Taken By The Mafia Lord

Winters lifted her head only to see Akim and a smile crossed her face. She took the flowers and sniffed them happily. She said,”That is quite a cheesy line but I like it nonetheless.”

Hearing that, Akim lowered his head and kissed her fully on the mouth while she buried her fist in his shirt, pulling him closer. He was close to deepening the kiss when Winters pulled apart only to remind him they were in a public space. However, it was too late because all eyes were now on them.

Luckily for them, there were no children around, just older people and younger people like them, especially the girls who began to swoon over them.

“He’s so handsome and they look so good together,”

Hearing that, heat crept up Winter’s cheeks and she turned her face the other way in embarrassment. This was not the first time she has heard comments like that and each time, she ended up blushing like a teenager. Well, she was technically a young adult. But then, this was her first ever serious relationship and she wanted to make something out of it.

It has been more than a month since Akim helped break her out of Spencer’s holding cell and trusted her unconditionally notwithstanding her crimes. She was a spy sent by Marcel to infiltrate Spencer’s residence and though it was for a justifiable cause, it was still a crime and she broke his trust first. Still, Akim forgave her because he loved her and Winters planned to make it up to him.

Since then, they had been jumping into city after city to get away from the Spencers who were hell-bent on finding them. Well, Akim to be precise. Winters knew deep down that they gave no shit about her and she could rot in hell for all they cared. But the same couldn’t be said for Akim who was the crown prince of Lincolnshire. His status was much higher and tens of her life could not amount to hers. No, it was a privilege to even be his lover.

“What are you doing?” Akim took his seat beside her and leaned closer to view what she was doing, their bodies pressed closely.

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“Studying the capital market,” She said, her eyes returning to the screen.

“Really? Are you sure you’re not hacking them instead,” Akim joked, staring at the screen and couldn’t understand a thing there. For starters, numerous windows were running at the same time and the screen was mostly filled with numbers and line charts.

He could only grasp a few things like the significant growth of the line chart she was studying, other than that, the girl was a genius. Akim knew deep down that Winters sometimes felt inferior to him and must think that she didn’t deserve him because of his princely status. Winters was ashamed of her hacker background, if only she knew that he was the most fascinated with her.

Winters was so brilliant that Akim had this stupid fantasy that he could cut open her head and look into how her mind worked. Of course, it was merely a thought and there was no way he was having psychopathic thoughts of cutting open her head and studying the working mechanism of her brilliant brain.

So he propped his elbow on the table and supported his chin on it, watching as Winters worked. All that was missing was her wearing glasses and his fetish would be fulfilled. He studied the serious expression on her face and the way her brows would draw together in concentration once in a while. However, the only drawback about Winters’ working mode was that nothing else mattered to her at that point – not even him.

She was so involved in her work that Akim already consumed two cups of coffee without her knowing. However, they have been working on that defect and now, Akim had an effective method of calling her attention whenever he felt neglected for too long.

Winters gasped slightly when he felt a warm hand slip into her shirt and she turned to look at Akim with a startled look. However, the naughty prince gave her a knowing smile. He then leaned closer and sniffed her deeply like a police dog. A habit that she found fucking hot and arousing.

A moan nearly left her lips when he kissed the top of her ear, but she grabbed onto the edge of her table tight and braced herself. Akim would be the death of her.

He whispered into her ears, “Don’t you think it’s time we went home, my workaholic girlfriend,”

“Ye-yes… let’s go…” Winters was highly flustered and she hurriedly began to pack her properties, missing a few things in the process. As smart as she was, her brain becomes a train wreck whenever he messes with her.

It sent a surge of pride through him; he was the only one that could make her heart fluster.

“Leave it,” Akim stopped her.

He then helped her pack up instead. Akim put the laptop, her charger, and her books into the backpack and strapped it on his shoulder.

He wrapped his arm around her waist possessively and said, “Let’s go,”

Together, they made it out of the coffee shop and continued with their walk. Although Akim purchased a car with which they traveled from city to city, the current house they were staying in was not far from the coffee shop where Winters spent a lot of time. So it was easy to walk back home.

“What should we have tonight? Chinese? Thai? I can order.” Winters asked him.

“Or perhaps I can make us dinner?” Akim suggested.

“Cool.” She stared at him with lovey-dovey eyes.

“And perhaps, after dinner….” Akim wriggled his brows suggestively and she playfully shoved him away.

“You are a depraved prince.” She laughed.

“What? I can’t have fun with my girlfriend again?”

The both of them were caught up in the moment that they didn’t notice the vehicle tailing them until it was too late. The door was suddenly pushed open and three men rushed out and surrounded them.

“What’s going on?” The both of them were confused as to what was happening. However, two men grabbed onto Winters and began to take her away as she screamed Akim’s name for help.

“Winters!” Akim shouted her name back and tried to fight them off, but the third man overpowered him before beating the hell out of him.

While he could have killed the boy, the order was not to harm him. Akim came from a powerful background and they didn’t want trouble with him, all they needed anyway was Marcel’s little hacker.