Enjoying the party was difficult when there was a distraction walking around in the form of Anastasia Rayne, the little seductive vixen. Her little black dress clung to her hourglass body liked a second skin and that was enough to make every men in this room drool in hunger.

All eyes were on her the moment she stepped down that staircase to enter the party my mother had thrown to introduce her to the mafia. I watched her interact with everyone amusingly as she tried to not show her annoyance toward anyone who came up to her tonight. I knew that she would rather be anywhere but here that she had no intention in talking to any of these people.

" You look at her like she is the only woman in the room, Nico. " my mother's voice met my ears.

" No, mother. I look at her like she is the biggest enemy of ours right now. " I said turning toward my mother.

" She's going to fit perfectly in with us, with you. I just hope she knows what she is dealing with and the consequences of betraying our family. " she said patting my shoulder.

" What is it with you wanting me to be with her? " I narrowed my eyes at the sly woman in front of me.

My mother was a smart twisted woman just liked my father and that was why they go perfectly together. She knew exactly what she was doing and thinking.

" You like her. " she said smirking.

False. I just wanted to fuck her out of my system and got it over with because this girl was getting into my head.

" No. I don't. " I sighed.

" I raised you better than to play with women, Nicholas Evan. " my mother glared smacking my head in the middle of the party.

" But, father raised me too. " I muttered earning another punch. This time from the fist of my father.

" Don't pull me into your shits. " he warned out of nowhere.

My father appeared out of nowhere with uncle Brandon and Aunt Victoria following close behind him. The two couples ran the underworld back in their days and growing up with them was living hell.

" I heard my little godson has a crush. " Aunt Victoria cooed pinching my cheek like I was still her three years old godson.

" Who? " Uncle Brandon smirked.

" I don't know but he has this looks on his face when he looked at her, like he is either going to pounce on her or jump on her throat and tear it open. " my father said looking at me in amusement.

That was the problem. I didn't know if I could trust her enough to fuck her once and then killed her or if I should kill her as soon as possible before she decided to turn around and continued with her plan.

" Matteo is here. And, he's about to steal your next victim, big brother. " Elliot rushed toward me trying to catch his breath.

For a man who tried to get Anastasia in his bed a few days ago he seemed to have let her go very quick.

I then turned gaze to find the beauty in black and she was indeed under the arms of a tall blonde man. I knew that blonde hair anywhere, he was Matteo Carter the leader of the American mafia, my one and only best friend who I shared a dorm with during my college days in Boston.

He was a year younger than me making him twenty two years old but the guy was a bigger player than me. I was known for my hump and dump reputation and he was even worse than me. Matteo took after his father's throne just a year ago making him even more cocky and more ruthless than ever.

" I see you found my date, Matteo. " I rolled my eyes snaking an arm around her body as I reached the two.

" The rumor was true you're about to be whipped. " Matteo chuckled raising his champagne glass.

I had told him about her the other night and the guy was convinced that I had found my perfect match and he was ready to prepare to be my best man at a bloody nonexistent wedding.

Ana looked between us in confusion as I pulled her body closing to mine not wanting any gap in between the two of us. God knew how good her luscious body felt against mine.

" Who the hell is this guy? Can I kill him? " she tilted her head upward before whispering into my ears.

I looked at her in pure amazement before leaning down to her own ears whispering back as I assumed we both didn't want Matteo to hear what we were talking about.

" Sure, princess. If you want the whole American mafia coming after your pretty ass. "

She was quiet for a long moment. Excitement flushed across her hazel eyes and her lips broke into a big grin. She opened her mouth to tell me what exactly was on her unpredictable mind right now.

" What do you think if we both kill him? You know it can be our first ever mission together. "

" It's a date, baby. " I cocked an eyebrow smirking at her.

She giggled leaning her head against my chest and then we both snapped out of our little conversations before turning our attentions back to Matteo who was looking at the two of us liked we were some sort of psychopath.

" I have never been a bigger third wheel in my whole life. " he groaned glaring at us.

" Also you guys are getting way too comfortable with one another for people who claimed to be enemies. " he said taking a sip of his champagne.

And just liked that Anastasia was back into her mysterious self as she stepped away from me with a horror looks on her face. It was like something had snapped in her.

" Anastasia, Matteo Carter. I'm deeply ashamed to say that he is my best friend. " I cleared my throat.

" Pleasure to meet such beautiful woman. " he smirked earning another glare for Ana. What had he told her to anger the hot headed woman?

Getting no response from her, my friend continued " I still wonder what else does that ton-

" Finish that sentence I will show you what my gun can do. " she glared making him flinched.

" What gun? " I asked narrowing my eyes at her. I had let the blade incident in the closet slide, but a gun?

I had made sure that all kind of weapons must be out of her reach. I had put multiple men watching her every moves around the house and they again had failed me. Fucking useless motherfuckers.

" The one I will use to kill you in your sleep if you don't watch your back, Salvatore. " she scoffed before walking off.

Bloody hell. What happened to this girl? She was all cozy and chill with me a moment ago.

I was wrong if I had thought forcing her to join our mafia, putting a death threat on her head was going to scared her and stopped her from whatever she was planning.

Anastasia Rayne was something else and even death didn't scared her. Something I would never be able to understand.

" You have to be careful with this one, mate. " Matteo shook his head amused as we both watched the woman stormed up the stairs.

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