I cursed him. I cursed his whole existence. Men liked him deserved to die and then rot in burning hell.

Nicholas Salvatore the devil himself had left me in his room ten hours ago, my hand cuffed and my body chained to his motherfucking bed. His door was locked and windows closed shutting me out from the world.

" I will fucking strangle that man next time I see him. " I said to myself.

I was pissed beyond hungry and thirsty. I was slowly losing my mind. Everywhere I turned all I could see was black, everything was black from the wall to the furniture and to his soul.

I suddenly heard the door knob turned making me snapped my head toward the black door. To my surprise the one and only Eden Salvatore walked into the room with a tray in his hand and a first aid kit box in the other.

I watched him in silence as he set the food tray on the bed next to me alongside the box before starting to unlock the chain from my body.

" Does your brother know? " I asked expecting for a silence in return.

I did my research this guy didn't like talking or any species beside his family. Unlike his player brothers Eden was known as the saint one who kept to himself. Maybe not so saint as he murdered people too but still.

" Of course he knows. Nico sent me here. Do I look like I want to be here? " he asked rolling his eyes at me.

" Okay damn. " I said raising my now free hands in surrender.

" Eat while I stitch your wound. " he ordered as he started to unwrap the bandages I had wrapped myself this morning.

I nodded my head and started eating. I didn't have to be told twice because I was hungry as fuck. At least the ruthless bastard had some audacity to give me food.

" Do you know what you're doing? " I hissed in pain as he started to rub alcohol on my wound.

I prayed to god he would not have to stitch or see the wounds where his brother marked me.

" I don't know. I bought my way into med school. " Eden said.

The irony of a doctor who murdered people at night.

But, a doctor? Him as a doctor? Good God blessed his patients because I could see this guy telling his patients to suck it up when they told him they were in pain.

I thought the file were lying when it said the Don third son was going to medical school.

" Are you sure you want to be a doctor? " I asked while shoving more food into my mouth.

The boy was so engrossed with his job that he seemed to not have heard me. Or maybe he was just ignoring my presence.

" I'm trying to have a conversation with you. " I huffed in annoyance.

" And, I'm trying to avoid it. Please shut up before I stitch your mouth. " he grunted not looking at me.

I was never ignored by men. My father had taught me how to get their attention and lured them into my trap. I knew exactly how to seduce and then destroy them, I had learned the art of seducing since I was a kid.

It was a shame none of those worked on Eden Salvatore. The man was a talking walking stone with no emotion other than annoyance.

Eden stitched all my wounds including the mark of his brother. I wanted to die in embarrassment but he seemed to not give a fuck about it so I brushed it off. He then left the room after finishing his work taking everything back with him.

I was alone again deep in my own thoughts for the next hours until the devil was back.

" I see you haven't escaped. " he said. I wasn't planning to leave anytime soon.

He walked into the room with bloodied shirt. I watched him taking off his watch and put on the bed side dresser next to me. He leaned down so close looking into my eyes. He smelled of metallic blood mixed with his mushy cologne.

" Go shower asshole. You stink. " I said turning my head away to the other side.

" I see you cleaned your wound. Did you get off the chain? " Nicholas grunted looking between me and my newly bandaged thigh.

Excuse me.

" Didn't you send your brother in to help me? " I asked furrowing my eyebrow in confusion.

" Are you dumb? Why do you think I would help you when I was the one who tortured you? " he said before he disappeared into the bathroom.

With that he slammed the door closed leaving me in confusion. Eden wouldn't have come in on his own will, would he. That guy cared about no one but himself or maybe it was his doctor instinct.

I listened to the noise he made in the bathroom liked a creep because I didn't have anything better to do.

After almost an hour of showering the water finally stopped. He walked out of the bathroom with a small towel on his head, shirtless with a grey sweatpants hanging dangerous low on his waist showing off his toned abs and perfect v line.

I gulped at the sight before turning away muttering in my head that he was who I was supposed to kill not jump on him.

" Why are you shy? Are you a virgin? " Nicholas asked sitting on the other side of his bed drying off his hair.

I watched his back in disbelief where was the virgin part came from? I wasn't shy. I was just controlling my body for reacting the wrong way.

" I'm far from a virgin. I have my fair share of men, Mr Salvatore. " I rolled my eyes.

" How many? " he asked.

" My sex life is none of your business. " I said.

" Then knowing the person who sent you to kill my family is my business, yeah? " he asked turning his head toward me.

I glared at him before huffing. " Yes. "

" So, tell me Anastasia. " he continued looking right into my soul.

" I told you. I don't know whoever is behind all of these. " I groaned.

" I wonder what will kill you. Your stubbornness or your loyalty. " he shook head before leaning his body against the head board.

I stared at his face as he closed his eyes taking a deep breath. He looked so peaceful so pure liked a normal man after a long day at work. But, Nicholas Evan was no saint. He committed sin and did worse things that put satan to shame.

I hated him for his good looks for his intimidation for his dangerous aura that drew in my body when I knew in my heart that I hated this man. I came here with no grudges held against this family, I was just here under my father's command. But, he gave me a reason to be here. I wanted to take him down and shoved his arrogance up his ass.

I was not his and he couldn't claim nor mark me as his liked he had done without my consent.

" I will help you find this person. " I said leaning my head back.

" Why do you think I will trust you? " he asked, his eyes still closed.

" You don't have to trust me but you will have to work with me because I'm the only one who can help you right now, the only string attached to this mystery. " I said.

He opened his eyes again staring right into me but I was taught how to hide my emotions just liked him. I knew how to act liked he wasn't intimidating me.

" I will never trust you. But, you will have to swear omertà and join this mafia. " he said as if he just didn't ask me to sign up for a death sentence in his mafia.

I stared at him with wide eyes unable to hide my surprise, once again I had underestimated him. I didn't think this through. Swearing omertà and joining his mafia meant I had betrayed my own family back in my country, betrayed my father.

" Do you know what omertà means? " he asked watching my face carefully.

" I'm an assassin I know the code of silence. And, I read wattpad. So, shut the fuck up. " I rolled my eyes.

" What do you think? This is the only way so that I can believe that you are really helping me. And, when this is all over you can choose to leave or stay. " he said turning his gaze on his phone that he was now holding.

I doubted that. This guy was bluffing. Swearing an omertà meant I tied my entire life to the mafia, there was no way out other then death.

But, my plan was ruined, I could barely think of another one. The only option I had left was just to go by the flow. His mafia might haunt me and I might be dead if I tried something but if I was going down he was also going down with me, I had nothing to loose. This was the only option that I could stay close to him and continued whatever I was here for.

" I will do it. " I sighed.

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