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"I will repeat myself for the third time, give us the folder miss." Hot mess! This is a hot mess! How did they know I had the file on me? It was deeply tucked in my bag. And who are these people? "Uhm, I'm sorry I think you have the wrong person. I'm not from around here and I have nothing with me." I replied with the most polite tone ever. " You work for Salvatore right?" Another of them asked with a Russian accent. Salvatore? Was that the name of a bird?- "We can help you if you give us the folder willingly, we do not have to take it forcefully." The first man said again as he began moving close to me. I took a step back. And another. And another, until I bumped into what seemed like a wall…. No I mean, a human. "You don't have to make it hard miss, give us the folder." He said from behind me making me shudder in fear. "We know you work for Salvatore, and we won't hesitate to end you this instant." "What? No! I have no idea who Salvatore is." I stated quite angrily getting frustrated at this. "So you know who Vladimir is as well?" Vladimir? Wait! Vladimir? Wasn't he the man from one of the folders I picked earlier? No, I couldn't let them know that I have known him. They might think I have something to do with this bu la la. "I don't know what you are talking about. Now be a darling and let the lady pass." I said as I tried to move away from them but one of the men stopped me, crushing my arms tighter. "Ahh, you bastard" I screamed. "There are ways in which I can make a lady talk" the man replied with the most vicious chuckle I've ever heard. My body froze with fear, oh God this man... Am I seriously destined to die tonight? "I-I'm talking right now aren't I? Do you need me to talk more than this?" I asked trying to buy myself some time….. Buy sometime? What was I thinking? Nobody was coming to save me. Okay, martial arts skills, I need you right now. "I can make you say whatever I want to hear.." he replied huskily. "Can you now? A strange voice echoed from behind. "Salvatore!" The guy who held me by the hand gritted at the other guy who just came. " You should be more mannered, you know how skeptical I am about first name basis." The new guy said. I couldn't turn to see him because of the guy standing behind me, but I could tell from his voice that he was intimidating. "I'm a man of a very tight schedule, so I'll be quick about this. A bargain, this girl here in return for a partnership in my next project." He stated in the most detailed way possible, giving the other guy the time to sink the preposition in. Wait! Which gurl? I believe I'm the only female here, so who? Me? "I'll even cut you in 50% profit and throw in the fact that you'll be the only limited partner." The young man said quite confidently as if he had nothing to lose. What the heck!? Was he bargaining…. Me? I pushed myself off the guy holding me and turned to this self-centered guy to give him a piece of my mind. "Wait a minute, are you talking about me-" Holy cows! He wasn't wearing any mask. I could see his face, every defined detail about him. He was standing there.. with his hands in his pants pockets. The posture he stood in, in general, emitted arrogance and a decidedly intimidating kind of aura. He seemed like a magnet, which by nature, did not need to exert any force to have things drawn towards him because it's simply… Captivating. Yes, simply that was the word that fit him perfectly. I gulped. The Adam before me noticed me gawking but gave little or no effort to render his sight on me as he continued… " What do you say, Romano?" This girl must be quite important to you Salvatore, it'd be a shame if anything happened to her, no? Is she your girlfriend?" The guy, Romano asked with a hint of sarcasm in his tone. " That's not important." The Adam added, with no remorse. Without even shooting me a glance. "Alright." The masked man, Romano as he was called turned around to the other men as though he was thinking about the preposition. I could run away, right? As much as this Adam looks appealing, I do not want to go anywhere with him, and certainly not with this masked individual. We were standing somewhere close to a flowing river, My eyes shot out to the bridge nearby. If I just ran fast I could jump inside and get lost from both of them right? As though reading my mind. The Adam before me spoke. " Don't be an idiot." Wait! Did he just call me an idiot? Wow! The masked guy Romano turned back around, " I've made my decision and I decline. " As he pulled out a gun towards me. Before he could shoot, another gunshot was heard. It was fired towards…. Him? He yelled as he got the shot in his leg. Panic flew through me as I gave a shriek and dropped my bag. " Damn you!" One of the masked guys cursed as he pulled out a gun but before he could aim, he was shot at. Another dragged me by the neck and brought me to him as a shield. " you little wretch! Trying to trick us! You called Salvatore here! You ruined our plan." He pressed the gun on my head as he started dragging me away. " If I were you Elvin, I'll drop my gun and run for my life. You have a countdown till 8 to do just that. 1…. 2...." The Adam, still standing tall with his hands in his pocket started counting while fixing his deadly gaze on me. " Haha, you think I'm a fool. It's either her or me. If you want to hurt me, you'll have to go through her first." Elvin screamed at Adam as he tightened his grip on my neck. I couldn't breathe. It was as though I was underwater and I was drowning, but this time, I was drowning in my sweats. "6….7….8….. Alberto!" A gunshot was heard. I felt something on me. something cold and sticky splashed on me as a strong smell of metallic smell hit me. Blood. That was all my brain registered as I passed out.Sinister’s POV I should hate this girl. She's nothing but problems. And yet, I find it most difficult to stare away right now. Her dark hair tousled down her back and over her shoulder as she leaned against the leather interior of the limo. She pressed her head gently against it as her eyes grew wary and distant. She'd been peeling the dead skin off her fingertips subconsciously since we got in here. Were the heels really that high? I shouldn't have asked the lady for the best pair. I should have just gone with the most comfortable pair. It was my fault. But how was I to know she couldn't walk in them? How was I to know anything about her? The navy gown clung to her body effortlessly. If anything, she could easily get mistaken for an angel fallen upon the earth. God. I pushed the thought away. What the actual fuck was I saying? She was a fallen angel sure, one just like Lucifer at least. Fallen upon me to frustrate the living daylight out of me. Her face glowed under the moonligh
~^~ "Me being with you would have been dangerous, Becky. I couldn't live with myself if something happened to you because of my selfish decision." “James knew, didn't he? You were with him that day when you went after Vincelli." I strained my voice to even speak. With a pause, “Yes, but I couldn't get you involved anymore. Grey, you have this life ahead of you. It's a great life, why are you looking back?" “Because you're there." “Becky," he breathed, stunned at that, his eyes softening. “You have my heart. You’ll always do. I'm perplexed as to what you see in a monster like me but maybe that's why I'm so drawn to you. You see me as virtuously human and I feel otherwise and somehow or the other you see me as worthy and I could never understand your kindness. I love you, fuck, you make me so weak." Slipping my hand into his, I closed the space between us, pressing my body against his and my head against his chest. His heartbeat was fast and steady as he wrapped his free ha
~^~ "He was one of my closest friends. Shall I have this dance? For him?" James asks as he puts out his hand. Pleasantly, I danced with him and it almost felt as if he was trying to sober me back up before someone else asked for a dance. Dance after dance and my feet were getting sore. Many of Archer's friends seemed to somehow have 'taken a liking to me' as Archer said in a somewhat cautious manner when he pulled me aside but I assured him that they weren't my type. God even knows what my type was. Walking back to the bar, I had another drink, and because I was a "lady" and most importantly, Archer's long-lost little sister, I had to upkeep a decent reputation- wine- no beer for me. Also, I couldn't kick that one guy violently to smash his banana when he tried to slide his hand down the equator. “I’m not sure if you're trying to get drunk or sober:" A man said to me from the side. “Is both an option?" "Only if you're trying to kill yourself." He started with a soft short
*~*The weight of the world seemed to be crashing down upon me or rather tugging mercilessly at the strings that sewed together the broken pieces of my heart. The entire flight I kept to myself and the weeks that came as well.Everything felt painful and it wasn't even that time of the month. “Do you know, when it was your birthday while you were in the coma, he spent every single second of the day with you? He didn't even give a shit about work. Whatever that day was, he canceled all plans and stayed at your bedside for every second. He was in so much pain seeing you like that, Becky. I almost envied that- that brotherly affection. It was beyond me."Snapping back to her attention as I heard that I held back a tear from escaping, she was right. I was being so selfish right now. I'm grieving but it feels like I'm hurting everyone around me.“I’m sorry," I said softly trying to recollect myself and my thoughts. "Let's do something for him. He deserves it."There was a certain light to
~^~“Jesus." I heard him say softly.“Well, I mean it's Becky, but I guess I can work with Jesus if you want."Not a moment passed by when I felt strong arms embrace me."I thought you were.” He choked within his sentence filled with joy and sadness and a somewhat bitter longing. “But. you're here, you're okay."Returning his hug, I felt so many emotions swarm within my soul, I missed you, James. I was looking for you. You said you'd come back two years ago and-""I did Becky, believe me, I did. My heart broke when I saw you in the hospital in that state I just didn't know what to do. I felt like I failed you, I disappointed you and Mare. I didn't get to you in time.""James," I said faintly, "Marc-""I know, but I keep telling myself that he's in a better place."In that second the back door near us bolted open and an awestruck Moe stood with his face paled as he saw James who released me slowly and faced him with kind eyes, "Jamie?"My voice dripping with agony brought his attention
~^~As the sun gave birth to the sky, I quickly packed my luggage and left the apartıment leaving a 'Be Back Soon' note to Nadia on the refrigerator. So help me God, let me know what I'm doing. Somehow it just felt right to go there.Walking into the airport, I went to my flight and sat at my specified seat. Taking a deep breath, shut my eyes ready for the flight to take off when I heard a familiar voice. “You forgot this."Looking up I saw Nadia arching her eyebrows while taking the seat next to me, giving me my phone."What are you doing here?" I frowned, shocked at her presence. Nadia inhaled deeply and tiredly made herself comfortable in the seat, "I honestly don't know why but somehow this trip seems to be important to you. Also, your company kind of grew on me."Smugly I smiled, “Aww, you mean you'd miss me."She rolled her eyes and asked, "So where exactly are we going'?"“I have no idea.""Becky, you can't be serious!" She exclaimed as we walked into the airport, "You didn't