A/N: This chapter is way too long... I've been writing this story chronologically with very little planning. I only have vague ideas for the plot at this point. Some of my other stories I write a whole outline and have a much clearer idea of the plotline, but I wrote Warriors of the Dragon this way and it seemed to come to an okay conclusion, though I guess that's a whole different genre since its an epic. Hm. Anybody have any ideas? I'd love to have a reader. At this point I have pretty much no readers on any of my books- literally zero on this book. Even if you only read the first chapter, it'd be nice to know why you don't like my books. Just one comment! Pleeeeaaase :) I'm totally begging. I am such a loser... 

I couldn't ignore the jealousy when I found there was a woman standing in front of Alexi where he was still sitting on the couch facing the dance floor. Lena saw me look over and the bad idea must've shown in my eyes because she tried to hold me back. Her grip was half-hearted and she let go with a sigh. I was especially stupid when I got that drunk and didn't even plan on what to say or how to make sure the Russian who knew me didn't blow my cover in front of Alexi.

I sauntered up to them, taking a place next to the brunette who turned to me in confusion with a dash of annoyance.

"Hey, why are you wasting your time with these assholes?" I asked her after I shot a devious smile at Alexi, who looked back with cool indifference, though there was an anticipation in the air. Before the brunette could answer I leaned close to her ear. "Kiss me." I whispered seductively, seeing knowing in her eyes as she figured out my intention was to turn them all on by making out with her while they watched.

I found myself thankful that she didn't resist and her lips came to mine as I slowly and seductively kissed her back and slid my hands over her body pressing her to me. She deepened her kissing and I could tell my firm touch was turning her on more than she expected because her breathing was instantly faster and her arms curled around my neck as she arched into my grip. I was breathing heavily despite myself when we pulled apart and the look of desire in her eyes was no longer directed at Alexi and instead on me. I smiled a coy half-smile- my eyebrows were probably arched sinisterly.

"Come on, let's have some fun." I insisted with the voice of a snake as I took her hand and dragged her off before she could complain.

"What? No! I want one of them." She growled, trying to pull her hand from my death grip.

"Let them chase you. Just give them a minute to deal with their boners." I laughed over the music as I guided her over back to a smirking Lena.

"Oh, that's actually a good idea." She said as the three of us turned back to see Alexi and one of his friends stand up after whispering something to the others.

"Cort, what are you doing?" Lena whispered as the brunette seemed to have her eyes trained on Alexi and his friend as they went to the bar rather than coming straight to us.

"Kate." I corrected in a hiss. "I'm just having a little bit of fun torturing somebody." I told her, unable to stop my smirk when I saw his grey eyes scan over the crowd before burning into mine.

We were distracted by a loud group of guys with the dirtiest eyes that studied every inch of our bodies except for our faces. The brunette clung to me unexpectedly as she looked defensively back at them.

"We're lesbians." She lied, almost convincingly.

"I am too!" Lena called out in alarm as she slapped one of their hands away and moved closer to us. It took another well-timed group of girls in slutty dresses to wash them away in the crowd before the girl let go of me and laughed.

"I'm Kira." She smiled.

"Kate. This is my sister, Lisa." I lied, making Lena smile and shake Kira's hand. I felt his hand slide around me from behind and the familiar smell of him as he pressed his body against mine. I had practically melted into him when my hooded eyes landed on the drink that he hovered in front of me. I took the drink with a satisfied smile as his other hand slid around me and I felt his breath on my ear.

"You are so possessive." He whispered in Russian in my ear.

"You have no idea." I answered, trying not to sound weak in the knees in response to the sensual feel of his hands on my body and his hard arousal against my butt. I could feel the dark lust on my face as I leaned my head back on his shoulder. I could feel his abs through the thin fabric of his shirt on my bare back.

His friend looked like he was about to copy his approach on Kira when Lena caught his eye and he struggled to be as damn smooth as my secret boyfriend. He ended up spurning poor Kira for my bronze-skinned cousin and Kira looked pissed as she shoved away through the crowd.

"I'm Ferenz." He said, offering Lena the drink that was surely meant for Kira. I sipped the drink Alexi had given me after I had held the rim of the glass in my hand as was my habit. Lena took the glass in the same way I had with her hand over it as she looked over the Russian gangster with only slight distrust in her curious bright brown eyes.

"Lisa." She called as Alexi swayed with the music and I let him sway me with him, dancing against him and feeling his manhood grow harder against me. I could feel the growing ache of desire within me and struggled to keep my composure because I knew it was smarter to keep my guard up. The smart asshole had noticed what I had been drinking and had gotten me my favorite mixed drink which was practically all alcohol with very little soda.

Lena surrendered and decided to dance with the guy after furtively checking that her drink wasn't roofied using her invisible tattoo on her hand. Ferenz was not as sexy or tall as Alexi, but he had a cool attitude and I could tell he was fit even through his loose-fitting collared shirt and slightly baggy pants. He had darker skin than I thought a Russian would and I actually thought he might be French the way he moved fluidly. He danced in a conservative way but Lena was a Valenti and she let her guard down a bit as her hips swam and she wound her arms around his neck as her body moved erotically to the music.

I spun in his arms after finishing my mind-numbing drink and he looked down at me with smile pulling at his perfect lips. His eyes seemed to glow in the dim lights, that flashed across his sculpted face.

"Do you want to get out of here?" he whispered close to my ear. I barely heard him over the pounding bass and it took me even longer to make up my mind about whether I'd get in shit tons of trouble if I went with him to whatever Russian gangster infested place he was going to take me.

It only took one glance back at Lena, for her to figure out what I was considering and she detached herself from a momentarily disappointed Ferenz to step close to me.

"I know I shouldn't, but I want to..." I murmured close to her ear. I knew the two men couldn't hear us and I saw them make hopeful eye contact with each other while Lena decided.

"Me too." She giggled, biting her lip. "I'm not you though... I could get myself in serious trouble..." she whispered, telling me she was worried not about them being men, but worried about their ties with the mafia. We had both covered our tattoos, but I knew Lena wasn't as good as me at getting out of tricky situations that required a little more force and if they were to figure out who she was, it could be life-threatening for her to go with him.

"Treat it like a one-night stand and keep your phone on. I'll probably be close-by. I can track you." I insisted, seeing my words sink in as she smiled.

"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow." She squeaked with excitement quietly before holding her hand out to Ferenz. We abandoned our empty glasses as the two of them led us to the coat check and we were quick about getting our long warm jackets back and checking the pockets for our stuff. We stepped out onto the cold grey street into the surprisingly bright orange street lamps and made our way past the jealous club goers shivering in line. A few of them had their jealous eyes on Alexi as he led me down the street in just his collared black shirt. He lit a cigarette and I let him take a drag on it before I snatched it from him with a glance back at Lena as I pulled in the calming smoke. Ferenz had gotten a coat back unlike Alexi and he looked excited as he walked with arm possessively around Lena. I handed the cigarette back to Alexi after pausing for the two of them to catch up and Alexi put his arm around my waist, pressing my coat to my bare back.

It turned out they were right in the hotel next door and I was relieved when we rode up into the elevator together before we went down the same hallway and I saw Ferenz kiss Lena on the way into the room three down from the door Alexi opened for me. The familiar smell of the hotel greeted me and Alexi took his shoes off near the closet before pulling my coat off and hanging it on a hanger. There were a few suits in the closet and a few bags on the floor at the foot of the bed. I crouched to get my shoes off, but he scooped me up from behind making me laugh before he placed me on the bed with smile on my face. He smiled down at me as his sinewy strong hands started unbuckling my shoe. I watched his gentle fingers work, the tattoos showing dark against his pale knuckles and he had rings on his fingers that were dark and manly. The soft touch of his gentle fingers was relaxing. He pressed the palm of his warm hand to the cold back of my foot after both my shoes had fallen away.

I pulled my foot from his grasp and hooked my bare feet around the back of his legs to pull him closer to the bed. I sat up to unbutton his black shirt. His hand ran through my hair and I looked up at him drunkenly. There was something unfamiliarly soft in his grey eyes as he looked down at me. I had undone his shirt and my hands were like magnets to his ripped abdomen. He breathed in and shivered.

"Your hands are almost as cold as your feet." He insisted, taking both my hands in both of his. The difference between our body temperatures seemed drastic but as he leaned over and pressed his lips to mine, it seemed only my limbs were cold. He shrugged out of his shirt as he kissed me deeper. I thought it was his kiss that was making me foggy, but I remembered I'd had quite a bit to drink. I arched to press my body closer to his and he responded by pressing his hips between my legs.

"Your hands are like ice cubes." He told me as I shoved both of them in his pants on his hips and he was so warm there I practically moaned at how nice it felt. I kissed and nipped at his neck, letting my tongue squirm against his skin. His breathing came out in huffs as his hands paused in their exploration of my body. "Kate..." He murmured with desire, as I stopped kissing him and he resumed running his hands down my sides as he buried his face in my neck. He didn't see the frown that came to my face at the mention of my alias. I probably would've been better at hiding it if I hadn't been so drunk. I wanted him to say my name- my real name. My eyes went to the door as I slipped my now toasty warm hands out of his pants. The top swing lock wasn't locked. If I hadn't been so drunk, I would've noticed earlier. I pushed him off me, glancing at the intense hurt and suprise on his face before I went to the door and swung the lock and turned the dead bolt.

"I don't want your people or my people to find us." I murmured before picking my clutch off the floor and checking my phone to see I didn't have any texts. I put my phone on the table beside the bed and locked my clutch closed before putting it in the drawer. It was a habit to prevent nosy guys from stealing money or looking at my id's. I'd hear the drawer open if they tried to get my clutch.

Alexi was behind me and his fingers ran down my back making me breath out as it sent a jolt of pleasure all the way down my body especially through my pelvis when his soft touch lingered on my lower back. I unhooked the dress from around my neck and pulled it off with my underwear, letting it drop like a puddle at my feet. His hand moved from by back only to pull off his remaining clothes and then I felt his skin press against mine and his hard cock against my naked butt.

"You covered your tattoos." He stated with a note of suspicion as his hands went to my breasts and I struggled not to moan and squirm. I always felt like I was weak if I let myself get too obvious when he seemed fairly composed despite his deep breathing and very hard cock. "You know people in New York." He seemed to be asking a question and confirming his suspicion at the same time.

"They say that club is owned by the Russian mafia, you know." I said sarcastically, knowing damn well it was true. He laughed, a beautiful melodic sound and I felt the vibrations where my back was against his solar plexus. "I wasn't completely lying when I said I was from New York." I told him before his hands burned their way across my skin and made me lose my breath as desire ached up in me. His fingers went to my femininity and surely, he could tell I was thoroughly aroused especially as they slid lightly over my clit making me shiver. He guided his manhood up into me slowly from where he still stood behind me. He clutched my body to his chiseled abdomen even though I felt like I wanted to flop forward on the bed. He moved his body slowly and with restricted movements. I let out a shaky breath as I squirmed against him, rotating my hips as I willed him to deepen and quicken his movements. I could feel his body trembling like he was holding himself back with effort. He let my upper body go as his hands moved down to my hips as if he was trying to control my erratic movements. I stretched forward, putting my hands on the bed and arching my back to open my legs for him and press his manhood deeper into me.

"Aww." I huffed as he held back a moan that came out as a breath between his teeth. His next movements were deeper and faster, making my voice go high as I squeaked unintentionally at how intense the pleasure was as his penis hit my g-spot a few times in a row. He rolled his hips as he leaned over my back as his hands seemed to be steadying me against his increasingly strong humping.

"Unh-mmph." He made sexy noises as he fucked me like an animal.

"Aw-unh! Alexi." I cried as I gripped the bedding in my fists as my inner muscles quivered as an orgasm threatened. He responded by pulling completely out of me to my absolute annoyance. I made a growling sound from the back of my throat, making him utter a deep chuckle as he pulled me onto my back before positioning me further across the center of the king bed. He had a half-smile on his handsome face and I had an accusing look on my face as he climbed over me to put his tongue between my open lips, flicking it at my teeth before his lips rubbed against mine. I kissed him back with my tongue persuasively pushing into his mouth as I stifled my heavy breathing and slid my hands over the nape of his neck and his strong shoulder. I clutched his hair, pulling slightly and he moaned softly through our kiss. My hips lurched when I felt his hot manhood on my skin between the inside of my thigh near my hip. He chuckled again, knowing that he was driving me absolutely crazy with lust.

"Alexi." I growled through a tense breath as I twisted to press my clit to his cock. "Fuck me." I pleaded, making him smile against my neck. I reached down to slide my hand up his cock and felt his hips twitch and his muscles tremble like he was holding himself back. I guided his tip into me.

"Ahh-oh." He moaned as he slid into me and his hips bucked as he lost his resolve at the feel of my slick, hot vagina. He picked up a perfect pace as he drove us both to the brink.

"Unhh!" I whimpered as I dug my nails into his back and our breathing was loud and in synch as he thrust strongly and deeply into me filling me with a heated pleasure. I guessed he could feel my muscles press against his cock as I started to finish because he paused with his cock deep in me and pulled out slowly prolonging his contact with my g-spot right as I was about to cum. He thrust all the way back in and I anticipated his cock hitting my g-spot. My orgasm shook me when it finally did. He was tense as he humped slowly a few times prolonging my orgasm before he throbbed and ejaculated with a low groan.

His body seemed to relax as I tried to catch my breath and he let his forehead touch mine as I closed my eyes and savored the pleasure still fading from my body and the satisfaction that replaced it.

*

I woke up from the need to pee with a sour feeling in my stomach and the start of a headache. It was dark in the room and I was confused as I turned to the clock to see that it was still only 3 AM. When I tried to extricate myself from his arms, he pulled me back down.

"Don't leave." He begged half-asleep.

"I just need to pee." I assured him, as I peeled his hands off my damp skin and got out of the bed. His eyes had opened just a sliver and they watched me as I went around the bed and grabbed my phone so he couldn't look through it while I was in the bathroom. I plopped down on the toilet and unlocked my phone screen. I heard him sigh as he must've laid back in bed. Lena hadn't texted me and I was only slightly worried about her. I could hear a few heavy doors close in the hallway with loud annoying thuds and I tried to convince my paranoid mind to stop picturing Russians dragging my cousin out of bed to take her hostage.

I drank a glass of water from the tap as the toilet flushed and washed my hands and my face. I smelled terrible from the strong alcohol leaking from my pores and if I wasn't so tired, I'd have taken a shower. Though, I also thought about him going through my clutch while I was in the shower. I saw the suspicious look on his tired face as I took my phone. It was a dead give away that I didn't exactly trust him, but as I made my way back to bed, he was asleep. I put my phone down on the nightstand beside me before climbing into bed and pulling myself closer to him. I slid my arm across his abdomen and his came around me as my head fell onto his shoulder.

*

I woke up against his tattooed chest with his arms around me and my thigh between his.

"Good morning." He said hoarsely as he relinquished me to lay back with his hands running over his face.

"Ugh, I'm going to be hungover." I groaned, taking a deep breath as I sat up with a sloshing head and a sour stomach.

"Me too. Do you want to get breakfast?" he asked, looking up at me with hooded grey eyes. Yes...

"I need a shower and a change of clothes." I answered, stubbornly. I could see the disappointment on his face.

"You could shower here. We could get room service..." he suggested, making me smile mysteriously. I knew I couldn't because I had nothing to cover my tattoo if I took him up on that offer and I wanted to get Lena out anyway. His lips pursed and eyebrows pressed down as he no doubt realized my smile was a 'no'. I would've kissed him if I didn't have awful breath. Instead, I ran my fingers down the side of his face and looked into his eyes with yearning to stay with him. It did soften his expression, but he still looked enormously disappointed.

"Maybe we can meet somewhere?" I asked.

"Yeah, okay..." he relented. I got up and grabbed my phone to check that no one had texted me and it was 8:30. I slipped on my underwear and my dress before going to the bathroom to get some more water to hopefully stave off a full-fledged hangover. He wandered into the bathroom, still so naked and I couldn't help my eyes running over his impressive body as he went to the toilet. The long lines of his tall, trim, muscular body were so alluring. I was embarrassed I actually felt turned on at the sight of him peeing and he caught me looking as he finished. I was leaned back against the counter and he turned to me with a raised eyebrow. I smiled back and averted my eyes.

I went out to the room as he washed his hands and gathered my clutch and put on my shoes. He still looked unhappy about me leaving and pulled me into a hug before I could get to my coat.

"I don't have your number, Kate." He told me in a dark voice as my forehead fell to his chest and my heart palpitated at the pain of leaving him. My arms went around his abdomen and I tightened my grip on his bare body as we stood still for a few long moments of comfort.

"Give me yours." I insisted, pulling away from him to open a new contact and type in his first name. He held his hand out and I smiled coyly. He looked unimpressed, but obediently spat out his New York number so I could type it in. "I'll text you." I laughed, before pulling my coat on and then slipping out into the hallway after a quick check to see nobody out there.

I knocked on the door that Lena had gone in the night before with my nerves flaring up as my mind still worried about her whereabouts and all the awful things that could've happened. I trusted her not to have slipped up and told the random gang member her or my identity, but I was still worried about who might recognize us if they caught us in the hotel. How many Russians were with them? Adrian Morozov would recognize me right away and even one of the guys last night had come close to recognizing me. My knock was the one we used to tell our family that it was us- two slow knocks followed by two quicker knocks.

The door opened slowly and Lena's tired face pulled into a slight smile. She had pulled her dress on and I could tell she had rushed because she pulled her deep brown hair from under the straps as she let me step in.

"Leaving already?" Ferenz asked from the bed with a smile in his voice.

"You can join us for breakfast. We just need to run home to shower and change." I called softly, seeing the excitement in Lena's eyes tinged with slight anxiety. She covered it with a smile as she grabbed her coat and her clutch that had been strewn across one of the chairs.

"I need a shower so bad." Lena agreed as she pulled her coat on and then looked back at Ferenz as he stood up from the bed in only his red boxer briefs. Like Alexi he had a slim, muscular build with tight abs, but unlike Alexi he didn't have quite as many tattoos and his skin was a darker tan. I tried not to let my eyes go to the Morozov tattoo over his heart, but his eyes were focused on Lena.

"I hope I get to see you again." He murmured, sounding so sincere and affectionate. It wasn't the voice I expected from a Russian mafia member. She tilted her head with a smile.

"You can buy me breakfast." She joked, making him grin.

"I will." He promised.

*

We escaped the hotel unseen and hailed the nearest taxi before sliding into the backseat together.

"Did you have a good night?" Lena asked with a giggle.

"So good. Did you?" I answered, as the taxi driver peered at us in interest using the rearview mirror before focusing back on the road.

"Yeah." Lena smirked, running her fingers through her long hair. She waited until we pulled up to our building and got out of the taxi before asking, "He doesn't know, does he?"

"No. We'll have to be careful to avoid questions during breakfast." I said as we walked through the glass doors and I looked back to make sure nobody had followed us from the hotel. I had kept an eye out while we were in the taxi, but the New York traffic was heavy and there were some luxury cars behind us most of the way, but when we pulled off, they continued in traffic and I only saw normal-looking business people behind the wheels, who weren't watching us enter the building.

"Doing the walk of shame?" the boy at the front desk called, jokingly. The people in the seating area near the lobby all looked over at us with curiosity and judgement.

"More like the walk of victory!" Lena called back, making him laugh as we made our way to the elevator.

*

"Should I have them come to our side of town or should we hope we're under the radar and go to their territory?" I asked from where I sat on the bed after showering and changing. She stepped out of the shower with a towel wrapped around her and I could tell that she had heard my question because she looked like she was deliberating. I had a map pulled up on my phone and was looking for a neutral location, not too close to their hotel and not close to where we were living. I didn't want to take a chance running into Adrian or someone who knew me and it was harder than you'd think in the crowded city.

"Pick neutral territory." Lena said eventually.

"Yeah, okay. Do you want to go to a diner or like a fancy brunch place?"

"Uhm, I actually want to go to a diner." I laughed in surprise at her admission. "I know- not like me at all." She agreed.

*

Alexi had answered right away, telling me he had been waiting on me to text. When we approached them on our sneaker heals, I caught their conversation.

"Honestly, though, that was the best sex I've ever had. There's fire in that girl." Ferenz was telling Alexi. Alexi just laughed and Lena shot me a smirk, telling me she had heard it too.

"Hi." I called sweetly, making Ferenz straighten up and Alexi almost flinch.

"You're so friggin' quiet." Alexi muttered, pulling me into a hug. He smelled so good. He had definitely showered and his cologne filled my senses. Lena exchanged a friendly hug with Ferenz and he was quiet like he was embarrassed that we caught what he said as Alexi led us into the diner.

All four of us ordered big breakfasts and we had all scanned through each of the people in the diner the same way. Clearly, we were all worried about being seen. We were quiet since I guessed our brains were all working on profiling each of the patrons and then Ferenz broke the ice.

"So, you're sisters? Are you from New York?" he asked conversationally. Alexi's eyes slid to me in time with Lena's.

"Lisa and I are cousins, but we grew up together, so we're more like sisters." I answered truthfully, subtly reminding Lena to use my alias.

"Are you both from New York?" Lena asked them. Ferenz looked at Alexi who was quieter than I thought he should be.

"I'm from Quebec, but Alexi's from New York, right?"

"Yeah." Alexi shrugged.

"What do you girls do for fun?" Ferenz asked with a friendly, but awkward grin.

"We..." Lena struggled to come up with an answer so I swooped in.

"We play soccer and beach volleyball." I explained, seeing a smirk on Alexi's face. "You're totally picturing me in a bathing suit." I accused, elbowing him in the ribs where he was close beside me in the booth. He laughed.

"Here we are!" the waitress chimed with three plates balanced on her arms as another girl followed with the last plate. I was impressed she remembered what each of us ordered without batting an eye and I was nervous when the separated plate was mine. I almost scowled at my food since I was starving and now, I was nervous to eat which was making the slight nausea in my stomach exponentially worse at the thought of them having poisoned my food. It was unlikely, I told myself. They'd have to know which diner I'd pick and station someone there and I had my tattoo covered in both make-up and a long-sleeve shirt.

"What do you guys do for fun?" I probed, trying to distract them from the fact that unlike them I hadn't taken a bite. Neither had Lena. She too, remembered vividly my mother's devastating death. Surprisingly, it hadn't been the Lucianos who were responsible even though they were our biggest adversaries. It was a Mexican gang that we had since destroyed. There were only a few members that were still in hiding, but the leader and ones directly responsible had all been tortured and killed.

"We play hockey." Ferenz offered.

"I do MMA." Alexi told us, making me smile.

"Oh, I'd love to see that." I bit my lip as I pictured him shirtless with some silk shorts.

"I'm surprised. Most girls think it's too violent." Ferenz commented, making me utter a dark laugh. Lena had smirked too.

Eventually, when there was no sign of poison I ate slowly and carefully and the conversation turned down a benign path about MMA and other martial arts. Lena, like me had been trained extensively in jiujitsu. I also learned kick-boxing and my brothers had taught us bits and pieces of other fighting styles, but Lena was much more of a lover than a fighter. It seemed like Ferenz was the same way. He was watching her with a smile on his face and a dreamy look in his eyes. I wondered if Lena was as taken by him as he was by her.

Alexi's phone was the first to end our breakfast. He looked down at it and sighed.

"We have to go." He said in his deep voice. Ferenz looked serious in an instant and he nodded. Lena slid out of his way and I ached as Alexi stood up out of the booth, leaving me cold where his body had been pressed against mine. I slid to the end of the booth and before I could stand up to embrace him, he leaned down with his arms on either side of me and his face dipped close to mine. I laughed in delight as I pressed my lips to his. My hands were on either side of his handsome face and his kiss was restricted in the presence of the others but I still reveled in the softness of his lips and the way they fit so perfectly against mine. He pulled away as his phone buzzed again, but pressed another kiss to my cheek. He must've seen the disappointment in my expression. Lena had stood up and to my surprise they weren't watching us like I thought. Ferenz had hugged her to him before they exchanged a passionate kiss, her tongue in his mouth and his breathing loud as he opened his mouth to hers.

"Come on." Alexi insisted to Ferenz, giving him a pat on his shoulder as Lena pulled away with a sexy look on her face. She smiled and bit her lip as Ferenz seemed torn about leaving and Alexi pulled him out before taking a call.

Lena sat down and showed me the wad of cash in her hand, when another couple of twenties on the table caught my eye. It was left right where Alexi's hand had been and I raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, what gentlemen." I crooned.

"Cort, I've never seen you look at anyone the way you look at him." She murmured, with awe tinged with a little bit of concern in her quiet voice and reflected on her face. I looked back at her seriously and knew she was right.

"It's just hormones." I proposed.

"No, I've seen you with all your exes. It's more than that." She argued.

"Do you like Ferenz? You think you'll ever see him again?" I changed the subject.

"Don't use your tactics on me. You can't just change the subject." She growled stubbornly, making me smile sheepishly as she caught me.

"You forget. I'm sixteen. It could just be some embarrassing crush." I told her, feeling stress come over me as I ran my fingers through my hair and looked down at the table.

"You're more mature than a normal sixteen-year-old and age doesn't change the fact that you have feelings for him."

"Feelings..." I grumbled.

"And yeah, I like Ferenz, but what would Capo say? It's bad enough you're in deep with a Morozov. I didn't even give him my number and trust me he asked." She laughed.

"I think he has feelings for you." I joked, making her smirk.

"What guy doesn't?" she asked cockily, swiping her long hair over her shoulder. "Once you get a taste of our fire, it's hard to go back to regular girls." We both shared an identical laugh.