10

Ivan blocked my view of the four men who confronted us and I swallowed some glancing over his side to see them approaching.

"You talk a lot of shit. Now let's see if you can walk that walk." the man threatened and I felt Ivan push gently against my stomach to back me away from him.

"Gentlemen, you do not want problem." Ivan said and the man laughed.

"You hear that boys, the foreigner says "We don't want no problem"." he taunted causing everyone to laugh and Ivan just glared at them. I pressed my back to the nearest wall and made sure I was out of the way. Ivan began to remove his hoody and I watched as he revealed, this time, a white wife beater that definitely complimented his rock wall abs. I swallowed and watched as the man pulled out a knife and soon the other men followed his actions.

"Ivan." I said nervously, fear laced in my tone. But Ivan just stood there with a glare on his face and his fists slowly began to tighten and the man who was talking the most mess lunged at him with the knife, but Ivan grabbed his arm which held the knife and he maneuvered his arm down and in one powerful move, his fist collided and I heard the man's nose break instantly. My eyes widened as I could see Apollo's face flashing in my mind almost like a reminder. I swallowed hard as I heard the man screaming. Ivan released him and he backed away into the nearest wall yelling hard as he touched his nose.

"FUCKING KILL THIS FOREIGN MOTHER FUCKER!" he shouted and three other men came at once, and I watched as Ivan threw punch after punch after punch and they were vicious. Even as a few of the men managed to cut him, he didn't even seem to care. He punched the second guy so hard in the stomach he fell down and didn't get back up. The third man slashed his blade against his right shoulder blade. Ivan just looked over his shoulder and suddenly uppercut him square in the jaw and sent the man flying down to my feet, unconscious. I jumped at the sight and the last man, well he dropped his knife, raised his hand and took off running. I was just left standing there watching as Ivan just placed his jacket back on and he moved over to me raising his hand to me.

"Come." he said gently and I looked at his hands, his knuckles not even shaking or bruised from the fight, and slowly I placed my hand in his. He pulled me closer to him and that's when I saw the cuts on his body.

"You're hurt." I said and he looked over his shoulder and I remembered the large cut on his shoulder. "Come on." I pulled him in the direction of my car and he followed without question. I got him into my car and drove him back to my cabin.

Once we were in the parking lot I cut off my car and turned to look at him. He was just staring out the front window, his face mildly sweating. I just looked him over before slowly getting out of the car. I didn't know what I should say to him. As we both closed the door, I moved over to him and just placed my hands on his jacket stopping him. He stopped and looked down at me curiously, eyes showing mild exhaustion. I looked up at him.

"Thank you." I said gently and he just nodded.

"Da." he replied and I nodded and moved him into the cabin. I switched into more comfortable clothes which was just a red faded gown. Ivan sat in a chair in the kitchen and I was behind him cleaning his wounds and even stitching up the wound in the back and putting some ointment on it that would stop any infection. "Where you learn this?" Once his shoulder was done, I turned and faced him and began to bandage the cut over his arm. I glanced up at him and then back down.

"Apollo was always in fights even if they were not in the ring. Our mother was sick herself and couldn't always help, so I learned from watching the doctors clean him up. Then I started to clean him up when I got older." I explained and he nodded slowly looking down. I gathered up the dirty pads and moved to throw them away, but Ivan grabbed my hand slowly and I stopped and looked down at him and he just stared up at me.

"Thank you." he said and I gave a polite stare.

"Da." I answered gently and I watched him smile slowly and release me and I threw the bandages away. Now what? What was I going to do with him now? I moved back over to him to see he was putting his jacket back on and I shook my head.

"Oh no you cannot wear that. I need to wash it. It was on the ground and could give you infections." I said moving over to him and he paused and just gave a look of disbelief.

"Like something so little could get me sick." he said and I arched a brow.

"Why because you are invincible?" I asked and he almost answered, but he stopped himself for a moment and looked away. I raised my hands to him. "Gimme." He sighed and handed it to me and I nodded.

"Go sit down and rest. When the jacket is clean I will give it back and I can give it back to you." I said and he looked almost stunned.

"You want me here?" he asked and I just bit the inside of my cheek and shrugged.

"For now." I responded and he just nodded and moved into my living room. I found myself watching him leave and noticed his pants were also dirty. "Wait. Give me your pants, too. You will not sit on my couch with dirty clothes." Ivan raised his hands as if a gun had been pointed at him and began to remove his shoes and take off his pants. I knew I was putting myself up for temptation for now that he was just in his wife beater and white and red boxers. I just took his pants and moved to the laundry room. I placed them in the wash and just closed it. I placed my hands on the top of the washer and just stared out into space for a moment.

"Is this how things will be?" I jumped and turned to see Ivan just standing the doorway joining the darkness of the room and I turned to him as he moved further into the room. His eyes were deep and mysterious almost. "With us? Will we just be meeting in secret and acting as if we are awkward friends." I arched a brow.

"This will not happen again. This night was all just coincidence. I couldn't just let you leave injured." I said and suddenly he was standing over me, my bottom now hitting the washer and his arms resting on either side of it.

"But you could have." he whispered and I tensed as I looked up at him. "All my injuries are… minor. I could have walked you to car and then left. But you took me here." I shrugged.

"You came willingly. You could have said no and left." I countered and now he shook his head.

"But you knew I would never deny your wishes." he said leaning in to me now, his chest pressing into my own causing my breasts to push upward a bit and I felt my heart beating fast and my vagina already starting to throb slightly. "I will never deny you." I felt his tongue suddenly slide up my neck and a violently shiver shot up my body and I could not stop the unexpected whimper from escaping me. I swallowed hard shutting my eyes and I exhaled weakly and slowly my hand began to move up and curl into his hair.

"Don't." I said gently feeling his face come up to mine, and they were focused on me and he was so close almost inches from my face. So close he managed to run his tongue over my top lip causing me to become undone. 'Don't do that' I thought to myself.

"Tell me to stop, Licia." he whispered gently and lustfully as he kissed the tip of my nose. "Tell me to never touch you again. Tell me to never hold you again." I felt his fingers were already pressed between my legs and slowly he began to gently rub my clit through my panties. He leaned back and looked down at me, his eyes showing seriousness now.

"Tell me to never fuck you again." he said and I stared up at him for a moment thinking carefully about my next words. I took hold of his face.

"Never fuck me again." I said before pulling him into a violent kiss of which he responded to immediately. He could hear the lies in my voice as I said this, because it was a lie. I didn't want him to fuck me tonight. I pulled back and looked him in his eyes. "But make love to me tonight."