This is a story with a female Alex, I'm only fourteen and English isn't my first language so I will do my best. It will be a Yassen/Alex story with a lot of romance and lust in it so if you don't like it, well that's your problem.

I have made this story a bit of my own so I'm going to tell you a little bit of the main things. Alex is 15 years old, she has done the Stormbreaker-mission like in the movie. She has long blonde hair and looks very pretty. Yassen is about 27 years old and is fair-haired. He works as an assassin. How they get together I will tell you and how their story ends.

The rate might go up to M later in the story.

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I run down the stairs and sprint across the empty building. I think I've made it. But then I hear the alarm starts ringing and I swear loudly. Looking round me I search desperately for an escape, but I can't find anything that might help me.

Suddenly, a man grabs my waist from behind and puts a hand over my mouth before I can make a sound. As I realise there seems to be no way out of this, a sense of horror settles upon me. This is how I am going to die. The man drags me into the shadows behind a tank filled with poison. He holds his hand over both my mouth and nose and my lungs are desperately screaming for oxygen but the man doesn't release his grip. Gradually, my vision becomes blurry and slowly fades to black.

20 minutes later

I wake up in a speeding car, disorientated and confused until I remember what happened. I am in the backseat of a luxurious Mercedes and I try to sit up. As I start to try and move a gun is suddenly pointed between my eyes and I freeze.

I can only see the hand on the gun, and I have my eyes focused on the finger resting on the trigger.

''Sit absolutely still.'' A voice I recognise says in a cool tone.

''It's you!'' I hiss and suddenly feel anger rush through my body as I realise that the man who I think has saved me is the one who killed my uncle. The man who has actually helped me before. But that doesn't change the fact that he is still my enemy.

''Wait until I've gotten some space between us and our common enemies before you remind me that you are going to kill me,', Yassen Gregorovich says in a slightly amused tone.

I can see the icy blue eyes in the rearview mirror and there is a trace of humour in them for a faint second before they become cold and emotionless again. I can't come up with something to say that doesn't involve killing him, so I shut up and the gun that he has pressed against my forehead disappears. We sit in silence for about 15 more minutes before we reach a town. I have no idea where I am since I was unconscious when I was transported out of the warehouse. The car stops outside a building that looks like a hotel.

"You do exactly as I tell you and play along or you'll regret it," Yassen tells me in a serious, but still slightly amused, tone.

I hear his car door open and a few seconds later he opens mine. I can now get a proper look at him and it seems he hasn't changed much since I last saw him a year ago. I can feel his gaze examine my body and I feel a blush on my cheeks as I realise that all I'm wearing is a pair of short jeans shorts and a ripped and bloody T-shirt that reveals a lot of skin. I decide to play cool and try to meet his gaze, but feel shocked as I think I see a shadow of desire in his eyes. But then he blinks and the moment is gone. He takes off his coat and puts it over my shoulders, so now I can see his slim body. I shiver when his hand carefully brushes my neck. He chuckles and I glare at him. He throws his arm around my waist and holds me tight as he starts to walk toward the hotel doors. We walk towards the reception. Yassen gives me a glare that clearly says 'play-along-or-you-won't-live-long-enough-to-regret-it'.

A young woman is sitting at the desk and she smiles warmly at us as we approach her.

''Welcome to the Hilton!'' She greets us, and it isn't until she's spoken the words that I realise what an expensive place we're in.

''I want a suite for me and my… friend.'' Yassen says in a voice that sounds suitably embarrassed for the situation, at least to anyone watching. A man dressed in Armani in his late twenties with a woman at his arm probably 10 years younger than him and dressed in some cheap clothes and a man's coat: the typical secret affair couple.

''Well we don't have any available suites at the moment, sir'', the young woman says, and types something into a computer. ''Or, well, we have the wedding suite.''

''That works fine for us,'' Yassen says and winks at me.

''Of course, lover'' I say, trying to sound as seductive as I can so the act seems more realistic, and I touch his chest with my hand. I can feel the muscles under his shirt and I feel something start to grow inside me, a feeling of wanting to touch more. I let my hands run over his body in a slightly inappropriate way and I feel that he has two guns and one knife hidden in his waistband. Yassen looks at me and seems impressed by my acting skills and knowledge of how to search for weapons. Then he turns his eyes to the young receptionist again and smiles.

''It is 3400 Euros per night, sir.''

''Well should I pay now or when we check out?'' Yassen says in a flat tone and looks suitably impatient.

''When you check out will be fine, but I need some kind of identification now,'' the receptionist says, and Yassen simply hands over a ID-card with the name Jace Springer on it. When she has scanned it he turns and start to drag me across the lobby towards the elevators. He kisses my hair and I can't help the wave of lust that flows through me. I have no idea if it's the fact that I'm a teenager that makes my body react this way, but the thoughts in my head seem very wrong. I shouldn't think about how hard his chest is under my touch or how good his mouth feels against my skin.

He presses the button for the elevator and while we wait he lets his hand touch my hip. I shiver against my will and try to make a natural sounding giggle. When the elevator doors open we step in.

Yassen suddenly grabs my hip roughly and pulls me into a kiss that is very, very inappropriate. He grabs my leg and slings it around his hip as he pushes me hard against the wall.

''Keep the act going. There are people watching.'' he whispers through the kiss.

I can't think about anything else other than his hot breath against my skin and his lips pressing against mine. I've been kissed before, but the feel of a adult man's lips against mine is a different to that of a horny teenage boy. I let my body respond like it wants to and start to attack Yassen's lips with my own. His tongue presses against my lips, asking for permission to enter my mouth and I separate my lips and let my tongue meet his. The sensation of this isn't like anything I've ever felt before. This isn't just a kiss: it is passion. I press myself harder against Yassen's body and I can feel something hard press my inner thigh that I'm pretty sure isn't his gun.

The elevator door closes and I press my body even harder against his, twisting my fingers into his hair before I even realise what's happening. Then suddenly, I come back to reality and push Yassen away.

''What the fuck, Yassen?'' I shout at him, and try to focus on the fact that he actually kidnapped me and that I hate him.

''I told you to keep the act up. There were people watching and I think we managed to convince everyone that we're up to something naughty,'' he says with a serious voice.

''You took it too far! Is it even legal for you to touch me that way?'' I ask, still angry and I regret the words as soon as I've spoken them. I don't think an assassin gives much thought to the legality of his actions.

He looks at me and raises an eyebrow. ''Seriously, do you think that's something I care about when I kill people for living?'' he asks in a curious tone. ''And you didn't seem too uncomfortable when I kissed you.''

''You told me to keep the act up and that's what I did,'' I say, knowing that it's a lie.

''Is that why you pressed yourself even harder against me as soon as the elevator doors closed?'' he asks in a sly voice.

I just glare at him.

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Beta's note: If you're new to reading this story, I'd just like to repeat what Inezzz said – please review!