Lily's P.O.V.
“I could help you clear up all your debts and even cover up for the loss you cost me—” he paused for a while taking in my bewildered expression before continuing to speak, ” Just let me fuck you, Angel.”At first, I knew it was fear. At first, I knew it was nervousness, awkwardness, and the waves of freight surging through me, but when his words had registered in my head, everything I felt back then was gradually turning into something else – annoyance, anger, and boiling rage at its peak, was an understatement.The tension between us drifted to something else. The undeniable anger I felt for my frustrated life, the debts, and the mess I'd stupidly gotten myself into, all of this slowly forming a fit of anger in my chest, and yes, It didn’t take me a second to send a striking slap across his face as his head wiped to the side and I could almost see the imprint of my finger on his face.I'd just slapped the dangerous man of the city.The man who could put a bullet through my head for my actions right now. A man whose life dwelt on killing, torturing, and shooting was the first man I'd confidently slapped.The rumors of people doing lesser things than I'd done – the rumors of how he had mercilessly killed them had rung back into my head, yet, even if I had lost everything in this world, I would never lose myself to a man like him! I will never lose my sanity to him!He would be the death of me. I couldn't care less because my life has been frustrating enough to be scared of death at this point!I saw his eyes widen as he bats his lashes in astonishment, completely and obviously stunned at how I suddenly had the courage to slap him.I am guessing no one has ever done that to him. No, I knew no one had ever done that to him, considering the fact that the whole of New York feared the man I'd just slapped.When he turned swiftly to look at me, I spoke with contempt.“Your Mom could be a whore but I’m not.”My words, my actions, and my courage, that I knew would be the death of me, but then, I become the worst whenever I get angry.Whenever my anger gets to its peak, then I was already making some actions and decisions that I would definitely regret later—that had huge consequences.Was this the reason he employed me? To have sex with me? Funny.He employed me because he wanted to have sex with me. The almighty Vincenzo had employed me who already had a complicated life just so he could have sex with me.Even as miserable as my life was, his only intention was to make it even more miserable. Even as I had just escaped a marriage to a man who had tried by all means possible to rape me, I'd just arrived in a different city only to meet a man who did nothing but remind me of where I had run away from.“You know It won't cost me anything to pull this trigger right now.” Vincenzo half-yelled and the next thing I felt was a strong metal pressing against my temple.Wait, was that a gun? Did he, did he, just point a gun at me? Where did that come from?From the corner of my eyes, I could see the black gun pointed at my head with his finger already in the trigger hole. A slight mistake and a little pulling of that trigger could get my brain flying out of my head. The realization that this was death had my eyes rolling back into my head for a second.And just this. Just a gun pointed at my head was enough to rekindle my thoughts – was enough to drag back the fear of death I thought had left me.Once again, I was reminded that I was indeed now working for the Night Coven: the highest-committed crime club in New York. A club where the man who employed me was already pointing a gun to my head in just my first ten minutes of being here.Indeed, I had gotten on his nerves. Even though he was as expressionless as I had met him, I could see something shift in his eyes. The maybe-soft gaze his eyes held when he looked at me had changed into fury—had changed into a dark gaze.One word – any word from me at this moment could be the death of me. And so, I did the only sane thing anybody would do at this point.Keep quiet.“Luckily for you—” He continued speaking as I watched intently as he slid the gun back into the waistband of his trouser and immediately, I sucked in a long deep dry breath.“No one has the right to kill you until I'd fuck you, Lily.”His final slew of words, the confidence as he spoke, and the determination in his words had proven one thing to me: I was indeed the devil's next target and it was something I couldn't escape.And to top it all, the slap I'd just given to him had done nothing but trigger him to prove to me that even though I'd just acted fierce in his first approach, he would, by all means, get what he wanted – and what he wanted was me.He took a restricting step before sliding his hands into his pants pocket, “Leave now, Lily.” he said.Once he had spoken, I was already jumping into action. As fast as I could, I hurriedly gathered everything I had come with on the tray as I took a glance at the wet files on his table. Gosh! Those files are still dripping tequila.I didn't look at him, not even a glance as I stride towards the door, however, a word from him had put me on a halt just when I was about to open the door.“We will meet again. You owe me, remember that. Do not think of running away from me 'cause I will find you.”As he finished speaking, I was already jumping out of his office. Once the door closed behind me, it took me about a minute to get back all the breath I couldn't get in his office.Even though I wished that the encounter I had with him today would never repeat itself, unfortunately, with everything that has happened, It was clear to me that—Vincenzo was a man I couldn't avoid and he would be a nightmare that will never end.All I wanted was to work peacefully as a waitress. What the hell is this twist?*Lily's P. O. V.*I have been here, in Vincenzo's house for the past two days. The cook and her daughter have been my only companion. We've been discussing and talking about a lot of things but whenever I bring up the questions about Vincenzo's past, then there's always an awkward laugh coming from her with the same reply,“It will be best if he decides to let you know, himself.”I was curious about his past. What exactly had made him ruthless? I mean, everyone is not born to be ruthless but grows up to be, due to some reasons. But then, I knew, no matter how he joked with me, we were not close enough for me to suddenly bring up the question about his past. And besides I haven't set my eyes on Vincenzo for the past two days.It makes me wonder about the number of people that must have died in those two days.I definitely shouldn't be thinking about him, especially when I'd just received a call earlier from the landlady reminding me of my deadline to pack out.I have no place to go to
*Vincenzo Ace.*I stood right in front of her, and asked, yet again, “I asked. What are you, Selena?”She rolled her eyes and replied, sarcastically, “Selena: the girl you've been fucking. The daughter of a drug addict you've been going about searching for.”I gritted my teeth as my finger rolled up into a ball on their own accord.“You have no right whatsoever to speak in such a manner in your state. So, shut the fuck up and only speak what I need you to.”“What other response do you want from me? What hasn't that bastard said to you already.” She bellowed, her gaze darkening with fury.I should be the one mad at her—I should be the one yelling in her face, still, she held no regret whatsoever for her actions and acted like I was the reason for her misfortunes.An entirely different person—different from the submissive Selena I have always known was right in front of me. Her switching-up character still baffles me.“You killed him, right? You had the guts to pull your fucking trigger
*Lily's P.O.V.*“Good Morning Ma’am.” I walked into the kitchen, my eyes roaming about in its luxury before settling down to meet a pair of brown bright eyes smiling up at me. She could be in her early forties, yet she looked gorgeous with a few wrinkles on her face.“Good Morning, Angel. How are you feeling today?”Angel? That sounded more like what Vincenzo would call me. It reminds me of him, unnecessarily, so, I'd prefer to be called by my name instead.“I am Lily.”I smiled genuinely at her. She studied me for a while before blinking in confusion.“Lily? He told me your name was Angel.”I chuckled in astonishment.What? Not only does he call me Angel, but he has also officially declared it my name to other people now or what?“I will prefer to be called Lily instead.”She nodded, and her smile grew as she spoke, “That's not a problem. But you should know—” She leaned forward and I leaned in. She talked so slowly, emphasizing each and every one of her words.“He said you were an a
*Vincenzo Ace.*It was all for a competition, but she seems to hold a special hate in her heart for me.“Now, tell me—” I pulled a chair to sit right in front of Selena, “What are you?”She didn't show any indication that she had acknowledged my words. Her eyes roamed about, looking at anything else but not me.I see. She had decided that it was the best choice to handle the situation with arrogance and pride, thinking she could appear unshaken and confident.She knew perfectly since she had dwelt in the game of the kind of world I lived in. Showing fear was a great advantage to your enemies. Showing fear meant weakness.I nodded at her shielding act before turning to meet the cold eyes of my men. Hence, I instructed. “Over there—” I motioned towards the iron pipe. It has both sides stuck to the floor and one crossed over it.“I need you to tie her up there, using her hair.”Suddenly, her eyes sprout up to look at me. Her nose flared in storming rage, “What do you mean?”Regardless o
*Lily's P.O.V.*I walked down the stairs, heading toward the dining table. His house was so magnificent, words cannot explain it. I mean, I thought my dad was rich, not until I met Vincenzo.He was so engrossed in his phone, but when he heard me walking down the stairs, he moved his gaze from his phone and then watched me intently as I ascended the stairs. He asked me to come down for breakfast and not to eat me up with his stares instead.Apparently, he has never for once attempted to hide the fact that he was devouring me with his stares. He makes his stares so obvious like it he had every right to.But then, the way he looked at me had my legs shivering. His icy glare trailed all the way down from my head right to my toe, taking in, yet again, the sight of me putting on his shirt.I was still in his shirt though and I had no clue how I got changed in the first place. And even my own dress, he is refusing to give them back.I pulled a chair from the dining table and sat on it, tryi
*Lily's P.O.V.*I woke up with a splitting headache. My hands moved over to my forehead as I groaned mentally, twisting and curling up on the bed at how terrible I felt.However, I seemed to have moved over to the wrong side of the bed, because the blazing reflection of the sunlight struck me deep into the sockets of my eyes despite not having opened them yet.I tried to adjust to it, groaning audible this time at the discomfort, but, in the next minutes, I was breathing a sigh of relief when I heard the lid of the window shut down, abruptly putting an end to the little torture.But then, as of that moment, something seems to click in my head instead.I live alone!Swiftly, like being pulled out of a trance, I snapped my eyes open only to be met with a luxurious unfamiliar sight. My eyes scanned the high vaulted ceiling, with an enchanting fancy crystal ceiling pendant light in elegant design hung to it.My hands moved to feel the bed. So soft, big, and comfy, embracing me in the warm