The Agent’s Badboy

“Your old man would be disappointed in you,” Nestor said as he struggled with his words, he could barely stand from the last punch that Darko gave him.

Yegor was puffing out his cigar, he was sitting back as he watches Nail take over for Darko who then joined him to his side.

The infamous druglord poured his brother another shot of vodka and they both drink it down in one gulp.

The old man looked battered from their punches already, but Yegor was not done with him. He wanted Darko to unleash his vengeance too and The underboss wanted the old man to suffer at least still grasping for his last breath when he remembered that he slapped his daughter and treated her like trash.

The three of them stayed until the old man draw his last breath while coughing blood, then they let Nail take care of his corpse while they both get in the car and drive back to their woman.

The tough-looking mob boss knows exactly what he would be facing and he was right. Karla looked pissed when he arrived, she still has sleepy eyes but her stares were not at all comforting for him to see.

“Should I be worried for my life right now?”

“You’re gone, you’re supposed to hold me while I sleep yet you put pillows for me to cuddle.” She squinted her eyes and leave him to go to the bathroom.

“I was handling Nestor, it’s done,” Yegor said when she was back from the bathroom moments later.

“What do you mean done? is he dead?” she looked at him in pure hatred and he smirked knowing she wanted a piece of the action. Though he loves her for her fierceness, but he was not letting her have a piece of her vengeance just because he wanted to protect her that bad. And the chauvinist man inside him wanted to be the one who takes care of her problems.

“He passed in a tragic accident, they say he’s no longer recognizable,” he shrugged knowing he couldn’t divulge any incriminating information against himself.

“… but enough about him.” He put his arms around her body, she tried to get away but he was not letting her.

“And to honor his death, why don’t we go out for dinner? go get dressed up and give me the pleasure to treat you to a romantic date.” He holds her cheek and tits her to face him. He kissed her lips softly while her hands were to his chest, trying to hold him back as if she was still upset with him.

“I thought you’re bored? so, how about it… it’s been a while for us?” his thumb caresses her slender neck while his lips tease hers until she finally gave up and kissed him back.

“It’s been too long since I get a chance to wear my heels and dressed up,” she smiled sweetly at him, a bit too sweet for his taste but he tried not to overthink about everything. He kissed her one last time before he told her to go get ready because he needed to talk to Darko and Nail about work.

Yegor barely got time to change his clothes when he finally finished with his men. He sees Karla who was looking polished and sexy in her evening wear. Her backless dress showed that she was not wearing any bra and he sighed when he thought maybe he should just give in to his urges and have their dinner date tomorrow.

She was finishing up on her hair, she knows he loves her naked shoulder, and every time she put her hair in a high ponytail he would grab it when they have sex and the thought itself was making her bite her lip when she looked at him from the mirror’s reflection.

It has been a while and she misses him.

“You look very edible right now, I’m having second thoughts about going out.”

“You don’t look too bad yourself.” She looked at him from the mirror and her heart fluttered when she saw him kiss her bare shoulder. But she was not ready when his hand reaches to his pants pocket and pulled out the simplest diamond necklace choker, it was her just taste and it matches her black body-hugging knee-length dress perfectly.

“I don’t like you buying me stuff.” She stated but caresses the thin yet beautiful single strand of clear diamonds around her neck. He put her ponytail aside and kissed the back of her neck while whispering that she made those diamonds sparkle.

The agent blushed nervously, they have been bickering a lot in the last few days that his compliment flattered her and made her all squishy on the inside.

They arrived at the rooftop restaurant an hour later, it was closed for their private dinner and she knows exactly why. Being with the most wanted criminal in the country she wouldn’t be able to date him in public.

He took her arm in his as they followed the waiter and let the man usher them to the beautifully set up two-seater table overlooking the magnificent evening cityscape.

“This is nice, thank you.” She couldn’t remember when was the last time they both went out on a date, years of knowing him they never had an intimate dinner setting such as that moment.

“No, thank you for being here with me.” His words were smooth and he added his seduction by taking her hand and kissing her knuckles softly.

“Well, you’re certainly taking the ode to Nestor dinner one step further.”

“I’m thankful you’re alive, you don’t know how scared I was when I thought that I was going to lose you.”

He paused his words when the waiter came and brought their wine, he had ordered her favorites before they came and she was amazed that he had remembered them.

The menu for the main course was from the first year that they met. He told her that he remembered how her hand holds her knife and slowly carved the meat as if she was going to cut his flesh.

“Oh my god! I really wanted to kill you back then for… damn, I couldn’t even remember why I was so pissed at you.”

They both laughed and started to dine on their menu.

“I do have that kind of effect on people, and somehow I get on your nerves the most.” He smirked and cuts another slice of his medium-rare juicy sirloin.

Dinner went by easily and they were dancing to the slow musical background when Karla told her mob boss that she was still not happy that she didn’t get to say goodbye to Nestor.

His hand rubs her naked back while he smiles at her subtle way of telling him that Karla was upset that she didn’t get to torture the old man.

“Let me make it up to you?” he kissed her cheek chastely.

“I thought this was it?” she gestured at her surrounding then touches her diamond necklace.

“… though I’m impressed but I still feel…”

She didn’t get to finish her words when he reaches a small velvet box from his pocket. Karla shook her head, but he ignored her and kneel. The agent’s bad boy took her hand while she was looking at him with her glassy eyes.

“Karla, my beautiful fierce and feisty agent, days ago I had gone crazy thinking that I might lose you, that you might die on me. But today I’m grateful that you’re here, that we love each other and that I know no other person would dare to kidnap you ever again.”

He paused to kiss her knuckles and continue his proposal.

“… Karla, what I’m saying is… I love you, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me and be my wife? we can be the boring old couple…”This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

She smiled nervously and but let him continue his words.

“… who’d reminisce about the hot sex that we used to have and I would remind you about how you enticed me with a conjugal visit just so you could arrest me,” he paused to look at her, then carry on to finish his sentence.

“… and how I enjoyed being cuffed to the bed but not behind bars.”

She took a deep breath as he lists her previous words, trying not to get too sappy from his proposal.

And Karla fails when she lets her happy tears fall, she would never imagine that she would even consider his proposal. But after what the old man Kuznetsova did to her, she knows nothing matters anymore, not when she had been so close to death. Karla wanted no one else but her bad boy who was kneeling in front of her.

“So, would you? be my wife?”

She didn’t know how she was going to make it work, but she knew that she loves him and she wanted him to be hers. And he couldn’t believe his eyes when she nodded her head and let him put the big ass diamond ring on her finger. He stood up and kissed her deeply, sensually slow while whispering his thank you and stating his love for her.