finished with you.”
He throws the gun to the side before thrusting roughly, making me scream.
He gives me no mercy as he fucks and uses my body for his own pleasure. His groans are loud and deep as he hits every spot.
He digs his fingers into my hips as he forcefully pulls me back, hitting my g-spot over and over.
My eyes close and I lean my head to the ground, not able to take it anymore.
My pussy grips tightly onto his dick as he rams inside me hard and fast and rough. My pussy is dripping all over him with need as he shoves me into the ground while pounding into me.
“Slade! Oh my god!” I scream.
He grips my hair with one of his hands and pulls hard. “You respond to me so well, Isabella. Ever since I first sunk inside you.”
He fucks me through my second orgasm and black dots appear in my vision.
He doesn’t slow down—if anything, he fucks me harder, like he’s chasing his own release through the wreckage of mine.
My walls tighten around him repeatedly as my orgasm hits me with full force. Slade tenses inside me as he grunts while cumming.
Slade doesn’t stop though, not even when he’s done cumming.
He shows me no mercy as he takes control over my body.