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I sit in my seat in complete shock seeing the one person I truly couldn't stand.

I watch him closely as he makes his way over to our table with his two friends behind him.

Jared and Cole.

They were also not the very best of people, major players and always sticking by Jaylen's side like lost puppies.

He sends me a big grin and comes over to my side of the booth, sitting down and carelessly slinging his arm over my shoulder.

I glare at him and move over trying to distance myself from him.

"How've you been babe?" He says looking down at me.

"I was better before you got here. Get off me." I say shrugging his arm off of me.

Which he removes and smirks down at me still not moving from his seat.

I look over at Landon to see his jaw clenched tightly and his tongue was poking on the inside of his cheek telling me he was pissed.

He scanned Jaylen head to toe with the coldest glare in his direction.

Jaylen moves his gaze to Landon as if just realising he was there.

Jaylen's smirk gets wider when he sees Landon, his eyes move away from Landon to me.

"Who's this Layla?" Jaylen asks me in a mocking tone, staring down at me playfully.

I scoff at him.

"None of your goddamn business. Leave." Is all I say and turn my attention back to Landon.

Landon's silver eyes were dark now like rain clouds, his gaze was set on Jaylen with an icy cold glare.

I nearly shivered at the sight.

Jaylen didn't seem to mind, seeming more amused than ever.

Jaylen continues to speak,

"Baby, I've missed you, how about you ditch him and come to mine for a bit. I know plenty of ways to make your ni-

He gets cut off by Landon grabbing him by throat.

Landon grabs him and pushes him to the floor choking him.

I stare at them in shock and then quickly recover when I see Jaylen's face turning blue.

I quickly rush to Landon and hesitatingly put my arm on his shoulder.

His cold eyes snap to mine, I look at him with pleading eyes.

He holds his cold gaze on me and slowly releases his hand from Jaylen's neck.

His eyes go to Jaylen as he gasps for air.

Landon stands up straight as he watches Jaylen collect himself.

Landon leans down to him once he was able to get his senses back.

His grey eyes set themselves on a cold glare as he speaks towards him,

"Never, touch what's mine." His voice comes out low and dark.

He stands up straight again and turns away striding towards the shocked lady holding our food.

He takes it from her and walks towards the front doors.

I scrabble myself towards him nearly tripping in the process, trying to keep up with his long strides.

We make it to the car, without him even glancing at me he opens the car door for me and I just get in without saying a word.

He puts the food on my lap and shuts the door.

He goes to his side getting in.

He sits there, closing his eyes and leaning his head back.

I just sit there in silence, waiting for him to burst.

But he doesn't.

Instead, he opens his eyes and looks at me, he takes my hand lifting it to his lips and kisses it.

"You okay?" He whispers out.

I let out a throaty laugh and look up at him shaking my head.

"I should be asking you that," I tell him.

He rolls his eyes and a small smile plays on his lips.

I bite my lip keeping myself from smiling stupidly from just seeing the smile.

"Who?" He asks me, his face going back to its emotionless one.

"My ex," I reply to him.

He nods his head slowly while turning his attention back to the front.

"He was a dick, he used me," I explain to him while keeping my attention on my hands.

His gaze turns to me as it grows dark again, his jaw ticking and his body tense.

"I'll kill him."

I turn my face to him my eyes widen slightly.

"Don't," I say to him shaking my head amusedly.

He rolls his eyes at me and starts the car.

Before driving off he nods his head towards the food telling me to eat.

I just shrug and get my food out and begin eating.

I plugged my phone into his aux and put my playlist on.

We drove through the night with ease.

He drove us to an ice cream parlour that was along a sidewalk near the beach.

I smiled happily as I saw lights lit up and people laughing happily.

We got out of the car and walked hand in hand towards the Ice cream shop.

Once we made it my eyes lit up at all the ice cream flavours.

Ice cream is life.

I picked out my flavour and looked to Landon to see what he was getting.

He just stared at them blankly before pointing his finger to the Strawberry flavour.

I burst out laughing and everyone around me looked at me weirdly.

I sobered up and turned towards an emotionless Landon looking straight at me.

"I never knew the big bad Mafia boss was a Strawberry lover," I say to him teasingly.

"Shut up." He says coldly rolling his eyes.

I giggle and take the ice cream from the man.

Landon pays and we walk away towards the sidewalk along the beach.

I take my spoon and start eating my ice cream.

Landon takes him and does the same, the ice cream looked so small in his big hands.

We walk in comfortable silence listening to the brief music playing in the background by a live band, and the sound of the ocean.

"I haven't had ice cream in years." He says suddenly.

I looked at him in shock.

He keeps his gaze focused in front of him, his eyes were cold and emotionless.

"Last time I had it was when I was a kid. Used to go around to the kitchen at midnight when everyone was asleep." He tells me, his voice void of emotion.

I bit my lip thinking about how fucked up his childhood was.

"Was it Strawberry?" I ask him trying to ease the tension a bit.

He glanced at me and rolled his eyes.

"Yes."

I grinned and finished my ice cream.

When I was done I threw it in a nearby bin and we continued walking after that.

"Do you wanna play a game?" I ask him.

His cold gaze looks at me then looks back to the front.

"Depends." His deep voice says as he licks his lips.

"Okay. I'll explain it to you-

I get cut off by loud gunshots ringing throughout the beach.

I jump up in fright and Landon stops walking and tenses.

He takes my arm pulling me close to him and wraps his arm around my waist.

I stand next to him holding onto his arm around my waist for dear life.

I watch as people scream and run away in fright.

Masked men were walking around with huge guns in their arms, aiming them at anyone who wasn't moving away.

I watch as a man comes into view walking towards Landon with an evil looking smirk.

I immediately recognise the man, he was the guy that Landon was speaking to at his house.

Marcello, I think it was.

He makes his way over to us staying a good distance away but still close enough so that we could hear him.

"Angelo." He says darkly.

Landon stares at him, his jaw ticking.

"Brought the girl with you huh?" He says mockingly.

Landon doesn't move nor does he show any emotion.

Instead, he pulls me behind him and holds his hand behind his back for me to hold.

He takes a step forward towards the man and cocks his head to the side and licks his lips keeping his cold stare on the man.

"What do you want Marcello." His deep voice says coldly.

The man laughs making me confused.

The fuck.

Landon stands there watching the man laugh, his laughter dies down as his face goes back to an amused expression.

"You know what I want, Landon." He states.

He makes a hand signal, and all of a sudden all the guns are pointed at us.

I hold onto his hand tighter as I try to keep my cool.

I don't think it was working because my breathing was erratic.

"I want the money. And if you refuse,

he stops and looks at me before cocking his gun at me and pretending to shoot me.

the bitch dies." He finishes darkly.

Landon's body goes rigid as his cold demeanour changes into a rage.

And that was all it took,

to release the beast.