The 4th CRIME

Chapter 18

His hands were on the sides of the table as he was leaning down and his face was inches from mine as he looked at me with a teasing smile. There were 5 minutes until the class began, and I held my breath. 

My heart racing as I looked into his eyes but the way that he looked at me, made me want to cover my face and shy away from him but I didn't want to back down from the challenge. I stared head on as he looked at me and he winked at me before he chuckled. 

"Let's have a staring contest," he said suddenly and leaned even more forward until my nose was touching his and I rolled my eyes. 

"You're really something else, Mr Kim," I said to him and he shook his head. 

"Chang-woo," he said. 

I felt the corners of my lips twitch, "does Mr Kim unsettle you?" I teased. 

"Not really," he tilted his head, looking into my eyes, unblinking, "it just makes me think about something else..." 

I raised an eyebrow, picking up the hint as I moved my braid behind my ear and looked at him, "so you're a freak?" We had already started the staring contest and I was trying to throw him off this game. 

He still had yet to blink and even though I'm sure I could win this challenge, I would use questions to throw him off his game. He'll blink, not knowing that he blinked. 

"I guess you could say that," he whispered out, his tone husky and low and I cleared my throat, looking away from his dark eyes but quickly looked back at him trying to dismiss the moment of shyness. 

"Well, you're weird," I said instead and his orbs followed mine around as we stared into each other's eyes. 

"That's one word to describe me..." He said as his face leaned even more forward, he tilted his head, his lips on the corner of mine, "I'm going to kiss you now, Natalya..." 

I waited, my toes curled and his lips pressed to my lips. It was a simple peck, before he turned his head and reached forward, deepening the kiss. My hands reached up instinctively as I placed them on the sides of his face. 

Our first kiss on his birthday wasn't the best kiss and I'll admit it was awkward but this kiss was unlike anything I've ever felt. His lips were soft and warm, he knew what he was doing and I couldn't pull back even if I tried. 

His lips held me captive, my eyes were closed as I tried to stop myself from responding but my lips began to move and they moved as though this was their purpose. They moved in sync with his causing the kiss to be more explosive. 

I felt him smile against my lips as he slowed down because we could hear the sound of students outside the class and when he pulled back and then looked at me his lips were covered in my pink lip gloss and slightly swollen. He licked his bottom lip, standing up straight and adjusted his suit jacket, buttoning it up as he turned to the door and at that moment, three students entered the class and greeted him. 

I sat in my seat, silent as I always do but my thoughts raging as I put my finger to my lips, still feeling the tingles. 

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"Your mother and I were thinking of adopting a child," my father said casually as he shined his gun, the sound of machines counting money were the background noise as I sat on the corner of his desk and Czar was sitting on the floor. 

"Adoption? Don't you think you already have enough children?" I asked, rolling my eyes as I looked down at my nails that were done just a few minutes ago by one of the best. 

"Your mother wants a child from Africa. Something about wanting to change their lives and give them a better life or something like that," my father shrugged as he brought the cigar to his lips and I looked at Czar who was smoking a blunt, "I wasn't really listening. She was naked when she was saying all this so I was very distracted." 

"Ok, that's disturbing," I cringed as I snarled at my father, "please, keep those type of details to yourself." 

He smirked, teasingly, "do you know you were made on the kitchen table?" 

"Oh, my god," my eyes widened as I blocked my ears and I watched Czar and my father laugh at me, "that's disgusting! I don't want to know that, father." 

"Yeah, the best s*x of my life," he said and I got up, "ok, ok, I'll stop, I promise, my angel." 

I sat back down as I rolled my eyes and reached for one of his cigars which were on the table and put it to my lips, needing to smoke. 

"So how are things with you and that Japanese teacher of yours?" My father asked and if I wasn't so trained I would've dropped the cigar in my hands. 

"He's Korean. And it's fine," I answered nonchalantly. Making sure not to make eye contact with Czar because my father's not a fool and he can see and notice things. 

"I don't hear you complaining about him anymore. Usually you'd be biting my head off, telling me to kill him, but now, just silence. What did he do?" He asked suspiciously, an eyebrow up. 

I wasn't one to let go of a "grudge". Usually when I wanted someone killed, I made sure they were. So I know why my dad is looking at me differently. 

I cleared my throat, "nothing. He just backed off," I said to him as I met his eyes, "and I get good marks in his class, so I'm happy, for now." 

He smiled, pleased, "we've been invited for your principal's wife's birthday party." 

Czar and I scoffed. The man's got the nerve to invite us? 

"He's been obedient, and a good customer," my father paused, "let's surprise him with a special appearance, tomorrow night. It'll really make his year," he laughed. 

"What are you really planning father?" I asked him with a raised eyebrow. 

We'd never attend parties of people who don't match us in status and in wealth, so the fact that my father was speaking to us about attending, was raising quite a few red flags. 

"Planning?" He asked calmly, his expression cold and his smirk very obvious, "who said I was planning anything?" 

I looked at Czar and he looked at me, just for a moment before I crossed my legs and accepted the suitcase that was brought to me by one of the male staff. I opened it, finding stacks of money before I closed it. Just looking at it, I could already tell it was RUB 2 million. 

"Whatever you're planning," I paused, letting out a cloud of smoke, "I hope it's fun, because Lord knows, I've been wanting to watch some brains go splat."