Taming The Las Vegas Playboy

Chapter 115 - Amiya (5)

 She was very beautiful and very attractive! Now she was sending him a sweet smile and her curves were very seductive underneath him. 

"Um, nice kiss. I like it."

The splashing voice said and gave him a seductive smile. Bernardo immediately smiled back in a pleasing gesture. No woman would be so arrogant for long in his arms. Her body had gone limped, Bernardo was sure it was because she could not resist his hot kiss.

Amiya reached out to touch his chest. Sending him a seductive glance.

"I want to kiss and want to do more interesting things with you, Avatar. Are you interested?

He whispered. The smiling handsome face was full of joy, knowing his own charming looks that he was full of it and it always worked with any woman. Amiya smiled immediately. Reaching for his face Put her finger on his lips. Her face was smiling but in her mind was swearing and cursing him. This man needed a good lesson. And it had got to be her to give it to him!

 Amiya lifted her face up to kiss on his cheek lightly. 

"Why not? ... You're so handsome ... Um, ... but you are very heavy. I can't breathe and I prefer being on top. Um. "

Said a sweet voice stroking his chest back and forth. Bernardo smiled broadly. He sat up, was thinking that he forgot himself, putting all his weight on her slim body.  

He leaned against the seat and pulled Amiya to straddle on his lap, both hands squeezed her hips while pushing his hips up in rhythms to make his hard shaft touch her softness.

Amiya told herself to be patient and stroking on his chest more. Continually descending, moving her hands down to his waist.

There! Jackpot!... Her hand touched a gun barrel that lustful lunatic put at his waistband.  Amiya was calculating while touching his chest again. 

"You're very sexy. Hm, all muscles and a nice six-pack. I can feel your strength and imagining touching you everywhere... Hm... "

She whispered into his ears and could see that the car slowed down as there was a set of traffic lights ahead of them.

Right that second, the thin hand immediately pulled the gun out of Bernardo's waist. Bernardo was still enjoying the picture she put in his imagination so he was putting his guard down unforgivably himself for this. His cannon in the pants hardened and painful as he had been left hanger on the edge of the cliff since Mindy ran away.

Amiya then pointed the gun between his thighs. She lifted a corner of her mouth in a smirk. 

Bernardo jerked up frightenedly when the tip of the gun was pressed onto his hard shaft between his legs. Making him thrill but in a very very bad way, afraid the bullet would be incidentally fly off and hit his beloved part. The REAL gun kissed on his personal gun perfectly! He raised both hands up in the air.

"Hey! ... Don't play like this, beautiful. That gun is real. Oh, shit! Hey... Don't press too hard ... Fuck! "

Bernardo swore out fiercely and angry with himself for not being careful with this tomboy. Amiya quickly moved away from his lap, moved the gun to point at his chest instead. She moved to sit closely to the other door. 

"Don't move, otherwise I will shoot."

The sweet voice had gone, now she said with a tense voice and her face was not indicating that she was joking!

"Give the gun back to me now. I know that you won't dare to shoot me in the middle of the city like this. And you don't know how to use the gun anyway. "

He said. The corner of his mouth twitched up as an insulting smirk. Bernardo thought women did not usually pay attention to weapons like guns. And his gun was the special dead expensive one, not many people would have this model.

 Amiya gave a quick glance at the gun. The slender hand nudged the gun smoothly while nodding to him.

"Do you want to try?" She asked and stared at him.

Bernardo quickly closed his mouth when he looked at her unlocking his expensive automatic gun with a quick move and her attractive face was smirking, pressed the gun on his chest.

"Now it's ready." She said with a cool voice. Bernardo kept silent.

Looking at the way she was holding the gun and unlocked it, he then knew that she really knew how to use it. Her face was very cool. Her eyes looked straight into his eyes and her one hand holding the gun was steady! So she could shoot for real!

Bernardo was thinking fast and his hands were still up in the air.

"Come on. If you want to get out, I'll let you out. Just give me the gun. "

The calm voice tried to make a friendly talk. It was not fun to have somebody pointing a gun on your chest like this!

Bernardo did not want to die by a woman's hands. It would be so embarrassing that the casino godfather was hit by a woman with his own gun!

Fortunately, his two men in the front seats did not see this! Otherwise, they would laugh at him and the story would spread faster than the wind!

As in their gang, they had a saying... If Murphy knew, the whole world knew!

The car moved forward. Amiya was looking out. Her plan was to jump when they stopped at the red light ahead. Bernardo looked at the beautiful face. Her big eyes were fierce and the gun position was ready to shoot. He could not help to be amazed by her quick movement as though she was a professional hitwoman. And a man like Bernardo did not often make mistakes like this.

"I said, give the gun back to me. I won't do anything to you. And I will tell my men to give you a lift to wherever you want. Com'on. Give it to me, honey. Look, I am unlocking the car door for you. No hidden agenda."

The calm voice tried to convince her. But Amiya never trusted the lunatic. When the car stopped at traffic lights as expected, Bernardo then quickly moved, but he was slower than the kicking she sent to hit hard on his chest! Making a terrible heavy crush and hurtful sound. It sent Bernardo's body backward to hit the other car door.

The slender figure quickly grabbed the car door open and leaped off immediately. She ran across the road and disappeared among people.

"Fuck!"

Bernardo swore furiously to himself. He quickly pressed the button to move the screen panel blocked between the front and back down.

"Fucking great! The woman has escaped. She ran to that way. Tyson, you head the car that way, follow her!"

The boss ordered with a very fierce voice. Murphy turned to look at the boss. He saw his handsome face frowned. The front of his expensive suit had stamps of the feet there. That was a new logo. Murphy thought. He did not see that before. The shoe mark was clearly visible on the boss's chest.

"What are you looking at?!!" The boss shouted. Murphy hurriedly shook his head.

"Nothing, boss."

Murphy said and give another glance to the boss's chest before quickly turned to look at the front. Tyson turned the car, heading to the direction the boss point at.

Bernardo and his followers searched for her for hours until exhausted and felt enough, then they stopped and returned to the casino.

Bernardo cursed out fiercely when he was alone in his office. He could not tell anyone this story, the story of a woman taking his expensive personal gun from his very own waist. He could not accept it.

This must be kept as a top-secret. Nobody would know this embarrassing incident ever! Especially, Stefan Mackenzie!

He must find her and retrieve the gun before everyone knew about the shame of the big mafia being attacked by a woman and lost his gun!

And more importantly, when he found her, he would teach her some expensive lessons! No woman ever dared to leave a footprint on his chest and stole his gun.

He would teach her to know who she was dealing with!  

His chest was only women to lean on. But she dared to leave a foot stamp as a memorial that a person like Bernardo Costa would never forget!

Amiya fled to hide in a small hotel. She changed her mind, not going to the airport yet as the mad dog might go to look for her there. She did not want to take a risk.

She did not want to contact Sara either, thinking that her father was probably looking for her right now and of course, he would be angry and he would keep an eye on Sara to see if Amiya contracted her sister or not.

Amiya knew that from now on her life was not going to be as simple as she would love it to be. The gun in her bag made it difficult to plan where to go next. She definitely would keep it as a souvenir! The jackass mafia would have learned by now that he could not just do whatever he wanted to women!