Dante~"Let me guess..." Vargo whispered, sneaking up behind me like the little pest he was born to be.I swear I should have left him behind.I turned slightly, already irritated, only to catch the amused grin stretched across his face."You both didn't make out last night."I rolled my eyes as he chuckled at his own stupid joke."Shut up, Vargo."He was clearly referring to Isla, who had been shooting me occasional dirty glances ever since we boarded the private flight. The kind of glances that said she wanted to punch me in the throat. I wasn't sure if I wanted to laugh or be concerned.Today, we were heading back to Vegas.She hadn't said a single word to me since we got on board. Instead, she had sat herself between Kayla and Katya and had been giggling and chatting with them like we didn't just have a fight last night.And like I didn't catch her sitting outside with El Diablo after she stormed off.That last bit stayed with me more than I wanted to admit. What the hell had they
Isla~The air was thick with tension and the smoke from El Diablo's cigar as he sat right beside me without saying a word.I shifted awkwardly in my seat, fidgeting with the hem of my blouse and looking anywhere but at him.Just a few hours ago, I had stormed the church, aiming a gun at him. And here he was, sitting beside me and having a smoke like it was the most normal thing.The infamous El Diablo.But for some reason, he didn't scare me. I was just a little uncomfortable, uncertain.He suddenly let out a sigh, relaxing back on the bench."You know..." He said, casually putting out his cigar."...you remind me so much of Sera's mother."I blinked.What now?!"She was also a ginger. The most fierce woman I ever knew." He chuckled, a nostalgic look in his eyes.It was almost like I was imagining things. "The first woman to ever defy me, point a gun at me." El Diablo said, finally turning to look at me." Nice." I muttered awkwardly, not really knowing how to react to that piece inf
Isla~I thought the chaos was over. Apparently, I thought wrong."Hold her still, dammit!" Vargo barked over Katya's screeching."I’m trying!” I gritted, arms hooked beneath Katya's armpits, wrestling her flailing body against the couch.Kayla was struggling on the other side, both hands locked around Katya's good arm while trying not to get elbowed in the face. "She's gonna take my eye out, I swear to God...""Get off me, you vultures!" Katya screamed, bucking her hips as if possessed. "Let me die in peace!""Die later, bitch...after the bullet comes out." Kayla snapped, biting down on a yelp when Katya's boot clipped her shin.I tried not to laugh at the scene.Vargo knelt over her shoulder, brow furrowed and hands stained with blood. The bullet wound was angry and deep, still oozing despite the pressure bandage he'd removed a few minutes ago."We're almost there," he muttered, holding the forceps steady. "It's lodged under the muscle. Stay still or more damages will be done.""I'l
Isla~Everything was happening really fast, way faster than I could process.About a dozen men in black suits were suddenly surrounding me, weapons drawn in a threatening manner.They were yelling unintelligibly in Italian, eyeing the gun in my hand.The same gun I was aiming against the head of their boss; El Diablo.Seraphine stared at me with widened eyes, clearly not expecting me to pull such a wild card.I could see the flicker of emotions in her eyes as she tried to conceal it with a glare.Dante.His expression was that of concern, worry... relief?I could hardly tell with the situation at the moment.El Diablo suddenly spoke up, his still not leaving Dante."Do you know what you're doing, woman?" "Do you have the faintest idea of what you just walked into?!"I knew he was talking to me. I could feel it. The rage, venom and hostility in his voice.I said nothing, even daring to take one more step forward.Then he finally turned his head to face me. His eyes met mine and I cou
[A/N: This chapter is somewhat the same as the previous one. Only, this happens from Dante's point of view.]Dante~The atmosphere was abuzz with excitement and anticipation, as the priest read out a bunch of marital sermons.Although I was standing right at the altar and in front of Seraphine, my mind seemed to be anywhere but here.A couple fake smiles were thrown my way, and they suffocated me. I wanted to be done with this as soon as possible.I brought my mind back to the present, looking right at Seraphine. Even with the veil over her face, I could see the smug expression she had on.She had won. Or so she thought.All I just needed was a confirmation. I just needed to know Isla had been found and safely escorted back to safety.Then I'd be able to go all out on Seraphine."Mr. Moretti?"The priest's voice sliced through the silence like a blade. My name, spoken with forced calm, yanked me from the storm of thoughts I had been drowning in."Do you now, take Miss Seraphine Vall
Isla~I watched as Katya handed the security guard an invitation card she got from God-knows-where.It was our key to getting into the Valli estate, and I could only hope that it works.This "wedding" was apparently a private ceremony with the attendance being strictly by invite. El Diablo was only going to be inviting a few powerful families."Family name?" The guard asked in a gruff voice, leaning down to take a look at our faces through the car window.I froze, not particularly expecting the question.His eyes landed on me and for a moment, I feared he might recognize me from somewhere. Perhaps on a TV appearance with Dante.The word left my mouth before I could stop myself."Moretti!" Kayla turned slightly to give me a look."We are the Morettis." I said again, feigning more confidence this time."Ah, Yes...the groom's extended family." Katya added, finally deciding to play along.The guard gave us one more look, before letting out a grunt and finally waving us in.I leaned back