Heart Darkness
63 Sexy Lucky Luciano ....

Motorcycle roaring in the streets. Reinha sat on the bonbar, hugging Lucky tightly because she felt she was going to fly freely into the blue sky so fast that Lucky was riding the big bike. He just leaned on Lucky's back, pounding strangely because riding the bike with the man had changed his heartbreak turned into a sweet sensation. Especially when Lucky Luciano's left hand was found free and squeezed his fingers. Reinha felt that her blood flow had warmed up very comfortably as well by the beautiful feeling of being unable to be understood through words. They'll make up soon. He will control self-esteem, understanding Lucky, will not make odd benchmarks, silly revenge because he and Lucky have something special. Their hearts beat very close.

They're on the road heading out of town, somewhere, Lucky Luciano is a mysterious backpacker. He had so many secret places in his life map that Reinha was astonished.

They don't talk, just close each other's distance and feel each other. Of course, speeding at high speed with the whirlwind as if racing after you, you better valve your teeth unless you really like to eat the wind.

While Lucky held the surge in his heart as the motor slowed down and Reinha put her chin on her shoulder and breathed in the back of her neck. With no distance, it came back close until the idea of running as far away as possible with Reinha attached to her back. More chance, both make history unforgettable.

The motor turns on a small road in kilometer 22 between the shady Flamboyans towards an old but very well maintained looking building. Some workers go back and forth with an electric transport machine. They circled the warehouse that Reinha recognized as a stockist warehouse because Dream Fashion also had this exact one to put items after they were finished producing before sending them to display at the outlet. The motor stops in a special parking lot in another hidden room.

"Come down!" Lately I've missed you so much almost mentally ill.

Lucky said but continued to hug Reinha's hand until the girl just kept quiet and put her forehead on Lucky's back. No word just pause filling the air in the basement parking lot for a few minutes.

"Do you want us to go further?" ask Lucky heavy. If only at seven they didn't have to go to Diomanta Pavilion, Lucky wanted to take the girl on the streets of the country and would probably end up in an inn in the middle of the savannah. They might go very far and cross the line.

No no no good! And don't!!!

He may be reported to the authorities for taking the child away. Elgio begins to melt into him, an important advance, and Lucky will not destroy it. He will be with Reinha at the right time for his guardian's permission.

Lucky held onto Reinha's one strong hand for the girl to descend safely from the splint. He pulled Reina closer to him before taking off the helmet without daring to look and then led Reinha through the wrecked, rusty and dusty cars.

"Where are we?"

"Refreshing .." Lucky sahut Short.

"More specifics!"

"Shooting someone. That's all I can do. I can't help you make scientific work because my brain ammunition contains only practical, pragmatic, anarchic stuff. Unless your scientific work is prose and poetry, I will stand by you. You can channel your anger by shooting at the target at will, after which you will feel better. Just give me a chance." Lucky Luciano's words rang out between grieving anger, hurt, jealousy and hurt self-esteem.

"I don't want that!" reinha protest slowly. Better to drive for hours. Maybe a new mood could help him control his emotions. He likes Lucky on the bike.

"Do you want to see the workers fill the items into the locker? We can go to the barn and ride the hand stacker," Lucky stopped and turned to him. Hand stacker, a freight-carrying machine in a warehouse that models like garfu. Reinha's got the face to avoid Lucky.

"I don't know how to apologize to you and deal with your heartache. I can't take you to a restaurant or to a hotel with millions of roses, drink caviar and listen to intoxicating music because the ending will be bad." He said very honestly. A pair of lovers who are in a storm usually keep a passionate desire that explodes and will be difficult to overcome after a kiss of peace. Especially if the conditions are quite conducive, well, no need to try.

"alright. It's up to you."

"I'll be your instructor then you can know the business I'm working on, you won't be surprised anyway. For now we're just going to have fun. Hmm?!"

Lucky's fun is a bit different from having a romantic guy's version of fun, but Reinha is waiting for the guy's fun. The last time the man said have fun, they ended up with seven kisses in the middle of the woods, a bonus one under the red light.

Lucky made a decision. They'll do both. He would become Reinha's impromptu instructor today and then they would take care of the items for the distro that had just finished production. Their legs echoed in the empty building. Lucky took off the jacket and put Reinha's school bag in the storage drawer.

"The boss?! You're here?"

A middle-aged man greeted the astonishment especially the man called Boss, bringing a girl in school uniform. What was he doing with the girl?

"Hi D's. We'll practice shooting." Lucky turned to Reinha. "This ... D. He's in charge of guarding and maintaining weapons and ammunition, very skilled."

"Hi sir, I'm Reinha Durante. Nice to know you" Reinha said politely.

The man frowned, "Miss Durante made a mess at Luciano Castle a few weeks ago, right?"

Reinha smiled as she could, glancing at Lucky Luciano who was flickering his shoulders. They have a lot of stories.

"Say what you need, Boss?" ask D back to Lucky.

"I need Macarov and Revolver, D" Lucky said.

"Good, Sir."

If Reinha Durante is a woman from another mafia cartel undercover then they'll be done. Lucky looked at Reinha, trying to figure out her heart. Reinha was not guessed. Reinha is just inexhaustible, an unorthodox way of making up for Lucky Luciano. It was incredible.

D returned quickly as two others entered the room. Reinha knows the two, the gangsters who go on a strange date at a lakeside lodge.

"Boss called us?" ask B.

Lucky nodded directly pointing towards the enormous sized target board, 20 meters ahead.

"Stand there, B!"

"Hi Miss Durante. Howareyou? We lost that time because my boss messed with one of his female soldiers."

Lucky chuckled, "You go, get there!"

"Good Boss."

B grinning. He obeyed and darted quickly to the target board standing while stretching out both hands. Lucky shot him. Reinha watched in silence. He would see the man shoot, something that only existed in his imagination. Wow, he's amazing if only that guy, Special Forces, FBI or CIA agent instead of a mobster. Reinha will call her lover now, Cowboy.

Not long after, the clanking of bullets whizzed and the thunder broke the silence of the room. Bouncy shells fell to the floor. B stood undaunted. So when Lucky gave the cue, Reinha changed her position, B immediately trembled. Soon as possible to escape.

"Boss, I have to go to the toilet!" he's looking for an excuse. Lucky held the gun to where he stood.

"Shut up at your place or I'll gladly shoot you!"

"Boss, I don't doubt you, but ...." The man looked at Reinha in fear while swaying his own body. It's terrible if one of his organs gets hit by the boss's lover's bullet.

"You want to die for real?" Lucky raised the gun.

"Ba, good boss." The man stood resignedly while Revolve moved into Reinha's hands.

"You know Enya, in using a weapon you need high concentration, not emotional and focus." He went behind Reinha while Reinha turned her irritated eyeballs. This jerk guy, he should be making peace with her instead of acting like a real instructor in target shooting practice. Reinha had regular shooting practice and very high discipline in order to kidnap Lucky Luciano one time even though he was not maximal even slow progress.

"Gift your weapon, hold your breath, aim and shoot. You can?" ask Lucky.

Reinha nodded unconvinced so that B who read Reinha's gurgle shrank even more on the target board. God, what's the boss doing? He told him to be a guinea pig for his girlfriend who just learned to shoot?

Reinha picked up the weapon, tried to focus and it was very difficult because Lucky was breathing behind him. Reinha is confused, should she just turn around and shoot Lucky Luciano? Lucky seemed very confident when he confronted them at the school gate with his big motorbike. Is this how they will make peace? Reinha shook her head, try to focus.

"B-bb-boss, taahannnnnnn!" b is afraid to die. "Can I take a breath for a moment?"

"Calm B! Did you see any of Enya's time in the woods? One shoot - one kill, he'll just shoot numbers around you instead of shooting at your head! You're free to look like a gangster but a heart like a melon?"

B gulp down, "Alright!"

He turned a blind eye to saying goodbye to the world because Miss Durante was very dubious.

Lucky leads to start shooting. The man took a heavy breath. Speaking of focus, how could he focus while Jasmine's scent was interfering with his way of thinking. If he was on a real field of action, he was the first person to die in vain.

Lucky fixed Reinha's standing position. The man whispered, "pull your breath, hold, aim and shoot!"

The dorrr!!!

The bullet lit up, sped up and landed on the tip of B's earlobe almost wounding him. The guinea pig shuddered in horror. Helped so much less helped?

"You can do it yourself?" ask Lucky.

Reinha felt the man's heartbeat beating abnormally. The man's breath was hunting nearby. Well, so they're nervous about being close to each other.

"You don't seem to be focused, Lucky Luciano!" reinha's grunt spontaneously turned to him. He pointed a gun at Lucky.

"That's where, Lucky Luciano! I can't catch my breath while you're excited on my back. Besides, it's not B I should shoot." Reinha nods the gun from Lucky towards the target board. Hearing that, B immediately jumped up and disappeared. "I have to go to the Boss' toilet!"

"Hey, Any?!"

Lucky was aghast looking at the girl who looked very serious.

"Go there, Lucky Luciano! I'm serious."

Like a real hostage, Lucky went to the target board.

"I got a very low score for accuracy" said Reinha wanti-wanti.

"It's okay, you just need to hold your breath, aim and shoot! Okay?" Lucky supported the girl earnestly despite her guts shrinking drastically.

"Are you scared? You've never heard of a student making his instructor a target?"

"Well, it's up to you, as long as you feel better and we can be together."

Lucky gave up on Reinha, resigned. Reinha raised the gun but suddenly Lucky moved on the buttons of his shirt, taking them off one by one and dropping them on the floor.

"What are you doing? Can you disrupt my concentration?" reinha never thought Lucky would.

"You won't be able to shoot sexy men, so just in case" said Lucky Luciano. He raised his hand. The muscles sticking out shamelessly in her bright reddish brown arms and she leaned casually like a model when making posters. Candid plastered on the foam behind it. Reinha held her breath.

Em, is he among the 10 most handsome men in the world? Get you, Enya.

"Well, just shoot his heart or his heart. Hold your breath, aim ...." Reinha shook her head in worry. "Focus!" He dropped the gun still hesitating.

"How can I focus, she looks so sexy in there, gives up on me," his grunt exasperated. Is it just a bullet? Lunge that guy on the target board? Her face flushed.

"What are you waiting for?"

"Oh shit, that crazy jerk teases me," he lamented. Whether one could shoot the target if the target was a handsome man with a chest of dry checkered fields that was very tempting. Her hair was deliberately scattered and that made Reinha even more crazy.

Reinha raised the gun once more, she closed her eyes for a moment. He pulled a trigger and gently fired a shot at the four sides of Lucky's body.

Four clanking shells and one last one when he saw Lucky Luciano grimacing.

Aarrrggghhhhc .... The shot sliced Lucky's shoulder. The girl was surprised.

"Are you okay there?" ask Reinha.

Lucky held onto his bleeding shoulder and stood up in pain.

"Oh my God .. Are you okay?" The girl ran in panic and her frightened face made Lucky Luciano even more pretend to suffer.

"Do you really want to kill me?" ask Lucky astonishment. He sat on the floor holding his shoulder.

"You shrugged your shoulders intentionally, didn't you? You want to frame me? Aren't you a great instructor? When you can't see where bullets fly?" Reinha checked the man's shoulder. "Why did you take off your shirt? You're messing with my vision! Well, where's the medicine box?"

"Oh no, don't go looking for the medicine box, you'll find me dead because there's no medicine box here."

Reinha took off her tie, put Lucky's hand away and held the wound.

"I'm sorry" he said slowly, kneeling and propping up one leg.

"Have you stopped being mad at me now?!"

"Since this morning. I'm afraid you're gone and gone" Reinha replied grimly.

"It wouldn't be without your permission, Enya." The man spoke very softly, his eyes shining gray. He did not want to look Reinha in the eyes afraid of ending up in chaos.

Reinha grabbed Lucky's face and looked at him deeply. He smiled softly and sincerely until Lucky felt they had completely improved. He fused their foreheads.

"You're really scary when you sulk. I really won't speak anymore."

When your lover sends an eye contact signal, look rolling down your lips and back into your eyes? What does she want other than kissing?

Reinha did just that trying to be honest with how she felt. He cupped Lucky Luciano's cheek, frozen like a snow sculpture, tilted his head and touched Lucky with a gentle sweep.

Lucky Luciano never thought he would one day pass on to a Reinha Durante. He greeted the girl's lips with free will, forgot the scratches on her shoulder, dropped the girl on the lap and kissed her deeply. Reinha's hand caressed her face, went down to her neck, had fun there and Lucky Luciano groaned almost to death madly.

French kiss starts after the intensity of the sight that vibrates the heart. A romantic long wet kiss in a badboy's weapon storage room.

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Yes yes, yes, just shame on me.

Akh, I'm lazy to write about those long kisses. Unless someone wants to take my sins. I'll write it in 500 words... Hehe....

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