The Agent's Bad Boy

"What do you mean the shipment got busted?"

Yegor was trying to unwind after his grueling workout session. The term workout in his schedule means connecting his knuckles to another man's face.

"It's that woman agent Federova boss, I told you not to mess with her." His right-hand man Darko answered knowing that his boss has been playing with fire.

"Do you want me to have another workout Darko? shut it, I'll take care of her. You just run another shipment and make sure our buyer receive their goods."

The Russian drug lord famous for his love of women took another drag of his fine Cuban cigar.

"I'll go above her and convinced them as usual."

By convincing, he meant bribing the officials or threatening them and their families until they succumbed to his wishes. Though with the current economy they usually take the bribe making his life much easier.

"Right boss, and the Voloshin brothers how do you want us to deal with them?"

"Let's kidnap one of them, torture and release him in the middle of nowhere let him find his way back home. Just make sure he stays alive I want him to tell his side of the story." Yegor drink his malt and took another drag of his cigar.

Darko was about to talk when Yegor silenced him as his phone buzzes with an incoming call.

"Evening kiska..."

"I'm not your kitten stop calling me that." Karla, the drug busting agent said to him with irritation in her voice.

"Ah...but you will be, why deny it. So, dinner...where are you, I'll pick you up."

"Yegor! I just busted your shipment. Dinner should be the last thing on your mind right now!"

"What shipment? I don't understand what you're talking about." He chuckled, making her curse on the other line.

"Kiska, that sweet mouth of yours is better for saying sweet loving words, don't you think?"

"That's it I'm hanging up, you...you...perverted drug dealing psycho."

Karla hated that her accomplishment didn't rattle him one bit. He sounded like he always does, calm and too relax for a guy that just lost three truckloads of cocaine.

She would've made it onto the media headline if it weren't for her superior told her to keep it on the down-low. Because apparently, three shipments full of mattresses filled with cocaine were too big of news for people to handle.

And she was calling him to gloat, while curious at the same time wanting to hear what he'd say about it. She was hoping that he would lash out and told her that he'd hunt and kill her for his loss of millions.

But naturally being Yegor, the drug kingpin relaxed and let out a sexy deep chuckle making her body hummed in desire.

She cursed on the inside hating that he has that sexual power over her.

I needed to get laid. Fast. She thought as she pours a glass of wine, the best year she had in celebration of the bust that she lead that afternoon. Though the victory didn't feel as pleasing as she thought it would be.

"Karla, you should relax more." Yegor got up after waving his hand to Darko silently telling him to carry on with his task. He nodded at his boss and leave him to his privacy.

"Tell me, what are you wearing?" His voice was low and inviting.

"Yegor, I'm hanging up." Karla was back to being irritated because deep down she was wanting to stay on the line and talk to him.

"Wait don't, come on... I've missed you."

"Tell me then, something that you know I want to hear." She was ready to end the call, she didn't like wasting time talking to him. She knew their thing was a lost cause, she should be focusing on something else.

"Hey baby...aww, I love you too..." Karla greeted her fat cat Gus and professed her love when he slithers and purrs on her feet.

"Karla?" Yegor asked too quickly, some might say that he sounded a bit jealous.

The female agent knows the signs and she smirked while caressing fat Gus on his fluffy neck.

"Look I gotta go." She smiled widely from the other end as she ended her call abruptly. At least he sounded pissed. She was taking the win.

"Come on Gus, sit with me and tell me about your day."

Karla took her glass and decided to take the whole bottle, while Gus followed her to the bathroom. The lights were dimmed and the candles were lit. She always loves that part of the day.

Her bathwater was finally ready as it was almost filled to the brim. She poured her wine and set the bottle to the little corner table while she stripped naked then dipped into the warm bubbly bath.

Fat Gus took his usual spot on the table as he purrs next to her when she runs her fingers to his soft and thick fur. The fat cat let out his small meow while Karla talked to him about her day.

Yes, behind her though female agent attitude she was one step further to become the infamous cat lady. She drinks her wine and smiled at her beloved cat.

"You know Gus, I don't get why..." she was babbling on about her work while she drinks her wine. Fat Gus was loving the attention as she kept on caressing the cat until his eyes were closed and no longer audible when she talks.

But she wasn't expecting anyone to burst into her bathroom door, especially when that someone was the most wanted man in the country and she was naked and unarmed.

"What the fuck?"

He startled both her and Gus, making her fat Gus almost fall into her bathtub. She put her wine glass and got up from the tub, carelessly revealing her wet naked body for the drug kingpin.

"You almost drown him and made him have a heart attack! What the hell are you doing here? stay. I'll get my gun."

She put on her fluffy bathrobe, then pick up her fat cat and kissed the top of his head lovingly.

"I'm so sorry baby, yes...I love you too." She smiled when he purred to her kisses. Then She put Gus on the floor and shoo him away to the opening of her bathroom door. He meowed and strutted his fat fluffy ass out the door.

Yegor looked at the couple with disbelief in his eyes. Then he snapped when she swiftly took her gun from one of the drawers and pointed the Sig at him.

But he was quick to take it away from her hand and pushed her body and caged her to the bathroom counter.

"You talk to your cat?!" he whispered, his words were in great annoyance. He still couldn't believe that he risked being caught just to bust his favorite agent having a bath and talking to her cat.

"Who doesn't?" she tried to remain calm but his body somehow ignited her senses.

Yegor was driving in full speed to her apartment thinking that he was about to put a bullet on her man. But he did not expect to see her all wet and naked and making him extremely hard.

He ignored her question when he slipped his hand and reaches between her legs.

"Fuck!" she cursed and moaned in seconds, while he trailed his kisses to her still wet neck.

He smirked when her hands were off the counter and were holding on to him.

"Karla you're so fucking sexy, baby..."

"Mmm...hmm...I bet you tell that to all your girls..."

He was playing her expertly and she was not resistant to his charms. And he was mad that she'd thought that he would feel that instant connection to other women.

She was not immune to his charms when she finally pulled him down and kissed him hungrily. Karla was closing in on her climax and was about to come when his phone buzzes. And it kept on buzzing until he decided to pick it up.

"What?! damn it! I'm on my way."

"Kiska..." he holds her beautiful face.

She was wet and needy and so fucking close to her orgasm.

"Tomorrow, I'm going to lick you dry. But for now..." he smirked then told her to finish herself while thinking of him.

The horny agent damned him to hell when she was left alone moments after he answered his call.

Five years before...

"Yes Sir, I'll get on it." Karla was still new to her role in the Main Directorate for Drug Control in the Ministry of Internal Affairs back in Russia. She was surprised when she was called in and briefed on a case then saw familiar names on her copy of the documentation.

She carefully contacted Luka, her long life friend from the orphanage. He was searching for his biological parents and out of the blue, she has a piece of detailed information about his never knew about the half brother.

"You have a fucking brother, no! I'm not kidding. And he's wanted for drug and human trafficking. I'll send you my copy via our secure line in a moment."

"But I'm not looking for a brother, how the hell..."

"Shit, Luka your brother is why your mom joined the agency and married your biological dad. She was married to Russia's biggest crime lord and she left your brother behind. There was so much more information about your parents hidden deep in this building..."

The young agent blurted out the information on a secret line Luka had created for her and renewed every couple of weeks. The tech geek said that he would look into her information but he didn't have time for his brother, he thanked her for his parent's info then both friends ended the call just before it could be traced back to any of them.

Growing up in an orphanage she had limited options for what to do after she gets out. So she decided to make a career in the law enforcement field, thinking they would always need new recruits. Karla had always been the brightest and the most promising student since she was back at the academy. And she was plucked and quickly immersed into the pool of the young and the promising.

It was not until months later when she was deep in her investigation that she realized how dangerous the line of work she decided to take.

*****

"Good evening Mrs. Lebedinsky,"

"Ah...my dearest Karla you have a package, the nice young man leaves it with me after I told him you're still at work. Wait, let me get it for you."

The little old lady was about to leave her unit when she bumped into Karla. It took her a couple of minutes to came out with a little brown box. She took the box and thanked her, then both neighbors parted in the hallway.

It was just after dinner when she remembered about the box, then she decided to open the package. It was a disposable phone with one unknown number on the contact list.

Out of curiosity she makes the call and waited, it didn't take long when a man answered the call.

"The beautiful Agent Federova, it took a while for you to call. I'm glad you're back at your apartment."

"Who's this?"

"Well, you've been studying me these last few months. I'm surprised you don't know my voice already."

She felt the sudden chill, goosebumps were forming on the back of her neck. She didn't expect anyone would reach out to her private residence.

The young agent took a deep breath and replied to him in her most calming manner.

"I've been studying a lot of cases,"

While in reality she has been assigned intensively to the Sokolov cartel and keeping tabs on Yegor. And up until a couple of days ago she almost had him, but somehow he was one step ahead of her. Again.

"Kiska, you've been studying me. I have eyes on you, now here's what I'm proposing..."

His calmness, his words, his well-disguised threats were slowly rattling her until she decided to end the call abruptly.

Her hands trembled and she was quick to reach for her gun. She took her stash Vodka bottle and drink it straight and she hissed when it burns her throat, but relaxed as it warms her previously cold insides.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" she cursed and paced back and forth trying to deal with the situation.

The phone rings again startling her, and her panic state was back on full force until she decided to dunk the phone on her water jug and leave it on her kitchen counter.

She decided to sleep it off and think about her issue tomorrow. It has been a very stressful day for her. But that night a man was sitting on her vanity stool and was watching her sleep when she woke up as she felt a breeze from her window which she did not open.

"Who are you? how the..." the lights were off and it was too dimmed to see who the familiar voice belonged to. She sits up and hurriedly tries to reach for her gun when the cocky guy smiled at her.

"You're looking for this?" he put her gun on her vanity and walked calmly to her bed.

His manly aura invaded her senses when he got up and decided to sit by her side. The bed dipped and he caressed her naked thigh up to her white cotton panties.

He studied her reaction and pleased to see the goosebumps on her upper arm. She backed away only as far as her headboard and was about to make a run when she saw that it was the wanted man who was touching her.

Karla was quick to recollect all his victims that he visited, and the sudden chill crept onto her and she cursed on the inside when she couldn't control her body as the goosebumps started to appear making him look satisfied with her fear.

"I tried calling you. I didn't realize that you like to dip your phone in your drinking water."

"What...do you want?" she tried to voice out her words calmly but it still came out a bit shaky.

His eyes were looking at her, scanning her tight white cotton tank top. He never knew seeing a woman in white cotton underwear was it for him, he saw much less and much more revealing lingerie but none was making him want to caress her toned and supple body with his hands in urgency.

"What I want, is for you to stay away from my business." He said it sternly while tracing his hand to her inner thigh.

Karla gasped with his audacity that she didn't think twice when she slapped him, well...more like tried to slap him. The wanted man was quick with his reflexes and grabbed her hand inches from his handsome face.

"Karla, my feisty little kiska..." he lowered himself, his breath fanning her ear while his hand was still holding onto hers strongly. She told him to stop when she felt his other hand was trailing further up her inner thigh, he did just that and whispered huskily into her ear.

"I...want you to stay away from my business." He grabbed and squeezed her thigh in a way that made her actually aroused, and she was hating herself for feeling it. And Yegor, the young drug dealer who was experienced with women knows exactly that what he just did had sexually enticed her.

And he did not hesitate when he lowered himself to kiss her neck, her cheek, shoulder while his hand move from her thigh to her waist and hold her firmly. The young agent didn't believe herself when she moaned to his little kisses.

"Fuck!" she was back to her senses and pushed him away.

"Not now kiska, I don't have much time," he smirked and got up from her bed. He closed her window then was back to her side within moments, he lowered himself down and cupped her cheek, and kiss her temple.

"Be a good girl and stay away from my business."

With his last words, Yegor left Karla still astound, not believing her luck that she had slipped through the hands of one of the most brutal killers in the country. While he couldn't believe that he had just let the agent unharmed, it was the first for him and he wished that it would be his last.

After all, he has a reputation to uphold.

On the previous night she was left to handle her own business making her extremely cranky, then the morning after her boss told her that she was assigned to another case. Stating that it was more important than the Sokolov cartel.

"Look, let someone else tidy that loose ends for you. I got people upstairs asking a favor for one of our best detectives to help them with their embezzlement case. They'd like the guy to be apprehended before he decided to flee the country."

"Embezzlement? you want me to do an embezzlement case rather than catching the guy who would ruin our future generations?"

"Agent Federova, are you being picky with your assignments? or did you forget that as an officer of the law you take orders from your superior?"

Her superior looked pissed that she was questioning his decision.

"I'm sorry sir, I'll be waiting for the details."

She knows it was Yegor who had just made her assigned to another department, he was making sure that she didn't meddle in his affairs. She knows he had a connection deep within the bureau. He would do this every time she costs his operation a great deal of money.

And because of that, she decided to piss him off by going on a date that night. She knows he has a thing for her and that he was keeping an eye on her. Yet she couldn't care less and keeps on being the upstanding officer and kept on gunning for his downfall.

So, that afternoon she decided to call Simeon Alistratov, one of the city's most well-known, richest, and eligible lawyers.

He has been trying to take her to dinner for the past couple of months. And she has been rejecting him telling him that she was too busy with work, but that night she was going to kick it up a notch with him.

At least that was what she thought.

"You look beautiful Karla," he kissed her hand as he greeted her at the bar entrance where they would wait while drinking before heading out to their table.

They flirted throughout dinner and she was liking him. He looked very polished with his tailored designer suits, clean-shaven, short hair, even his fingernails looked manicured. He was strikingly different from Yegor who looked rugged, mysterious, with a couple of tats peeking from under his sleeves and on the chest.

Karla hated herself because she was comparing the well-accomplished lawyer in front of her with the drug kingpin.

Dinner was finally over, and they were waiting for his driver. He had offered to take her back. She was thinking of taking him up to her place and show him a good time. But when his car arrived, Yegor suddenly appeared.

She tried to appear calm, but she cursed on the inside. And was not surprised when Yegor greeted her date. Obviously, he would've known the lawyer. She studied the drug dealer and knows he has a very good relationship with the country's top lawyers.

And Alistratov included. Damn...

"Thank you for keeping her company Alistratov, but I will take her home."

Her date looked at the man then to Karla, while she squinted her eyes to Yegor hoping that her stare alone could put him behind bars. She knew she couldn't arrest him at that very moment, not with a top lawyer at his disposal. He too will sell his soul if not he would be too afraid to go up against the country's most notorious drug lord.

"Of course, I had a very nice evening Karla. I will talk to you later." The top attorney was about to kiss her cheek when Yegor pulled her to his side and shook his head at him, silently telling him that she was off-limits.

"I think it's best if you stay away from her."

Her date just nodded and get in his car when his driver opens the door for him. He didn't even glance at Karla, which made her boiling on the inside.

She was hailing for a taxi, completely ignoring the badass wanted man beside her. And he pulled her to his side again, when a taxi pulls over for her.

"I'm sorry, she will be going home with me." He told the driver nicely and let an older couple get her taxi.

"See, I can play nice." He whispered after kissing her cheek softly. She could never resist his charms and she blamed her sex-deprived life because of it.

"So what? Do you want an award from me? if you really want to impress me, come with me, turn yourself in," she wanted to get away from him, but she didn't want to make a scene which she knows that he would definitely do. Karla realized that he would not hurt her and that knowledge irritates her the most.

He ushered her to his sleek black Lamborghini, he opened the door for her and she gets inside and follows his lead. They reached her place in less than twenty minutes, he greeted her doorman and told him to park his car without a scratch, and tipped him generously. The young man lit up like a Christmas tree and was gone in a flash, leaving both of them to their privacy.

His hand was to her waist as if he was claiming ownership over her, and she was not confirming otherwise. Years chasing after him, somedays she would feel that all might not be worth it after all. With all the money that he has, he could easily run for president if he wanted to.

"What's on your mind?" he finally asked when they arrived at her unit.

She greeted her fat cat and refill his bowl with more dry food. Yegor just watched and waited for her answer, which she then replied with another question.

"Why? you're stinking rich already. Why not stop?"

He thought she would ask about why he was so infatuated by her. Thankfully she asked an easier question instead. He helped her with her coat and silently admire her toned and beautiful body wrapped in the most simple evening dress, making her looked like the one piece of art that would forever be out of his reach.

"Well, my beautiful kiska... you should know by now that it was never about the money, well it has a bit to do with the money..." he said taking off his coat then joined her as she was pouring both of them a glass of red.

She sipped her glass and sits on her spacious couch.

"...but the power, the influence, the drive, the high of getting all the things, and there's also the simple little joy of being envied at by your rivals."

He wrapped his arm to her shoulder and caressed her gently. She relaxed in his arm and rests her head on his shoulder. That night she was really tired, she had been chasing him for years and failed constantly. Today with her being transferred to another case was one of those days, she couldn't even unwind with another man.

"Must be nice."

"Huh?"

"Having those feelings?" she asked as she put her glass and back to rest on his broad chest. She was hurting and he didn't even notice it. Or maybe he did...

"It is, hey...why are you asking me this?"

"Nothing, look I'm very tired. We should catch up another time." She sighed and got up from her seat and told him to lock the door on his way out. She knows that he had memorized her alarm code and there was nothing she could do about it. He would've killed her a long time ago if he wanted to.

She heard the closing of her door and her alarm code being set on. Then she went to her stash and prepared the lines, she snorted one and decided to pour herself another glass.

Karla decided to call her boss lying about her being sick, and was taking her sick days for the next couple of days. He was a bit stunned by her call, but wish her to get well soon.

"Asshole." she cursed after she ended the call with a thank you.

She was feeling the high minutes later, then decided to snort a longer line. It was her second time in more than six months inhaling the powdery substance, she never thought she would dare to try the drugs but the stress was catching up to her.

"What the fuck are you doing to yourself?"

Karla didn't even hear him coming back, but there he was looking at her pathetic self. One of the best drug-busting government agents taking drugs in the comfort of her own home.

"Having my sick days, oh...you mean this? I'm sampling your non-existing cocaine. And they're right, you only sell..." she was still being chatty when he left her talking to herself in front of her bathroom mirror.

Looking at her dilated eyes, the tracks left on her bathroom counter, he knows she was seriously high.

And for the first time ever he didn't like seeing someone that high.

"Come..." he was back with bottled water and swiftly carry her in his arms.

She snuggled closer to his chest and told him that she was tired, really tired.

"I'm sorry kiska...I'll take care of you."