BLADE: The villains also love (English verson) (Duology of criminals Book 1)

by Mari Sillva

  - The first step never lowers the guard to the target and keep the arms well stretched, holding the gun firmly. Arrange the posture and leave one foot about twenty centimeters higher back slightly to serve as a shock absorber for the impact when pulling the trigger, -explained Blade in detail.

  - Right? I think I'm doing well, -Jesse commented, every bit like a hook. Looking like the Hunchback of Notre Dame. The thug sighed nervously, walking up to her lining his body behind hers, glued. The young woman shivered with the close contact, a shiver ran up the back of her neck to her cheeks, which flushed with her libido screaming in ecstasy.

  -Cold, investigator? - Blade asked in a hoarse, incredibly sexy voice, reaching her mouth at the young woman's ear.

  -A little ... -Jesse replied, stammering.

  -Funny, the climate in this country is naturally hot, very hot, - Blade said, moving closer and closer as if they were one. Jesse wondered if what was nudging her butt was a gun or if he was "armed."

  -I'm cold, - she lied, and he knew it.

  Jesse could feel the cynical smile on his face he liked to know that her body reacted to his touch. As revenge, she wiggled herself rubbing his "weapon", the bastard pulled her by the waist even closer, so Jesse noticed that he was, indeed, armed withn a bullet point.

  -Stop distracting me, rub that ass on me is not helping, - Blade mumbled amused.

  -You've been distracting me since I arrived. An eye for an eye . - Tipped her ass back, making him moan with pleasure.

  So she was not even as holy as she looked, she knew how to tease and very well.

  - OK! I got the message, now let's focus on it. Keep looking forward, how will you hit a target you do not see it?

  He lifted Jesse's head to look at a paper doll a few feet away from her. She, like him, was wearing plastic glasses to protect her eyes and headphones to protect from the noise of gunfire.

  -Now set your posture and try to relax, you're very tense. He seized the girl's curves as if he were holding a violin. - Now let your arms erect upright and hold firmly.

  The word "erect" brought illicit thoughts into Jesse's mind again. He seemed to be doing it on purpose with her, and he was. Not knowing that there were worse things in him, worthy of a well-given slap. Bandits play low, and Blade was the best at it.

  -I do not think I was born to do that, Blade, I'm too clumsy. - The researcher was discouraged, she was very nervous about his camouflaged onslaughts, an unusual heat.

  -Something tells me that you're a quick learning investigator, let's do it until you get the hang of it. - Then it will slip through your hands naturally, to the point of tearing me even with your eyes closed.

  It was incredible how everything he said made her think about sex, and she could hardly imagine what the word meant. Definitely not! He was not talking about the gun.

  -Do you really believe me, Blade? - Jesse asked uncertainly shrugging her shoulders, as she always did when he wanted to hide.

  -You can do anything, Jesse you just have to believe it. - Carter sighed, almost having her first orgasm just to hear her name in that thick, erotic, sexy voice.

  - Thanks! - The young woman thanked him by smiling confidently at him, took a deep breath and fired.

  For the first time in her life, Jesse Carter hit the target in the middle. She had to close your eyes and open it twice to make sure it was true.

  - I hit it! I hit it. - She jumped up and down like a madwoman who had just run away from the insane ashamed of showing how happy she was. She hold a gentleman who was passing by and kissed his face, which was left infected by her joy. Then she began to do a strange victory dance. She had always been a smart girl, she just needed someone to believe her, Blade though.

  Blade was leaning against the wall looking at Jesse in his small surge of happiness, his arms crossed completely mesmerized with that charming and entrancing scene.

  They spent the whole day at the shooting club after Jesse hit the first shot he did not want to stop training. After they had lunch in the food court, the young woman spoke of nothing else than how happy she had learned to shoot. He continued training in the afternoon while Maldonado made some important calls from afar, without taking his eyes off her.

  -So, did you like our first date? - Blade asked looking out of the corner of her eye as they reached the door of her room in the hotel. Jesse had left the club jumping like Little Red Riding Hood with his basket through the forest. It was already night when he got her out of there. For she would spend the rest of the night there, but unfortunately they could not, they had to wake up early to put into action what they had really come to do in Tijuana: invade the hiding place of Carlo Castelli's son.

  - Thank you! Today was the happiest day of my life, especially since I was with you, -Jesse replied, glowing like a shooting star, the brightness was the same. It was so easy to make her happy she is one of those who still falls in love with flowers and letters.

  -Same, - Maldonado exclaimed quietly, but not enough so that Jesse would not hear and smiled at his statement.

  -Good evening, Blade, I'll dream about you! –Actually, she wanted to have it completed, - do not go without first giving me my second kiss, but she was afraid he'd be offered it again.

  -Good evening, and try to dream good things, not me.

  Blade touched her lips to hers for a few seconds, holding her face in his hands. Something so natural and familiar that he left without noticing the deep impact that that little gesture meant to her, wanted to have kissed her like the last time, but he did not want to force the bar. Jesse closed the door behind her with his eyes closed, his hands on his chest, his heart pounding with passion. But happiness lasted only a short time, unfortunately. The first different thing he noticed in the room was a white sheet on the bed writing a scrap of magazine lettering, on it was a blood-red rose.

  How was the pigeon, walk? I know who you are, Jesse Carter, now imagine how Blade will stay when he realizes you are the daughter of the man who took part in the ambush that sent his parents to hell? But do not worry because your secret is kept with me for now. As I have a good heart, I also left some presents in your little boy's room, including a file with all the names of the policemen involved in the ambush, and guess what is the first one on the list? Major Will Carter, say goodbye to your dad. By now I am far away without leaving my trail behind, I have destroyed my hiding place in a thousand pieces, just as I will do with the last Maldonado and everything that is important to him.

  Ass. Matteo C.

  Ps .: Son of Carlo Castelli.

  Jesse was shaking all over holding that sheet, in a breaker she came around and ran as fast as she could to the Blade's room. She stopped when she reached the door and saw him sitting on the floor with his hands on his face in shock, totally disturbed. The walls were filled with photos glued to the moment the parents were detained in the ambush, then bandaged and placed on their knees, and kissing minutes before being killed, shattered by shots. There were so many police firing at the same time that the coroner probably should not have been able to tell exactly how many shots were fired, they seemed to be in a war fighting over the country. And the worst, even younger, Jesse perfectly recognized the father among the shooters with a wicked smile on his face, as if he was proud to be participating in it. Now it was fact! The major had even participated in the cowardly Maldonado murder. The police force on duty that day had distorted the facts by saying they were killed because they reacted. All lie to gain fame of heroes upon the death of two people who should have been arrested and properly judged for their crimes.

  -Please hug me, - Blade pleaded.

  Red-eyed, as soon as he noticed her presence in the room, he opened his arms so that Jesse nestled inside them. The pain was too great. She rushed over to him and answered his request, wetting the bandit's chest with the tears that fell in silence without stopping. The last Maldonado did not cry, just hugged her as hard as he could, staring at the envelope on the bed with the names of the cops involved in
vengeance. Only what he did not know was that the only person who would be able to comfort him at that moment was the daughter of one of them.

  Chapter 18

  When a man loves a woman... Jesse wept in the arms of the last of the Maldonado until he fell asleep, himself, even with his heart in tatters did not even tear. And that was really worrying, after all those who do not show the pain are the ones who feel it the most. Blade was looking at Jesse sleeping soundly, thinking about what Julius had said about God sending an angel to bring light to his dark life, a miracle. She was so small and fragile, but she had an overwhelming and overwhelming weight on him and it frightened him greatly. Jesse represented the word sensitive in all senses, from the low physical stature and the delicate features to the personality of a teenager in high school, especially the pure heart of a child. But at the same time she was sexy, the way she was, but it was irresistible at times. Once upon a time, the terrible thug would have taken that list containing the murderers of his parents and eliminated them all in a fraction of a second, but for an hour Blade did not care where he was at that moment, as long as he was with her in his arms. Jesse seemed to make everything easier and more bearable. Sleeping like this, so calm, he seemed, in fact, an angel. It was like hell's encounter with heaven.

  - Hi! - Jesse said as he woke up sleepily, slowly opening and closing his eyes with his long lashes. She was numb, feeling the tip of Blade's forefinger go around the delicate features of her face, just as she had done the night she was raving with fever.

  -You frighten me too much, Jesse, - Blade said, looking deep into her eyes.

  At the moment, he skirted the apple's thick lips, the forbidden fruit. He saw it as something he wanted, but he could not have.

  -That does not make sense, Blade. You can destroy me with a breath if you want, in the blink of an eye. Most people find me dumb, and clumsy. -Carter wriggled lazily into his strong arms, full of tattoos, as well as the shirtless, masculine breastplate that held her firmly.

  -Show them you are not. Lots have tried to kill me and put me under seven feet of the earth. But the only one who can kill me, this is you, investigator. Blade's eyes hovered over the young woman's mouth, who chewed her lips involuntarily for a kiss.

  - What do you mean by that? - Jesse asked, frowning, confused.

  -What did I say about asking more questions, little one? - His tone was not angry or threatening.

  - That would shut me up. -But Jesse was frightened anyway she never knew what the man was thinking. As instinct she shrank to protect herself from him.

  -And that's what I'm going to do right now.

  Then Blade kissed her, not like the first time. It was hotter, full of passion. He could feel the sweetness of Jesse, at the same time it was hot and intense. The young woman almost died when Blade cut off the kiss to look at her, drunk with pleasure.

  -Can´t take my hands off you, I think you've bewitched me, - the bandit said truthfully.

  -Then do not take them off. - Her voice came out sexy and inviting.

  -Do not tease me, little one! - He murmured those words with his mouth against her skin, his beard tickling for a few days.

  Blade went down her throat and kissed the hollow of her collarbone, and she arched back wanting him to continue. And the bandit continued the way slowly kissing the V formed by her breasts, Jesse was about to go crazy at any moment.

  - Oh! Blade, do not stop, -she begged.

  -I want to taste you whole, slowly. - He laid a kiss on her left breast, his beak hard under the thin fabric of her dress. -But not here, not now. - He hugged her, hiding his face in the curve of her neck under a mound of rebellious curls. Jesse got the message and gave a way to solve the problem.

  -Close your eyes dear, I do not want you to suffer anymore. -Jesse asked softly, putting his hand on Blade's face, caressing it with affection. He closed his eyes tightly, feeling his heart tighten more and more inside his chest.

  Jesse jumped up and began to remove those horrible photographs from the wall holding the tip to protect the fingerprints he could have on them, put them inside the envelope along with the names of the corrupt police, one by one. Pulling forces she did not know how suffering it would be if were her mother who had been cowardly murdered.

  - You can open it now.

  When Blade opened his eyes he found Jesse on his knees before him with a sweet smile on his face and eyes full of love. It was obvious that they belonged to different worlds, perhaps it was the pain and it cured her. Two crooked paths that met by chance or by divine intervention. At that moment he realized that they had to stop there while it would still be easy. But the truth was that Blade had the feeling that it was late, had been into a blind knot.

  - Hi! Said Blade, looking half-pissed, - he was the most charming being he'd ever seen.

  How did she do that? To make the pain go away with a smile, he could no longer remember why he was nervous, he thought.

  - Let's go home now? We lost the battle, but not the war. -Her voice was confident, so much so that it infected even one who never hoped for anything in life. Blade always hoped for the worst.

  When they reached Blade's house, they were all sitting in the living room waiting for them even a very pretty woman who did not look too weird to Jesse, sitting on the couch next to Bobbi and Julius. Li was sitting on the floor and Stephen stood with his arms folded by the window.

  The stranger wore an exaggeratedly short, shock-pink dress, not that Jesse had any prejudices about it, with beautiful legs like that, she had to show herself, she thought… The worst was when the woman opened a huge smile at the sight of Blade, rose and came rolling with a huge ass and large breasts still exploding out of the neckline. She was a brunette, at least fifteen inches taller than Jesse, long straight hair just below her waist and blue eyes the color of the sea, a very well-made peach skin. Now the investigator remembered her, it was the same woman who made the scandal in the apartment to distract the police while Carter took the case from the Maldonado case.

  -How long ,big tiger, I miss you. - The woman greeted Blade with a kiss on her mouth, just a littke kiss, but enough to make her jealous.

  To Jesse's surprise, he did not push her away or stop her from touching him as he most often did with her instead he let himself be kissed regardless of who he was seeing. That was what hurt her the most, very much. Blade said he was not kidding her, but by the way, it was all the time.

  - How's it going, Sara? I missed you too.

  What? Besides kissing her was being polite to her too, that was the last straw for Jesse. The researcher became so nervous that she wanted to tear out his eyes and blind him, forever.

  -And who is she? - The other man's sucking vampire asked pointing to Jesse and peering up at her curiously.

  I'm almost his girlfriend, so stay away from him.

  -Only one acquaintance is helping us in this case.

  Jesse rolled his eyes at him like an arrow, what do you mean, just a name? He had been playing with her all along, used it when he needed it, and now that something had arrived he was discarding it.

  -I'm Sara you must be Jesse, the messy cop. The boys told me so much about you, including Julius. - The investigator looked at the Mexican who said -relax, she's cool, - so Carter took her hand and tried to be as educated as possible.

  -Nice to meet you, Sara, and yes, I'm the messy cop and a big jerk who insists on believing in people. - He smiled yellow, trying to contain his anger.

  - Well they told me that you are funny, I love people with a sense of humor, I have seen that we will get along very well. -Time or other Blade was looking over Jesse, did not understand why he was being so dry with Sara, who was being so nice to her.

  -Let's go, we have the same taste for some stuff, too, -Jesse joked, winning a disapproving look at Blade.

  Besides being an asshole, he was cynical as well. She was so angry, she wanted to tear every strand of Sara's beautiful, silky hair and make her bald. Why did she have to be so perfec
t and tall, and balance so well over those murderous heels, exhibiting that perfect body?

  -Good evening, brother, I missed you. - Bobbi came to his brother and hugged him. But this time he had a surprise, Blade would match the hug wrapping her arms around his youngest hand, stroking the boy's light brown hair affectionately.

  -Me too, Mascot, you've grown up this weekend. -If Jesse had not been so angry with Blade, he would have laughed the way he treated his brother like a baby no wonder Bobbi had not become a spoiled boy.

  - I love you so much Blade, you and my brothers are my life!