Lighting my cigar I watched my target for the night Elliot Salvatore sitting with his friends drinking his life away in the middle of the night club that his family owned.

The boy was turning twenty one years old at the end of this week along side his twin brother Eden. They were the middle children of the current Don, Seth Salvatore and his wife Alana Salvatore.

I had learned that this Elliot dude was a big player himself so why not seduced my way into his birthday party gala.

Walking in my silk spaghetti stripes short dress, my killer heels clicked against the floor of the club itself. I stopped in the middle of the dance floor just in front of his seat, I wanted his attention on me. I started swaying my hips to the beat throwing my hands up into the air, enjoying the music while I kept throwing glances at him from time to time.

His grey eyes finally made contact with mine as my body moved alongside the music, a small seductive smirk made its way on my lips. He scanned my body up and down licking his lips with a hand under his chin. I knew I had got the attention I needed.

The boy gestured me to go toward him and I immediately obeyed. I glided my way across the dance floor and to his private seat not breaking eyes contact.

" Calm down there, tiger. " I smirked pushing his body back onto the couch when he stood up to get me the moment I reached him.

Taking a seat on his laps I threw my arm around his neck before taking my cigar out of my mouth and put it in his. Elliot smirked at this and then snaked his hand around my waist, completely forgetting all about his friends.

Up close the second son of the Salvatore's looked like a normal college boy with his messy brown locks to his sharp clean shaved jawline. By the looks on his eyes as he stared at me the boy was giving me an immature and fuck boy vibes.

Don't get me wrong he was a handsome young man heritage his father figure and all. But, he was still a boy in my eyes, so young to die in my hands.

" Are you new around here? I have never seen such beautiful woman. " he whispered into my ears making me cringed slightly.

" I have just moved here to London a week ago. " I whispered brushing my nose against his neck . On a mission to kill your whole family without any reason.

And, during that week I had tried to kill your father not once but twice. Although he was a lucky guy and always managed to get away with it.

First day, I landed in Landon. Seth Salvatore was the first person I saw. Seeing the mastermind behind the empire was truly a dream. It was liked a dream come true for me to see such powerful man, the king of the underworld himself.

He was sitting in a small cafe around the corner with his sunglasses on trying to hide his identity but I had been studying about the guy all my life, I was confident to say that I could still tell that it was him even if he had a plastic surgery done.

So, I took my chance and started my mission right away.

Elliot's hand travelled up my thigh so high, it went into the hem of my dress. He was clearly enjoying the easy access since I had nothing on underneath the thin layer.

" Do you want a drinks? " I asked, my hand trailing up and down his face.

" No. I figure I can't be drunk when I have a sexy little vixen to take home with. " he chuckled playfully slapping my ass cheek.

This kid. I mentally sighed in my head.

" Are you sure you don't want a drink? " I asked again nodding my head toward the bar stand. And, again he shook his head.

Smart bastard. I would have poisoned him with the drinks if he had said so, just liked how I did to his father on our first meeting.

I beat the waiter into unconscious, threatened to kill the shop owner and then brought the poisoned coffee to him myself but the guy didn't even glance at the cup he slammed a couple of hundred pounds on the table before rushing out in a hurry.

" You're not much of a talker, aren't you? " he chuckled into my ears.

No. I would rather let my gun do the talking.

Liked how I shot your father in his chest three days ago on our second meeting. But, then again he managed to survive. The thought still annoyed me to no end, how could someone be so damn lucky all the time.

" No, but my tongue can do better job of teasing you than my words can. " I whispered back with a smile on my face.

His grip on waist tightened getting into my trap as I leaned head back to the crook of his neck playing with the hem of the collar of his shirt.

" Aren't you the famous Elliot Salvatore? " I asked chuckling to myself softly.

" How do you know me? " he asked, muscled suddenly tensed underneath my body.

Why was he acting like nobody knew who he was? Or could he sense that danger was coming?

I smirked at this before pulling out a small dagger I had snuck into the place, pressing it as hard as I could into his side making sure I drew out blood.

" Move or make a sound and I will kill you. " I slurred taking the gun out of his waistband and again pressed it to his other side.

" Who the fuck are you? And, what do you want? " he asked glaring at me.

" I want you. In my basement. Dead. " I whispered pecking his cheek.

The little boy looked at me liked I had just grown another head, the lust and desires in his eyes were long gone now replaced by pure rage as he glared at me through his grey eyes.

" Now, be a good little boy and hand me your invitation to your birthday ball. " I threatened pressing the knife harder into him. He flinched in pain before shaking his head.

" Or do I have to get it from little Bella? " I asked cocking an eyebrow at him.

Elliot sighed in defeat before muttering to me under his breath. " There's one under my suit jacket " I smirked in delights taking my dagger away from him slowly.

I hit the back of his head with the gun knocking him out but his friends were too drunk and busy sucking people faces to notice. I took an invitation into my hand before shoving a little something down his throat just to make sure he wouldn't remember any of these or my face tomorrow.

" I got in. " I said into the phone while walking out of the crowded club with a piece of invitation in my hand.

" Okay job, Anastasia. You know what to do next. " my father said from the other line.

" What did they do to you again? " I asked getting into my car.

" Remember your place. Do whatever I told you. No questions needed here. Like I told you if you want to know so bad, I will explain when you brought me their heads. " he said before hanging up the phone.

I sighed heavily before getting my laptop from the backseat. " I'm only doing this for you, grandma. "

I kept muttering the same lines under my breath as I tried to hack into their club security cameras deleting all of the footages that shown my face, as if I wasn't even come here in the first place.

It took me a solid twenty minutes to erase all my footages. I sighed closing the laptop and then drove off to my penthouse where I would have to make another plan for when I entered their ball at the Salvatore's estate.

For now let just prayed that at least I would get out of there alive when times came.

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