Dirty Obsession (Dirty 1)

I sigh. “Maybe a small part of you didn’t. Is that possible?”

“Maybe.”

“Then, that’s your biggest problem. You will never shoot someone you don’t want to shoot. It’s harder than you think.”

“How do I want to shoot someone?”

“Hopefully, you wo

n’t have to. But you have to find the one thing that drives you to pull the trigger. The one thing that is worth you saving. That is worth more than that person’s life.”

She nods.

“Try again.”

She turns back to the cutout of a man across from her. I keep my hands on her shoulders until she relaxes again. And then I take a step back. She takes a few seconds to gather whatever she thinks is enough to get her to actually hit her target.

And then she fires. Over and over and over until she has used all of the bullets in the gun.

She tosses her gun down on the table and turns to me with the largest grin I’ve seen on her face. She throws her arms around my neck as she tries to kiss me. I evade her kiss and just tightly hold her in my arms, taking in the smell of her hair as I do. A smell I will never forget. I love having her in my arms, and it’s a feeling I’m not used to. I’m not used to having a woman or anyone hugging me for any reason.

She slowly pulls away with the same smile on her face. “Thank you. I think I can finally shoot someone now if I want it badly enough.”

I nod as I look at where she perfectly hit the cutout in the chest every single time she shot. “I think you could. Even me, if you wanted it badly enough.”

She shrugs. “Don’t be snarky. I just might do that.”

I smile. “If I hurt you again, you’d better shoot me.”

Her frown slowly dissolves off her face.

I lift her chin for her to look at me. “What’s wrong?”

“Why won’t you kiss me?”

I smile at how adorable she looks. “Is that your one question?”

She scrunches her face. “No…yes. I don’t know.”

I laugh. “Well, you have to decide first before I answer you.”

She sighs. “It’s really not fair, you know. I answer all of your questions.”

“Sorry, I never said that this would be fair.”

“I need a few minutes to decide what I want to ask.”

“I’ll answer whatever question you want. And then I’ll fuck you, and you can ask me another question.”

She laughs. “We will see about that.”

“No, I know that is exactly what is going to happen.”

She frowns. “No, you wish.”

“Fine, I wish. I wish every single day that you would let me fuck you.”

Nina walks over to the edge of the hill that looks down on the vast empty space sitting behind our mansion.