Late update, but I hope it's worth the wait! ^^
It's a long and intense chapter, so grab a cookie and enjoy!

~ Take these lips that were made for kissing
And this heart that will see you through
Take these hands that were made to touch and
feel you ~

Dante

The sky outside was bright and blue. It couldn't possibly be more incompatible with my state of mind. My thoughts were shrouded in a dark grey depression. I couldn't shake off the feeling I had lost the best thing that ever happened to me. It had slipped through my fingers, before I even had the chance to find out what it exactly was. It was gone. She was gone.
Zhalia…

"Dante! Dante where are you?"

I heard Scarlet's voice, followed by the sound of angry footsteps.

"There you are, what are you doing here?" She entered the balcony.

"I needed some fresh air," I answered her.

"Darling what's wrong with you lately?" She asked softly, and she wrapped her arms around me.

I turned around and looked her in the eye. Beautiful green eyes, but they had somehow lost all meaning to me.

"I know what it is," Scarlet said. "You miss your brother."

"Well a bit I guess…"

"Oh sweety." She caressed my cheek. "He'll come back. And you still got me! We're going to make something great of the last days of our two week vacation, and who knows… maybe we can turn this two week vacation into a lifetime vacation."

This conversation was going the wrong way. "What do you mean?"

"Well I mean, we're both twenty five, maybe it's time we take our relationship to the next level. Move to the countryside, marry, have kids…"

"What?"

She let go off me. I saw a slightly hurt look on her face. "It's kind of getting time, don't you think?"

"No! I'm not ready for… those things." I just really couldn't see myself married with Scarlet, and I didn't want to live in the countryside either. I loved my job and Venice too much.

"Why not?" Scarlet was getting angry. "I love you Dante!"

"I…"

Scarlet noticed my hesitation. Her eyes widened. "Don't you love me back Dante?"

This is not going to be fun...
Her green eyes were filled with hurt and disappointment. I couldn't bear seeing her like this, but couldn't lie to her either.
"I do care about you Scarlet, but…"

"Say it Dante! Do you love me or not?"

"No, I don't think so." I looked at her, expecting an outburst of tears. But instead of that she got mad, really mad.

"You tell me this now? After all these months, after all the effort I've put into our relationship, you just dump me?"

"I didn't exactly dump you, I-"

"No, never mind Dante! You're an asshole!" Scarlet hardly ever swore so this was serious.

She walked away from me.

"Scarlet wait," I said, but furthermore I didn't do anything to stop her.

"I'm leaving!" She yelled, and she disappeared into the hallway. She was probably going to pack her bags.

I stayed at the balcony, uncertain what to do and feel. A part of me was sad our relationship ended like this, but another part of me – a way bigger part – was relieved. It felt like a heavy burden had been lifted off my shoulders. I was free.

Zhalia

"Our plane is almost leaving, we've got to go," Dave said, and he stood up.

"Are you coming?" He threw me a questioning glance.

I had to make a choice. Follow my heart or head, stay or go.
"I- I'm sorry Dave, I can't come with you."

"What do mean? Wait… are you breaking up with me?"

I had never seen anyone look as shocked as he looked at that moment. I decided not to mince matters.
"Yes."

His mouth literally fell open. "W- what but… nobody has ever broken up with me!"

I realized his ego was seriously hurt now. I tried to ease the pain with the most cliché words ever. I hated myself for using them but I didn't know what else to say.
"It's not you, it's me. I need time for myself to… sort things out."
Seriously who ever came up with these words?

"Well, alright then." Dave straightened his back. "It doesn't matter. I understand. Well… actually I don't but let's pretend I do."

"Ummm the plane is almost leaving…" I said.

"Oh, yes. I've got to go, bye and good luck with… whatever is bothering you."

"Thanks, but I don't think luck is going to help me." I gave him a sad smile.

"Yeah whatever, see ya." He was back into his usual way of doing, and smiled charmingly before turning around and walking towards the gate.
He would get over it.

I sat down and sighted. I was relieved it was all over, but what was I supposed to do now?
Should I go back home or go back to Dante?
That last thought spread an intense feeling of desire through my body. I wanted to see him, be with him, tell him how ridiculously much I cared for him, even though I barely knew him. But I couldn't possibly do that, could I? He had a girlfriend and he didn't stop me when I felt this morning. It was impossible he felt the same about me.
But still… There had been that moment in the bathroom. The passion I had felt then had been mutual, I was sure of that.

I made up my mind and stood up. I needed to find how he felt about me, but how?

Dante

I heard how Scarlet pulled the front door shut behind her. She had taken all her belongings out of the house. She wasn't going to come back, and I didn't mind that at all. The Scarlet- chapter was closed.

I had made up my mind. I was going to call Zhalia. I needed to hear her voice. The only problem was that I didn't have her number. The only thing I could do was to call Dave and ask him to pass the phone to Zhalia. No doubt he would find that a weird request but that was of no importance now.

I dialed the number. After a few seconds I heard Dave's voice.
"Yo bro."

"Dave, I need to talk to Zhalia, is she there?"

"No she, ummm… she kind of left me."

"What do you mean?"

Dave sighted. "Dammit Dante, do I need to spell it out for you? She dumped me."

I definitely hadn't seen that one coming. "You're kidding me. Where is she now?"

"I dunno. At the airport, waiting for the next flight home I guess."

She left Dave. She left him… for me? I suddenly felt a thousandth times better. I had to find her.
I grabbed my coat and almost ran outside. I hailed a taxi and prayed she was still at the airport.

Zhalia

I was walking through the streets of Venice. I cursed, this city really was a labyrinth. All the streets looked alike and I was pretty sure that with every step I took, I was getting even further away from Dante's house.
This isn't working…
I decided to hail a cab. Luckily I knew Dante's address.

After a fifteen minute drive I arrived at Dante's house.
I paid the taxi driver and stared at the house. What to do now? I didn't have Dante's phone number and I couldn't just ring the doorbell, with the risk of Scarlet opening the door and not Dante.
No, I had to do this in a more discrete way.

Come on Zhalia, you're a highly trained Foundation spy, this is a piece of cake.
I smiled. I was a spy indeed, and what do spies do? Observe, follow and sneak into places they shouldn't be sneaking into.
"Thoughtspecter…" I whispered, and I felt the power surrounding me. This spell enabled me to look like someone else or even disappear. For the occasion I had chosen the second option.

Now I was invisible, I approached the house. All the windows and doors were closed, except one of the roof windows. A normal intruder wouldn't be able to get there, but I was not a normal intruder.
"Hyperstride!" I jumped and landed on the balcony. I used the spell a second time and landed on the roof.
The window was already half opened. I pushed against the glass and moved myself inside.
Oh this is pretty wrong, I thought, but pretty fun too.
I found myself standing in the attic. It was filled with nothing more than a few dusty boxes and old furniture.

Carefully I descended the stairway. I sneaked through the hallways, checking every room in the big house. Eventually I ended up in the living room. The house seemed to be deserted.
Just great, after all this effort he isn't even at home!

I sighted deeply and dissolved my spell. It was just a waste of energy now.
I sat down and the couch and bit on my lip. I could wait here until he returned, but maybe he would be gone for hours or even days.
Well done Zhalia, I thought sarcastically. Why is it I always manage to fall into hopeless situations like this?

Dante

I searched the whole airport but couldn't find her.
She has probably gone home… Since I didn't know where she lived I couldn't check whether her plane had already left or not. It was hopeless, I would never find her.

There was nothing left to do but go home, alone. It frustrated me unbelievably. She was somewhere out here, but I couldn't reach her.

As sat in a taxi cab again I started to feel the strong urge to get drunk. Forget about Zhalia, forget about everything.
But I knew that would be just a temporary solution, one that would give me even more problems next morning, because then I would not only be missing Zhalia, I would also be having a terrible hangover.

After a short ride I arrived at my house again. I opened the door and entered the living room, to find Zhalia sitting on my couch.

"Dante!" She stood up, looking caught.
"I hadn't expected you'd be back this soon…" She blushed and smiled insecurely.

This just had to be a dream. "Zhalia, w- what are you doing here? How did you get in?"

"Oh I have my ways," she said, and she smiled mysteriously.

I really didn't know what to say. I still couldn't believe this was real. Was I drunk without knowing it?

"I need to talk to you," Zhalia said. "Where's Scarlet?"

"Gone, forever. We broke up."

"Really? That's… sad," she said.

"Yeah sad…" I said, and I walked towards her. I just needed to make sure she was real, and softly caressed her cheek. It felt soft and smooth, and very real.
She was here, she really cared about me.

"I ummm, I want to talk to you about what happened…" she said.

"I think I love you." The words had escaped from my mouth before I knew it, but I didn't regret it.

Zhalia's mouth fell open. "W- what a surprise…" she said, visibly stunned.

"Really?" I asked.

"No not really," she said breathless. She was so close I feel her warm breath on my skin, discern every shade of brown in her beautiful chocolate eyes. Her moist lips were almost begging me to kiss them.

I put my arms around her, pressed my lips against hers and nipped her lower lip. She gasped in pleasure and surprise when I slid my tongue inside her mouth. Her hands started roaming over my back. She smelled and tasted so good, like warm summer night, full of vanilla, fresh roses and temptation.

She gasped again when I pushed her down on the couch. I moved my hand under her shirt and started to stroke her skin, teasing her and moving higher and higher up her chest, until I had reached her breast. They were soft yet stout. Just perfect.
My pants suddenly felt a few sizes too small.

Zhalia

I couldn't believe how good it felt to kiss him. It was an exciting fight between our mouths, pushing and pulling, a struggle for power. It was a battle that I – for the first time in my life – was losing, but I didn't mind. I wanted him to take control, I wanted more and more, and I didn't care what he thought about it.

As he started stroking and kneading my breaths I couldn't take it anymore.
"Bed, now."

He looked at me and grinned. "What's wrong the couch?"

I understood what he meant and smiled. "So couchy. I want something more luxurious." I kissed him again.

"Whatever you want…" he growled in my ear. He lifted me up and walked to the stairway.

I couldn't suppress a giggle – much to my embarrassment. No man had ever brought me to his in room bridal style.

He laid me down on his bed and took off his shirt and pants. He really had the most amazing body, pure muscle.
I took off my pant before I sat on my knees and took my shirt off as well.
His eyes widened and I smiled.
"Are you coming?" I asked teasingly. "Or are you afraid you can't handle it?"

Dante

Her smile was sexy and tauntingly, and her body… damn that body! I had the strong presumption I was grinning like an idiot, but I couldn't help myself. She had enchanted me.

I pushed her down and moved myself on top her. I kissed her passionately, and slowly moved my mouth to her neck, while my hand reached for the clasp of her bra. I undid the black lacy piece of lingerie, and glanced at her perfect round breasts. I started stroking one as my mouth explored the other. I kissed, licked, nipped, and teased with my fingers.
She was moaning softly and she threated her fingers with my hair.

I kissed her deeply again as I let my hand wander down her belly. I traced the line of her hip and tight, before I stroked her panties, feeling the moistness through the fabric. I couldn't hold a moan. Just two thin pieces of fabric were separating us from each other.

I looked to her face, to check if it was okay. She smiled and bit on her lip. That was enough for me. I pulled her panties aside and outlined her soft lips with the tip of my forefinger.
She moaned in my neck and gasped for breath as I pushed my finger inside her.

"Oh god I love you Dante," she muttered against the skin of my neck. I kissed her again before I moved my mouth downwards. As I teased her clit with my tongue, I could feel her shiver of pleasure. Encouraged by her reaction I pushed more fingers inside, and sucked on her spot. She almost cried in pleasure.

Zhalia

He was too good, just too good. The feeling in my belly was so intense and overwhelming; I didn't know what to do with myself any more. He was pushing me towards the edge, making exploding balls of light dance in my vision. I gripped the sheets, the only hold I had left.
"Dante!" I shouted his name as I found my release. I swore I blacked out for a second.

I relaxed and exhaled deeply. Soon his mouth found mine in a kiss again. He was still full off energy and I felt mine return slowly. This wasn't over yet, and I didn't mind that at all.

I pulled his boxers down and took him my hand. I sucked in a breath; he was big, just perfect. He moaned my name and I smiled, stroking him harder en faster.

Dante

Her hands were magical. I realized I wouldn't be able to hold myself much longer. I needed to be inside her, now.

I grabbed a condom from my night stand. I entered her in one thrust. She was hot and tight around me, even better than I'd imagined.
"Oh Dante," he said with a strangled voice, and she gripped my shoulders tightly.
I started to move insider her, and strengthened my grip on her hips. I looked down to my angel. Her hot caramel skin almost seemed to be glowing, her eyes were wide and her breasts were moving in the rhythm of our thrusts. I couldn't recall ever having seen anything more sexy.

My strokes became harder, faster and deeper, while moaning her name like a mantra. Zhalia arched her back, relishing every one of my movements.
Fire spread through my veins. I felt like I was going to explode with an overdose of pleasure.

My hands gripped her hips so tightly I knew it was going to leave marks. Her body started to tremble and I saw her eyes become unseeing. Her walls gripped me harder than ever before and a short high cry escaped her throat.
The mindblowing pressure was so strong I couldn't take it anymore, I had to fall apart.
I let go right after she did. The release was so intense I fell down upon her. I laid my head down on her chest, sweating and panting. Slowly I relaxed.

"Unbelievable…" she muttered.

I pressed tiny kissed all over her chest and collar bone, before I kissed her gently on her lips.
"You're an angel," I whispered.
Finally I pulled out, and lay down next to her. I put my arm around her and pulled her against me. She let her head rest on my chest while I caressed her silky hair.

"You know Dante, I believe I met you for the first time exactly twenty- four hours ago."

That couldn't be true. I glanced at the clock on my night stand. It said seven o' clock.
It indeed is just twenty four hours ago…
Time is a weird thing. It felt like I have known her all of my life, but in reality it was just one day. With a shock I realized there was still so much I didn't know about her. I was eager to hear it all, every detail of her life.

"What's your favorite dessert?" I asked.

"What? What kind of question is that?" She laughed. I loved the sound of her laughter.

"I want to know everything about you, and I have to start somewhere."

"Well, my favorite desert is chocolate mousse. Now it's my turn. What's your favorite color?"

"The color of your eyes babe," I said with a smirk.

Zhalia laughed. "Oh that's so cheesy. If you're going to act like that this conversation is over."

"Okay sorry," I said. "One last question: how díd you get in?"

Zhalia smiled. "That, my dear Dante, is a secret. Every girl has her secrets."

I rolled on top of her and looked her in the eye. "I'm the Foundation's top agent, you can't keep anything a secret for me. So you're going to tell me exactly how you got in, whether you like it or not."

"Make me," was her response.

I pressed another kiss on her beautiful lips. "Oh I will, don't worry," I whispered in her ear.

~ Baby when I heard you
For the first time I knew
We were meant to be as one ~

The end!

Maybe it all was a bit OoC, and slightly far-fetched from time to time, but I don't care! Haha ;-)

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ps: The lyrics I used were Love at first sight and Come into my world, both from Kylie Minogue.