Chapter - 2 ( Blood and Wine)

The spicy aroma around the atmosphere was making Claudia drool internally. Her eyes looked longingly at the plate of steak, which was served to customers. Her stomach growled, begging her attention but she only sighed. 

The day had been gone smoothly, her new job as the waitress in this small, cozy restaurant was a ray of hope for her in this darkened state of her life. 

" Claudia, go attend table number 4." His manager voice snapped her back from her thoughts. 

She nodded quickly, adjusting her shirt, taking a pen and paper she rushed through steady steps towards the table. 

" Good, evening sir. I will be your server today." Her black curls was neatly tied up in a pony tail, as her natural red lips streched in a smile looking at three men. 

All were in suits, the one in black one give her an evil smirk as his eyes racked her form from head to toe. She was thankful that instead of some skirt this restaurant has pants as uniform. 

" Would you like to order something."  Her grip on the notepad tightened slightly as all three of them stole a glance at each other before resting their eyes on her. 

" I will have steak, medium-rare  " The one with blue jacket mumbled, Claudia quickly jotted down, bobbing her head. 

" I will have surf and turf." One in brown jacket ordered. 

Claudia frowned lightly, but looked up with a smile, waiting for the man in black one to place his order. 

" Sir, yours?" She questioned ignoring the way his gaze was making bugs crawl over her skin. 

" I will  have Red wine with you " Claudia's hand stopped as she looked up sharply at the man who was giving her a sly fox like smile. 

Whole day has passed without problem. Don't Claudia , don't mess this up. 

 Notching down her anger, and shutting down the thoughts which were telling her to punch off his smirk. She gave a lip tight smile. 

" Jokes apart sir. I am not on the menu. Please order." She fake chuckled, drawing the attention of the grey eyed man which table was next to the one she was stuck on. 

" How much will I have to pay, if you were on menu?" The man leaned on his elbow, whispering and his fellows laughed at his audacity. 

You need this job, Claudia! 

She reminded herself, her smile dropped as she bit inside of her cheek to stop herself from scratching that disgusting man's face. 

" Order something that's on menu." This time, there was hint of anger in her tone. 

" Aww, are you getting angry." The man mocked her. 

She fisted her hand around the pen, the skin of her knuckles turning white. 

Grey eyed man clamly pushed his plate, taking a sip of the water. As he waved his two fingers to call the waiter. He was done with this shit. He would have handled the situation but it seemed more appropriate for him to call the manager to kick out theses haressing animals. 

" Don't be shy."  The man cooed placing his hand on her shirt clad back as soon as it went south, Claudia had enough. 

Hell with this job! 

Putting her hand over his, she brought it in front on the table and next second the pen she was holding was stabbed on his palm, eliciting a shriek from him. 

" Disgusting pig!" She hissed out taking a step back, eyes lingering on his friends who finally got out from their shock. 

" You bitch!" One of them yelled charging at her, but Claudia was quicker than him. 

" Don't call for your mother." She replied with a mocking smile of her own before, she kicked him between his leg, making him fell on the floor groaning while the third one as soon as he got up she threw her paperpad towards him. 

Theodore leaned back in his seat, his grey eyes swimming with amusement as he saw the scene unfolding in front of him. 

" What's going on here?"  The managers voice made the girl stiffened and for the first time Theodore saw the anxiety in her green eyes. 

" I am going to sue this restaurant of yours." The man hissed pulling out the pen, as he stood up. 

" And you I will ruin you." Pointing his index finger towards Claudia he threatened. 

Theodore sighed, pushing his brown locks behind. He crossed his arms over his chest. His one word and all three of them will end up behind the bars for the rest of their life. 

But he didn't interfere, he wanted to see what this brave girl was going to do because despite the worry on her face, her eyes were glaring back at all three of them with fierocity of setting them on fire. 

But the light ringtone of his phone cut his entertainment off. With almost bored expression, Theodore hand dipped in his pocket pulling his phone. 

" Dami?" He whispered, standing up from his chair to get to some quiet area as the his amusing background was getting noisy. 

" Theodore, I want to tell you my all passwords." The words of Damiano had Theodore brow shooting up in surprise. 

For once hell could freeze over but Damiano would not tell his password to anyone especially Theodore.

" Why? You dying or something?" Theodore chuckled lightly as he pulled the glass door, steeping out in the cold air. 

" Oh well! Dying." Blue eyed man groaned out, pressing his back on the car door for support as he tried to stand up. 

" Damiano?! You serious?" Theodore hand went in his hair ruffling them up as he strode towards his black lamborghini. 

" Umm hmm. We have got some freshly backed enemy, buddy." Hissing he answered chuckling soundlessly at his words. 

" Where are you?" Unlike Damiano who was finding humour still in this situation, Theodere was serious. 

But before Damiano could gave answered to his friends query, sound of sirens filled up the air. 

" What's that?" Theodere questioned, speeding up, rolling the car on the main street.

" Ambulance?" Blue eyes blinked curiously, as he tilt his head to the side.

" What?" Grey eyes squinting in confusion as his reply.

" The f*cker said something about ambulance but was he for real?"  Damiano didn't bother to clear the confusion of the man on other side of phone. 

Leaning on the car, Damiano's fingers grazed the knife that was in his pocket. His jaw cleenched dreading as he pulled it out as soon as the Ambulance stopped in front of him. 

" Dr. Steven?" His tense shoulder relaxed as soon as his blue eyes flickered to the man who had come out of the Ambulance who is infact was his family doctor. 

" Steven? Did you just said Steven. F*cking hell Dami… just tell me where the hell are you?" Theodere frustrated voice growled as his palm hit the steering wheel. 

So, that mysterious scar guy was serious! 

" Sir, you okay?" Steven's concerned voice filled up the air to which Damiano give a curt node, his face falling in a blank mask which he was famous for. 

" Looks like we have got an insanely f*cked up enemy."  Despite the cold chuckle that left his lips, his eyes danced in mirth. 

This was going to be fun.…