So this is the last update and then the story will be on hold because I will not be able to update. I am really sorry for the inconvenience I am causing so I rather put the story on hold than make you, my expectant readers to wait for the next update. 

Plus I would like to thank you all for the wonderful 6k reads and 111 votes. A shout out and cheers to you all. 

47 and the entire team of 'The heart of Agent 47' here wants to wish you a happy and a very prosperous new year to all. May God fulfill all your wishes and may your dreams come true. 

This chapter will have mild mature content. If you cannot handle then you can skip the paragraph marked with 'mature'.  Read at your own risk. Now moving on to the story.............

Wolverine stared at the girl lying on his bed. Oh how ravishingly delicious she looked lying on his bed without a care in the world. He could already imagine the various forms of his mating ritual in his head.

How could someone be so beautiful?

He could not help but collect information of her mother in order to check if she was equally as beautiful as his delectable beauty and to his astonishment the clone was no more beautiful than her mother. 

But he didn't feel as inclined to the mother as he felt towards the daughter clone. Maybe it was because he had seen the clone in person. Or maybe it was because his psychotic mind was obsessed with a girl ten years younger than him. 

Anybody seeing the both of them would have concluded them to be a father and a daughter. 

He needed a cold shower or else he would become a beast. 

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He came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his lower body. Closing the door, he turned and looked up to something worth dropping his mandibular jaw. He couldn't believe the sight in front of him. 

There stood his wild lioness in her naked glory with her back to him. Oh how his eyes twitched to see the ventral view. But before that he was already letting go of his towel and wrapping his arms around her making her feel the admiration of a job well done pressed against her back. He felt himself sigh upon hearing her melodious giggle. His hand slid in between her legs earning him a gasp and a hit on his hand. He chuckled at his lioness and she turned around pressing her chest against his earning her a groan. 

"I think the bed seems to call out for us." She replied in her silky seductive voice which he could never imagine would turn him on so much. 

"As you wish my lioness."

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He threw her on the bed and climbed on top of her quickly and crashed his chaste lips on her glossy ones. Passion, lust, obsession were the three things that seemed dominate in the kiss. She was kissing him back with the same fervor as he. Tongues danced, salivary amylase was transferred, pheromones and hormones were pumped from their respective glands. 

Her sweetness sweetened him while his salty kisses were being peppered at whatever spot he could claim his. He loved the feel of her writhing under him when he was planting open mouth kisses on the long column of her slender neck. He couldn't have asked for more perfection. Her sighs and the sounds of his tongue lapping up her neck were heard like a rhythmic music to him which further aggravated his hormones to be pumped faster into his system. 

She fell on the soft covers of the bed and sighed wrapping her long slender legs around his waist making him groan at the touch of her warm and wet core against his crotch. He wanted to plunge himself deep inside her already. 

He kissed her chest giving both the swells equal attention. She moaned letting her fingers slip into the curls of his dirty brown hair. He allowed his tongue to swirl and lap up his own saliva. He suckled, licked and bit them causing subsequent moans to tumble out of her red luscious lips.

He kept moving towards the southern region kissing and lapping like a dog at her skin and as he reached the pelvis his head dipped down and was lost in between her legs. 

He licked the sensitive bundle of nerves and bit it playfully receiving a huge gasp and a playful smack on his head. He continued his sweet torture waiting for her to beg him to ravish her; eat her like an animal; like a beast. 

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Suddenly he felt his tongue becoming dry as if he had been licking a rough surface. His eyes shot open to find his beauty absent and himself lying on his bed stark naked with his face stuffed on his pillow.

So this was all a dream?

He felt himself get more frustrated because of his erection and the fact that the girl he has been dying to have was right in the other room. He wanted to stomp off to her room and just rip off her clothes and take her : hard and rough. 

But was that really what he wanted? 

The answer was pretty much clear: No.

He was falling for her, that was sure, quick and hard and it was not something he liked or could comprehend.

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Milano sat on a chair with his hand on his head. He did not understand what he was going to do now. This was not the way he wanted her to know about this. In fact, he did not even want her to know. 

2 hours ago

"Oh God, faster!" 

A smack was heard along with a gasp. 

"It's my wish if I want to go fast or I want to thrust slowly. Got it, bitch?"

Instead of having a downcast look, she stared up at him biting her lower lip and replied, "Yes master."

Suddenly Milano was interrupted when a door burst open and there stood his wife and his princess. He froze. He knew that this day would come but he had never expected it to be so early. 

"Baby, I-" 

She left the spot with tear filled eyes. He knew the damage was done. What he hated the most was that she left without even saying or complaining a word. He ran after her and caught hold of her. 

"Baby please listen-"

His wife turned to look at him and held his face in her small palms and kissed him on his cheek.

"I will always love you." She held up her palm and looked at him with a dead look haunting her eyes.

"But now it will be from afar."

Tears fell from his eyes. Anybody looking at them would not believe his eyes on seeing them because it was the deadliest, dark and handsome Giuseppe Milano crying his eyes out for a woman. But only the people around him knew that he would do anything for her in order to protect her; even if it was from himself.

"Baby, please." He sobbed holding his wife's legs preventing her from leaving him. That was the only thing he couldn't do. Let her get away from his grasp.

Tears had not fallen from her eyes. But suddenly he felt her weight shift and saw her lying on the ground with her hand clutching her left breast on the spot where the heart was believed to be positioned. 

"Call the f**king ambulance." He yelled as he could feel his wife's life slipping away out of her body. 

Now he sat waiting for the doctors to come out and tell him that she was ok. That the cardiac arrest was mild and that she was a fighter and she survived. He knew she had to live. Not for her but for him: for his sanity.

He saw the doctor come out of the operation theatre. He stood up quickly and asked the doctor, "Doctor what is it?"

"She.....uhm did not make it."

So a lot happened in this chapter and it is considerably long enough so that you guys won't complain ;) I hope you liked this chapter. Show your love by clicking the vote button and writing a comment below. I know this chapter has nothing close to science except the dream *winks* but I guess a little bit of drama is needed to spice up the story.