Feeling a light shove my eyes start to flutter open seeing underboss looking at me. He notifies me about landing in Miami, which I decide to sit up to fully stretch before standing up from the comfortable seat. Not saying much I just follow behind him wanting to take a long nap after this. Everything has been so fast paced that I'm starting to lose track of what day of the week it is.

Miami is a beautiful place, a place of excitement and pure fun. I've been here before with Kira on missions my father would send us to do. Never did I think I would be back with a Castillo. Today, is just the two of us not having much to do besides wait for tomorrow to arrive. Which honestly I'm dreading.

"What's the agenda for today?," I question not wanting to get lost in tomorrow's thoughts.

"Get some sleep then go hit some clubs," underboss responds as we get into a taxi.

"I know a few clubs that you might like," I say sitting next to him as the taxi driver starts taking us to our destination.

"As longest you ain't no cock blocker then I don't mind you tagging along," he bluntly says as he looks at me then away. I'm not sure if it's due to the lack of sleep or if he's acting this way due to our kiss, but it's starting to really agitate me.

"What's up with this attitude? Every time we kiss you act standoffish?," I mutter. Underboss raises a dark brow as he looks at me before responding, "Don't tell me you caught feelings now?"

I crease my brows at his remark wanting to hit his head with a pan if only I had one. However, at the same time I'm speechless not knowing what to say because now I'm questioning why I'm even bothered by this. At first it bothered me due to not being able to grab his attention as easy as I thought it would be, but once I managed to kiss him now I'm bothered by the lack of emotions I don't receive after the kisses happen. The more I replay all of this in my head the more I'm starting to sound nuts truthfully. Maybe I'm just bothered due to not having my mission at my fingertips for the amount of time I've been around him, which makes my plan even more difficult to push forward as fast as I would want it to go.

"Me? Catch feelings for you? Now that's an example of an arrogant man," I grumble annoyedly.

"Now I'm arrogant. Are you on your period Amoret?," underboss lets out a soft giggle as he seems intrigued by my irritation.

"I'm not talking to you anymore," I say looking elsewhere, but at him. At this point I'm really  annoyed by his behavior.

"Alright alright I'll be serious. Look I'm not a man that does relationships. At the end of the day we were engaged due to the previous deal between our fathers by this point no longer exists. The kisses between us were great, but now that we have no obligations we are both free to do what we please after all this is over with,"  he bluntly says with no emotions to his expression. As much as he's right I can't help, but feel hurt in the oddest way. The only reason we met is do to the deal that both of us weren't fond of. However,  I almost started to view him as a friend if that makes any sense. Why am I feeling this way? What the hell is wrong with me?

"I agree, once this war is over I can't wait to disappear," I blankly respond. The taxi finally arrives at a hotel, which I don't hesitate to get out from the car not wanting to be anywhere near underboss. I'm starting to think all this time under his roof might of messed with my head fogging up my skills I was trained with growing up. Did I really view him as a friend? Was he playing me the entire time? Whatever the case may be I must reclaim my independence and refocus on my mission that I must deliver. At least that's something that's real out of all this.

The walk to the hotel and inside the elevator is pure silence. I watch as the numbers slowly pass wanting for it to hit the fourth floor. Underboss registered us both for two separate rooms, which I appreciated. It's been a while I've had space of my own.

"If I offended you in any way I apologize it wasn't my intention," underboss speaks breaking the silence between us both.

"No need to apologize. You didn't say nothing that wasn't true," I respond half smiling.

"Out of all people, I would expect for you to be more thrilled," underboss says observing me.

"I am," I blankly respond to watching the numbers rise.

"Since this was put into affect you're dull almost doubtful," he murmurs as he looks away seeing the elevator doors open. I take the first step to exit the elevator as he follows behind me. I take this moment to realize that I haven't been masking my inner feelings as I should. It's true, even with playing my own game I'm a bit fearful that at any second things can go sour for me. This is all a risk for me at the end of the day.

"Well betraying your bloodline isn't exactly the most thrilling. One thing goes wrong and I would be ended," I truthfully say.

"I understand, for what it's worth you will be free to live your life, which is the most important after all this is over," underboss reassures as we walk down the hallway. I stay silent letting his comment ingrain into my brain. That's what I'm aiming for no matter what happens. Even if it means betraying both.

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Underboss and I walk down the lobby ready to see what Miami has to offer for the night. Having no clue what'll happen tomorrow. I only want to get lost to the night not thinking about anything and just enjoy every second of it. It's been a while since I've had some free time to have some fun. As usual underboss is looking dangerously handsome. Black is definitely his color especially to compliment his bad boyish attitude I find myself fond of.

"Put the helmet on," he utters as we take steps forward towards what seems like a motorcycle. My eyes widen from the excitement that's currently flowing throughout my body.

"It's been awhile I've been on one of these," I excitedly say as I grab the helmet.

"You know how to ride a motorcycle?," underboss questions seeming stunned that a female would even like such a thing. If I wasn't paying close attention I would of missed that tint of fondness within those emerald green eyes.

"Yes, Kira taught me," I smile at the quick memory of that time before hoping over onto the bike.

"You're close to Kira?," underboss murmurs as he puts on his helmet before hoping over the bike.

"My only true friend," I respond wrapping my arms around his waist. He doesn't say anything as he starts the bike and off we went. Once we arrived, we're welcomed by flashing lights.

In Miami, night time is where life begins. So many people are dressed in their best outfits for the evening ready to have the time of their lives. Immediately, as we step inside women are fond of underboss. The women are beautiful here at Miami, so I wouldn't doubt for a second that underboss would be fond of them as well. Underboss almost immediately decides to invite them to follow along and they do.

"I'm going to part if that's alright?," he asks as he looks at me.

"By all means do as you please. Have fun," I blankly respond smiling hiding the deepest emotions stirring up deep within my gut. Underboss nods as he disappears within the crowd along with his guests of the night.

I order one shot enjoying the rythym of the night. Gulping the shot, I decide to dive into the crowd dancing along with everyone. Feeling a tap on my shoulder I turn seeing a dark eyed man smiling. This man catches my eye as he's fairly handsome.

"Would you like to dance?," he politely asks as his eyes take in my appearance. His desire swirling within his irises sparks a sense of some flatter within me, which to be honest I haven't gotten from the man of my mission. It feels nice to feel wanted, so I decide to take his offer. We begin to grind onto one another as the liquor of earlier starts to kick in. Feeling his hands hold onto my hips causes tingles within me.

Feeling some electric force from the side I turn seeing none other than underboss staring at me as he lets the women with obsidian hair grind her buttocks onto his front. Underboss blankly stares at me before smirking as he notices most likely my expression as disapproval. Quickly, I turn away putting my all into my grind onto my dance partner of the night. However, my eyes couldn't help, but search towards underboss's direction. Why am I acting this way? What is going on with me?

Underboss once again notices my attention and decides to place his hand onto the woman's buttocks grasping it. This sets me over the edge blocking all common sense from my sight. I decide to turn around facing the dark eyed man giving a quick glance towards underboss only to see he is staring our way. Giving him a smirk, I decide to turn away grasping my hand into the man's hair as I place my lips onto his. Our lips stay in sync with one another as I feel his hand start to travel down my waist. Before his hand reached my buttocks. A forced pull breaks our kiss almost instantly just as the kiss began.

Next thing I see is underboss completely angered laying one violent punch towards the dark eyed man as he hits the dance floor. People around us gasp in shock as they stand still. Bouncers start to hurry their way to the scene as I feel underboss grasp my arm pulling me to follow behind him as we make our way into the crowd. I try to protest against this, but his grip is strong. However, it isn't hurtful.

"What the fuck was that?," underboss mutters as we exit the building letting go of my arm to fully face me.

"It's called single, which means I can do as I please," I grumble. Underboss stays silent as he looks at me completely pissed.

"Just because you're single doesn't mean you should kiss someone you don't know," he says.

"How ironic coming from you. Let a woman live. You don't want me, so what is it to you?," I annoyedly respond.

"Trust me, I want you, but our shit will never be," underboss frustratingly says. His words makes the world stop for me. Nothing exists at the moment only his words. Words that for some reason mean something to me.

"Why not?," I find myself immediately asking desperate to know the reason behind what has been blocking us.

"Our bloodlines have been nemesis for decades. The only reason why we even know one another is due to the marriage arrangement. We never met one another for any other reason. Plus after all this is over how will it look? Us together, two bloodlines that just do not compliment one another," he explains as he clenches his jawline expressing his frustration.

He's right completely right more than what I want to acknowledge at the moment. We only know one another due to our fathers forcing our once marriage contract all due to business. Our bloodlines hate one another and as longest my father rules and his mafia follow things would be almost impossible. What's to come has its unpredictability for so many reasons. However, most importantly the biggest factor is me playing both sides for one common outcome I've been wanting my entire imprisoned life. Who am I kidding? Who am I trying to be? I'm desiring something I can't have. Something that isn't part of the plan. A dream that suddenly developed that cannot ever be. However, despite of this only one thing tends to clog up my mind.

"You've thought of me in that way? Being with me?," I breathe excited, yet scared to hear his response. For the time I've known underboss he's very hot and cold. One minute he's warm and the next he's cold showing nothing, which has been the biggest struggle for me. Underboss stays silent instantly regretting the amount of information that perhaps wasn't ever meant to be spoken out loud, but clearly it's too late to take anything back now.

"I do not do relationships. I haven't since high school, but for some reason being around you for the amount of time I've been has almost gotten me comfortable," underboss responds.

"If you're comfortable with me then tell me," I say.

"Tell you what?," his dark brows furrow.

"Do you have feelings for me?"

I watch as his shoulders tense as his blank stare becomes nervous. This particular question has completely changed his behavior from strong to almost afraid. Not the afraid that he fears someone, but afraid of what he may feel. At the same time I feel the nerves travel throughout my entire body. My stomach becoming upside down from fearing what his answer may be.

"Let's just focus on the mission tomorrow," he steers the subject completely letting me down. I feel uncontrollable anger feeling completely stupid for putting myself in such a position. Feels almost as if I was rejected flat out.

"I'm done with you completely," I mutter turning around heading towards where all of the taxis are parked.

"Amoret," underboss utters as I flip him off proceeding with my steps wanting to go back into my room at the hotel to hide from pure embarrassment and hate myself for being so weak.

However, suddenly I feel a strong grasp on my arm pulling me backwards. I go to protect when underboss's lips smashes onto mine. Everything freezes around us as we kiss. The kiss screams longing and even desperation from both sides. My body feels tingles wanting him entirely for myself. I no longer can fight what this sudden battle developed inside of me. I want freedom to let loose of it all. Both mafias become irrelevant as I embrace Leo Castillo Jr. His kiss sends waves of electricity throughout my body wanting to become his.

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Laying on the bed not breaking my lips from his I can feel his large bulge against my thigh. I feel a bit nervous, but for some reason I'm not scared. I want to do this that's how much my body yearns for him to claim me. However, just as things begin to spice up between the two of us. He pulls away detaching his lips from mine.

"Not like this," he heavily breathes.

"I want to," I breathe.

"We're both intoxicated. Trust me, I doubt this is how you want your first time to be like," Leo explains. As much as I want to protest against his decision he's right.

"You're right," I sadly respond.

"But that doesn't mean I can't do this," he excitedly says as he slides my underwear down off of me. He then goes down spreading my legs wide apart the most sensitive area of my body being fully exposed to him. You would think I would by shy, but I'm feeling quite the opposite. Next thing I knew, I found myself grasping onto the bedsheets as my breathing is incredibly heavy. My hips moves up and down wanting more depth from how sensational I'm feeling right now. Leo's tongue does wonders to my body, which only leaves my imagination to wonder about how it's going to be when it's the real thing.

Feeling extremely sensitive, a sensation that has me wanting more and at the same time moaning like a hot mess completely takes over me as my body tenses, yet relaxes instantly as I climax. Leo lays besides me with a smirk on his gorgeous face.

"That was удивительно," I say breathlessly.

"English," he responds.

"Amazing," I translate giving him a smirk of my own before turning around shutting my eyes enjoying every second of this night.

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Waking up early in the morning to get ourselves prepared for the draining event ahead of us has me completely numb. I have no idea what to expect from Romanov. Even though, I proposed a new plan and he agreeing to it was something that I wasn't fully convincing whatsoever. Romanov works that way having people thinking they're good then suddenly executes without warning. I can only hope whatever may be thrown today I'm able to act fast for the sake of everyone including myself.

As we hop on Leo's motorcycle I can't help, but feel something off in the pit of my stomach.

However, I try not to think much of it wrapping my arms around Leo. As we get going to our destination of where the meet is taking place. I take in a deep breathe then exhale it getting lost with the wind preparing myself mentally for what's to come.