#originalyuri

Alina’s heart was racing inside her chest, she couldn’t believe she just tasted Amanda’s lips onto hers. She loved it; she loved Amanda’s incredibly soft hands caressing her, her tongue playing around inside her mouth, her warmth mixing with her own and her delicious sweet smell... “Jesus Christ... Did I really fell for her?” Alina whispered to herself, she couldn’t believe her heart was stolen by the blue eyed woman, she had never felt something like this. She was afraid of it. 

“Hey, you!” Alina yelled to a pretty maid that was passing by, while massaging her temples; she was still out of herself. The maid noticed and deduced the lady wasn’t feeling well. “Are you ok, my lady?” The maid asked softly, with a worried face between being afraid Alina wasn’t in a good mood and that she may have gotten sick. “I’m fine, sorry for calling you like this.” Alina apologized and it was a bit strange for the maid, since she usually didn’t act that way. Alina noticed the puzzled look on the maids face and ignored it for the time being, her cheeks turning a light pink. “Please send our guest these pills along with a well cooked breakfast.” The hazel eyed woman took the maids hand and deposited the bottle there, leaving the woman behind to carry on the task just received.

Amanda was still resting, her body felt over-used and she probably needed more sleep, but she wasn’t going to stay there on Alina’s house taking advantage of her hospitality. She decided to get off of the bed and change her clothing but when she was about to move a knock on the door stopped her on her tracks. “I’m one of the lady’s maids, I brought breakfast.” The woman announced and opened the door to see Amanda’s awkward smile. Even though the maid didn’t notice and thought Amanda’s smile was cute, the other woman had a small knife under the sheets, just in case.

“Hello there, thank you for the food. What’s your name?” Amanda casually asked in a flirty tone when receiving the food on a bed tray in front of her, making the other woman blush a little. “I’m sorry my lady, but our names shouldn’t be said.” The woman smiled, leaving the pills on one side of the tray. “What’s this?” Amanda asked taking the bottle in her hands, naturally suspicious of it. “Lady Alina asked to give you these along with a well cooked breakfast.” The maid simply answered, taking a position beside the door, waiting for Amanda to finish her meal or to tell her to go. 

“Well, these are just painkillers and I won’t be needing them so, I’ll just eat this amazing looking meal. Is it poisoned?” Amanda asked jokingly but with a serious stare which made the maid nervous and stumble with her words. “W-what?!... N-no...” The woman’s straight posture became all crooked with nervousness. “Hahahaha! Relax, relax, I’m just joking. I’m naughty like that.” Amanda replied with her natural flirting tone while taking a sip of her coffee, she was usually like this with everyone she didn’t know as a defense mechanism.

“In all seriousness, was this meal made by you? It is delicious!” Amanda said truthfully this time and the maid smiled softly with her cheeks turning red. 

“Hahahaha!” Alina heard chuckles and laughter behind the door she was about to enter. “Is this Amanda and... the maid?” A surge of jealousness entered her body when she kept listening both people having a pleasant conversation, more like Amanda “flirting” with her maid and the other woman replying to it. The hazel eyed woman opened the door without thinking and both women inside stopped talking, looking straight at her with a surprised look on their faces.

Silence overpowered the room and Alina’s face had a small frown adorning it, Amanda noticed right away and told the maid to leave the room with just a look, since she suspected something or someone was going to explode. The maid left silently and without looking at Alina’s eyes, not without doing the usual reverence first.

“What was that?” Alina asked Amanda, and the woman in the bed got confused at the question. “What was what?” Amanda didn’t know what the fuck just happened. “Were you flirting with my maid just now?” Alina didn’t sugarcoat the question at all, she didn’t know why she felt her chest making knots. Amanda’s face turned serious and analyzed her next words carefully. “... Are you jealous?” And apparently she didn’t analyze enough because Alina’s frown got bigger and suddenly she left the room, leaving the door completely open.

“What did I do now?...” Amanda whispered to herself, but she kind of suspected what was going on, Alina was jealous and mad at her because of it. She knew her usual behavior of flirting with other people may have gotten to Alina’s nerves, specially if it was one of her employees. Her body felt like shit, but she didn’t let that stop her from changing clothes and look for the hazel eyed woman, she wanted to apologize even though she felt she didn’t do anything wrong.

Alina’s chest felt heavy; a sensation you get when you’re extremely jealous and your heart broken, but she didn’t understand why. Amanda wasn’t her partner, they weren’t even dating, why was she reacting this way, she shouldn’t care. Her footsteps echoed all the way to the outside of the mansion, through the garden, she needed to sort her head right at that moment or else. Her feelings were all over the place and she couldn’t control them. She was about to enter through a beautiful arch made of bushes when she felt a delicate hand grabbing her forearm, stopping her abruptly.

“Alina...” She heard that beautiful voice that made her melt, she didn’t know since when she found it beautiful though. “What are you doing out of bed? You should be resting.” Alina said with a worried voice masked with a bit of anger, kind of forgetting the reason why they were in that current situation. “You didn’t give me a choice. I got worried about you since you left in such an angry manner...” Amanda said and Alina could see in her eyes confusion and sadness mixed in together. “I... I...” Alina couldn’t muster the words she was thinking and Amanda loosened the grip on her forearm lowering her head down a bit.

“I know I may come up as an asshole most of the times...” Amanda started to explain, searching for a way to fix the current wall between them somehow. She didn’t want to loose the closeness she had achieved with Alina, she really liked her a lot, more than anyone she had ever met. “The flirting you heard wasn’t as real as you think, I do that when I want to know who I am dealing with.” Her hand left Alina’s forearm completely but she came closer, getting inside the hazel eyed woman’s personal space. “I don’t trust people easily and I thought that woman was going to kill me, either with the pills or with the food, so I had to use some tricks up my sleeve to find out...” Amanda was feeling anxious, she didn’t want to loose Alina without even having her, she wanted to be with her badly even though she denied it so many times before.

“I like you so much, Alina...” Amanda held the other woman’s face with both hands softly and Alina’s breath hitched at the touch. The hazel eyed woman was still silent but she didn’t look mad anymore, her eyes softened quickly at Amanda’s words. “You’re the only one that has been able to make me feel this way... You could kill me if you want right at this moment, since you’re my biggest weakness...” Amanda’s voice came out so soft almost like a whisper but mixed in with such a passion that the other woman’s heart skipped a beat. Alina’s eyes narrowed down and stared at the other woman’s lips while her sneaky hands pulled her from the hips abruptly, stealing a deep sigh from Amanda’s lips. Their faces were now only inches away from each other.

They almost kissed if it weren’t for Alina’s cellphone interrupting the moment so abruptly. Alina’s face changed to one of concern while releasing Amanda from her grasp, usually all the times she would get a phone call it would be for the worst news. She held the phone in her hand, tentatively, not knowing if to actually pick it up since she didn’t recognize the number. “Are you going to answer?” Amanda asked a bit worried, wondering if Alina knew who the caller was. Alina answered and her face shifted again to hatred when she heard the voice on the other side. “What do you want?” The hazel eyed woman said and Amanda kept quiet trying to decipher what was going on.

“Remember the favor you promised me?” The voice of her father in jail sounded through the device. Alina had forgotten completely about the favor she promised the man when he gave her Amanda’s location a while back, when she was looking for her for a whole different reason. “Yes, I remember.” The woman gritted her teeth inside her mouth, she was a woman of her word but she hated the fact she gave it to the wrong man for the wrong reasons. “Well, I need you to marry the governor. Details will be sent soon.” And the man hanged up.

Alina’s eyes were open like plates, she was in shock. Her eyes looked straight into Amanda’s deep blue ones and somehow the other woman could read she wasn’t fine. “Hey, what happened?!” Amanda touched Alina’s cheek softly closing in on her but Alina stepped back, building another wall between them, leaving Amanda’s hand in the air. “We have to stop seeing each other.” Alina said with a cold tone that hurt deep inside of her and she imagined Amanda would take it badly as well. “Why?” Amanda’s semblance changed to a serious one, she knew something had happened and she wasn’t giving up on Alina that easy either way. 

“I’m marrying the governor soon.” Alina replied, looking elsewhere, she wasn’t happy with the outcome of her day. She knew something this fucked up would end up happening soon enough. “Like hell you will.” Amanda blurted out, serious as hell, she was getting angry by the minute. “I won’t let you” She said following up. “I have to.” Alina said absent minded. “Why?! Do you love him or something?!” Amanda yelled with anxiety in her voice, her chest was feeling heavy now and her heart felt like it was making knots. “Of course not!” Alina answered with a similar anxiety in her voice, she looked at Amanda’s eyes and she wanted desperately to embrace her. She wanted to tell her she was the one she loved, but she couldn’t, just to make things easier.

“Leave.” Alina turned around and gave Amanda her back, she wasn’t able to hold the other woman’s gaze anymore. “Fine. I’ll leave.” Alina was surprised at Amanda’s reply and turned around to see her again, she couldn’t believe what she saw. Amanda had tears dropping down her cheeks slowly; she noticed Alina’s gaze and cleaned them up with the back side of her hand, trying to hide the fact she was deeply hurt.

To be continued...

Original story I’ve been wanting to write for a long, long time. Hope everyone gives it a chance and let me know if they find it enjoyable enough. This story will contain action, adventure and lesbians, my favorite combination. Enjoy! <3 - naibselstories

“I ain’t giving you what you want.” Says the woman with a messy bun hairdo, darkest shade of black anyone could see, almost like a black pearl. Her chin was up a bit, holding itself with the coldest gun barrel she would ever feel on her neck. Her dark blue eyes looked bore at the person holding the weapon, almost crossing the line of a defiance gaze. Very rarely she would be in a situation like this, she was usually the one on the other side of the mirror; pointing guns at people and asking dire questions.

“You should know I’m a very impatient individual.” Says the other woman, with looks that could kill, literally. She had brown hair, with very thin blonde highlights that you could only notice if you were as close as they were. Her eyes were hazel and just like a galaxy you couldn’t decide which color they actually were. The woman sitting on the chair with her arms and legs tied up thought she was beautiful, but obviously this wasn’t the best moment to admire your kidnappers physique. 

“Ok. Ok. Ok. I’ll let you on in a little secret.” Says the woman on the chair, with a faked giving up act that somehow convinces the other woman. “What’s that?” The woman with the gun pushes a little further up, making the dark haired one hiss a little; her chin feeling hot for a moment thanks to the sudden rub of the metal on her skin. “Fuck... YOU!” Replies to the pretty lady in a mocking tone, giving her a sided smile; a confident smirk that makes her captor infuriated. 

“I will KILL....!” Gun lady was interrupted with a knocking on the door, she couldn’t finish the sentence that was probably gonna end up in a punching session, or so the blue eyed woman thought. “Lady Alina, important news regarding your father.” Could be heard from behind the door, and you could see a sudden shift on her face expressions; they were a mix of pain, sadness and resentment. The woman on the chair noticed all of it almost immediately, she was a good detective like that. 

“Don’t go anywhere, Amanda Cluskot.” Alina Monserrat says in a serious mocking tone, giving for a fact that she wasn’t gonna be able to escape anyways; saving the gun at her holster and walking out of the room at a fast pace. As soon as the door was closed behind her Amanda knew it was her chance to escape. 

“Don’t go anywhere, don’t go anywhere. BITCH.” She says imitating the woman that left the room seconds ago, in the funniest and childish way possible. She dropped herself along with the wooden chair onto her side with the best force she could muster and at least her feet loosened up from the impact. “Perfect.” That was all she needed to be able drop herself somehow again and break the rest of the wooden chair into pieces. Don’t ask.  

“How in the WORLD did she ESCAPE?!” Alina could be heard hissing just twenty minutes later after coming back to the room, where she left the “helpless detective” (or more like hired investigator), to receive the news her father was back in town. 

“Where the HELL have you been?!” An old looking guy says exasperated, his arms went from being waved in the air to being crossed just about he finished articulating the words out of his mouth. “Jesus, like father like daughter, apparently.” Amanda’s response was cynical and somehow the old man wasn’t sure to take it seriously or not. “What?...” Was all he could muster being from completely angry to confused in merely seconds, the transition was almost comical. 

“I’ll get to the point Mr. Richards.” Amanda continues, ignoring him completely and going past his serious body language. “Your dear good looking killer of a daughter (literally)...” She turns around pointing a finger directly to his beard. “...knows you’re in town and wants you dead... shocking huh?” Smiles more to herself than to anyone else, she already knew how this type of family drama would unfold. “Beard looking good by the way.” Says the last words winking at his annoyed expression. She was honest though.

“This is IT, I’m so DONE with your childish stupidity. I will pay for your services and leave. I can’t believe you were recommended to me.” The old man was already moving his feet to his car and the nearest exit of the multi-storey parking they were in, but was stopped immediately by a now serious looking Amanda. “Uh... EXCUSE me.” The woman says, quite offended by the man’s last words and “unreasonable” attitude. “I’m one of the best, if not the best, investigator you will ever find.” Amanda continues. If looks could kill, the man would be already dead, and it did in fact, send a chill down his spine even though he was the right handed man of a prominent politician. He swallowed thickly and stayed silent the next few minutes, he better did.

“I will get the information that your daughter has, tying you on all the shady crap you’ve ever done in your miserable life; hack and delete. Rinse and repeat until it is no longer necessary and your image is so clean that people will mistake you for a saint.” Amanda had put a monotonous tone, embedding it to every word, voiding them of any emotion in the process. It was in fact, in purpose, so the old man would take her seriously (finally) and so she could rest easy knowing that her reputation was still intact, at least what remained of it (haha!). 

“All I ask of you...” She kept at it a bit more, the man still silent almost dead, frozen in place. “...is a bit of patience.” A wink was delivered by the basically crazy woman and a smirk appeared later on onto her lips when leaving the scene. The old man finally let out a sigh of relief when she left, reminding himself what it meant to breath.

Amanda looked at her bathroom’s mirror with quite some interest; she wasn’t actually looking at her own perfectly toned, slim body, or admiring her long wet hair dropping down to her chest. She wasn’t counting her scars accumulated on her white-as-a-sheet skin, no. She was a weird soul lost in thought, remembering everything that had happened that day; repurposing thoughts and exchanging possible outcomes. She was thinking of “Alina” and how she would finish the task she was given by her client.

Alina’s father was a huge asshole. As the right hand of a man called Joseph King (prominent corrupt politician, soon to be president), he had a background full of sins and a tendency to make enemies everywhere he went, including his own daughter. Why would his own daughter want him killed? You may ask. He wasn’t father of the year, apparently. He had abandoned her after ordering her mother’s death, gifting her a lonely life as the “mob princess” she became afterwards. Long years of street violence and carnage made pain and blood her only language.

It was bothersome for Amanda having to work this type of cases, since she wasn’t going to be able to kill anyone by sheer mistake. This case would definitely send her hundreds if not thousands thugs and killers behind her back; if something did in fact go wrong she would need to disappear as a last resort. She needed to be completely careful, she thought. She needed to change her physique and invade Alina’s compound (again!) as a spy of some sort. Pizza delivery girl? Huh, no. Daughter of a popular mob boss in town? Maybe. A “non-interesting” new recruit? Perfect. Next few weeks were going to be insane!

She cut her hair short, in a “side swept undercut” style and painted her tips in a light blue color. Wore black colored contacts to hide her undeniably beautiful blue eyes, and covered her body in dark leathered clothing like a biker would. She looked hot, instead of her usual “femme fatale” style, she looked a bit more like a “tomboy with a girly girl streak”, perfect for the task at hand.

“Who the hell are you?” Alina’s voice echoed in the room with a bored tone, not even looking at her guest directly in front of her; she was more interested in the computer in front of her, which made Amanda offended a little bit. “Joselene, but you can call me Joe for short.” Amanda had mastered an english accent out of nowhere, she just thought it was a nice touch to her improvised character.

Alina found her accent a bit on the strange side; an english woman wanted to join her forces? She analyzed the situation and started to get curious about what was happening. Her right-handed man told her she was a rare case but worth it, supposedly. “Why are you here?” Alina asked turning away from the computer and her left eyebrow jumped up, giving “Joe” an inquisitive look. “I’m here for a job opportunity.” Amanda says not giving up her act, she was a good one. 

“I meant, here in America.” Alina said not swallowing the whole story, something didn’t quite fit and she didn’t know what. “My parents died in a fire when I was a kid. Chose to come to America, so I could have a change of scenery. Also, who doesn’t love some racist assholes?” Amanda said in a cynical tone, trying to make the questioning a lighter chat, hoping to deviate the conversation in the process. It seemed to be working very well. “Marco said you needed some muscle.” She continued not giving Alina the opportunity to process. Amanda flexed her right arm, showing the formed muscle she had in some type of a funny joke. She could swear she saw Alina’s face soften up a bit when she did this, almost stealing a smile, but it was gone in mere seconds, making her think that maybe it was just her imagination. 

“Marco is right. I need someone to find my father’s whereabouts. He is back in town but hidden somewhere, trying to evade getting his ass roasted by the authorities.” Alina mentioned casually, moving her hands up into the air and letting them drop like someone “giving up”, Amanda knew perfectly that THAT wasn’t the case. “I have all the incriminating information to put him under and I’m pretty sure he wants it to disappear. If it does, he would be saved and I wouldn’t be able to get my revenge.” Alina said to Amanda, and she as “Joe” swallowed thickly in secret; if Alina knew she was the same woman as the past few weeks and that she worked for the same guy she wanted to see disappear, Amanda would be dead in a heartbeat.

“Leave it to me.” Is all “Joe” said, turning around and leaving the room. Her back leaned on the door as soon as she closed it behind her, then looking up to the ceiling and closing her eyes, saying all of this was fucked up inside her head. Her own conscience was starting to fight her, but she kept it far away, trying to ignore it.

Alina gave “Joe” some difficult jobs at first, mainly to verify her “loyalty” to the group, even though she didn’t actually say so from her mouth Amanda knew that this was indeed the case. In the end “Joe” successfully completed every work in an easily manner and gained Alina’s favor and respect. It was time to give Alina the hope she so desperately wanted, and after a long time Amanda gave it to her, a hint to her father’s whereabouts. 

“Are you sure about this?” Alina was hopeful and looked at “Joe” with a glint of gratefulness in her eyes. Her face was always serious but, when she was with “Joe” the features of her face softened without herself even noticing. Amanda somehow always noticed things like this; she could see tiny details of a person’s body language with ease. The last month or so Alina gave her trust to the “english lady”, a very difficult thing for her to do since she didn’t trust anyone, until now. 

“We will grab him by surprise, tonight.” Amanda said, biting her lower lip, nervous about what was going to happen next; the “betrayal” she was going to gift Alina tonight, made her skin crawl in disgust with herself. The other woman noticed and thought it was “Joe” being nervous about something going wrong with the task that night.

“You’ll do exceptionally fine, as always.” Alina grabbed “Joe’s” forearm with her delicate fingers and gave her a reassuring squeeze. Both of them shared gazes at each other, their eyes meeting in an awkward stare, which suddenly made them feel like getting struck by something electrifying; neither of them knowing what it was. “Uh... I... Thank you. I will prepare everything for tonight.” Amanda replies trying to regain her cool which was the attitude she always reflected in front of Alina as “Joe”, and left the room in hurry.

Alina was left alone in her office, trying to make sense of what just happened, not being able to figure it out. She ended up lost in thought asking herself some questions; Did she like Joe? She did but not in a “romantic” way, at least she thinks not? “No, I doubt it.” She murmured to herself. Did she trust her? Yes, she did. The last couple of times she worked with her she would be dead if she wasn’t present. She even took a bullet for her; when a Russian thug shot at her Joe got right in the middle without thinking it twice, getting injured on her left arm for weeks. Aline smiled in secret, she thought Joe was very brave, she loved the fact that Joe cared for her enough to give her own life for her. Was she worth those sacrifices though? No, she wasn’t, or so she thinks.

For Amanda in the other hand, was a complete... “Clusterfuck, FUCK!” She screamed below her breath, trying not to call any attention while she was leaving. She left Alina’s office in a very awkward and in a very hurried pace, she didn’t know what else to do; trust her mind, her heart or her conscience? She needed the money to survive in this jungle and gave her word to the wrong person, sealing a job she thought would be easy because she thought his daughter was also an asshole! But Alina wasn’t that bad in the end, Amanda thought, she was only misguided by her own desire of revenge and hate for her father. Deep inside she had a good heart, she was kind but hidden in a monsters facade. 

“UGH!” Amanda let out in frustration and a guard looked at her with a confused look. She ignored him and kept walking. What should she do? Give Alina to her father and steal all the info the guy wanted? Or give the guy to Alina and disappear, because she would probably kill her with her own hands? Either way, she was fucked, but why? Why did she cared what Alina thought of her or if she ended up hating her? She wasn’t her friend. “She is nothing to me.” Amanda whispered looking at her hands, expecting to see some answers there for all her troubles. 

“Are you ready for tonights event?” Marco’s voice appeared out of nowhere, he was a silent man and while he was posted resting his back into a wall, smoking... something, he saw “Joe” stopping in the middle of his line sight. Amanda was startled by his voice and turned to the side, looking at him with a smug look, trying to hide her real emotions inside. “Yeah, of course man.” Its all she could come with, keeping the conversation short just in case.

“You don’t look fine. Want some?” Marco showed his hand, two fingers holding out a bit of the smoke he was enjoying, out of sympathy for her. “Thank you, but I don’t really smoke. I appreciate it though.” Amanda replied, starting to walk away. “Hey, hey, wait up.” The guy went after her and Amanda turned around to look at him in the eyes, her face was confused. “Look, I wanted to briefly talk to you about something.” He didn’t waste time to explain what was going on with him, probably because he saw “Joe” was in a hurry. “Its about Alina...” And his face turned serious, head down with sad eyes, he looked like a puppy. “She needs you tonight, more than ever Joselene. This is the most important event in her life and you’ve become the most important person in her life.” He looked straight into "Joes” eyes, and she couldn’t understand what was happening. She knew the guy had a big crush on Alina, but she didn’t know it was THAT big.