Elle POV, “Mommy, do you like me still?” I ask her, our four months are over, but I’m still here, I don’t want to leave, I think I found someone who I want to spend my life with, sex isn’t going great with us, we make out, we cuddle, we kiss, she sees me naked, I see her naked but it’s not going much farther than that. “Like you, love you, want you” Devil answers right away, she’s been busy lately, we’re not spending as much time together as we did before, if I need her at night I have to call her, but she doesn’t always answer, she have some new jobs, but it’s not just the jobs that got me worried, I already know she works, I know what her job is. But it’s something else that got me feeling not enough, Devil had sex with someone who’s not me, she refused to tell me whom, I didn’t ask not right away but I knew she did, she had marks, bite marks, even in her job, I don’t think she torture bad guys by making them bite her or have sex with her. I tried to have the sex talk again, may
Elle POV.Last night was awful, I cried through the night, and Devil didn’t come back, I waited and waited but she didn’t come back, not even when the sun came up, not when the day started, not when I had to get up, not when work time came and I had to get ready. I made a giant cup of coffee, I had it through the morning. A sip while checking my notification and emails, my editors take forever to reply and guess what their answer is never what you wanna hear. Next I answered to my comments, the thing that keep me working, other than Devil no one ever said any good comment about me. I took more sips of my coffee getting dressed for work, I was mostly dragging myself forward, my legs refused to lift up from the floor, I was a walking zombie, but work had to be done, I borrowed some of Devil’s make up, everything was a shade too dark for me, but she did have some lighter ones she bought to teach me on how to use them, I took advantage of that, I did some face painting, didn’t do a great
Paul POV. How do I introduce myself? Paul, that’s the name, my age is twenty-one, I’m British, I work in the café with this cute sweet girl, she’s so sweet, but lately every time she comes in, there’s a frown on her face. For the last week, she’s came with big red eyes, she’s dragging her feet on the ground, we became good friends. I couldn’t help it, she’s sweet, loving, and filled of life, we just clicked and became friends, she thinks I’m just a college student, but to be honest I’m not even in college, I never went. But she doesn’t need to know that, I’m just here as a cover, I could just drop out of work, but to be honest I’m staying enjoying her company enjoying the company. But seeing her come every day hurt, seeing her red eyes, I had to ask her what’s wrong, what broke her heart, although I had a good idea what happened, her somewhat girlfriend, a hitman. How does a girl as innocent as her ends up with a hitman, Devil, we all know about her, I never claimed to be a saint,
Elle POV. She haven’t came back yet, I’m waiting for her but she’s not back, I call but the phone is always turned off, it says leave a message, I left one, I left two, I even left ones where I’m screaming and crying for her to come back but no answer, she never called back. Paul my friend, the one who saw me suffer through the week, I stopped bothering with make-up, it’s only doing harm and not much of good, I still look like the dead after putting some of it on my face, I decided to skip most morning. I broke and told him everything, he knew Devil’s work, I didn’t dare to tell, to say she’s a hired killer, she’d kill me for sure if I do that, but he knew, I didn’t know how he knew, I should ask him. But for all now all I care about is him pulling some strings and asking about my Devil, I’d do anything to keep her safe, I just want to know she’s safe, even if she doesn’t want me anymore. Paul took his sweet time getting back to me, every time I asked him, he said it need more time
Nikolai POV. People who work for me are my family, this is a family business, that’s what the old man used to say, the guy I called pop, that’s my grandpa, I’m his only boy grandson, his only grandson really, and so I took over the work, I became the boss after him. But unlike the old man, I do count everyone as my family, every single one of them, I’m not picky about the blood, what I’m picky about is their loyalties, some like Angelo they are in because they are my family and they had to be in, but others, they are hand picked by me, I have their loyalties, I know they would give their lives for me. But I also would kick their asses when they mess up, when they need it, and believe when I say sometimes they do need it. Paul was one of my best mans, after Marco of course, he’s younger, he had a crazy upbringing, a boxer at a younger age, almost dead, but now he belongs to my family, and him messing up again, he deserved a good punishment, one that would get him to fix his acts. If
Elle POV. Paul’s boss is the same guy from the Café, the one from the old diner, Paul’s boss is a mafia boss, but that means Paul is also into the mafia, that scared me, but in same time made me feel better, he can help me get Devil back. Paul and the guy went to have a private talk, probably talking if they need to kick me out or help me, I was hoping for help. There were other people in the house, the smell of food was filling the place, some were joking others were laughing, but everyone did a double take at me, making me blush, I never loved being the center of attention, only Devil’s attention, not everyone. It’s why I always preferred books over human interaction, that and coffee, coffee is always number one. After too long of me standing there like a human plant, Paul and the guy came back, the other guy had a smile on his face, but Paul didn’t look as happy, he looked worried. I looked at Paul what do we do now?“Why don’t we sit down and have dinner first, Paul, invite our
Nikolai POV. I couldn’t sleep, I was planning on how to save Devil, who’d thought after all that I’ll be the one saving the hitman with no loyalties, but to have my chance with Elle. Elle I could just taste her name, French origin, meaning her, it’s beautiful. It matches her perfectly, but for now, I had to focus on work, for now me, Paul, Marco and some of my most trusted man are in my office we are planning how to save Devil and get the princess home. Around five-ish, Paul received a call, she agreed, she took the deal, and she’s going to be mine now. But Paul said she have some terms, this would be fun, I couldn’t wait to hear all of her terms, we’re getting her here first thing in the morning, we’ll talk her terms as she put them. Devil won’t be moved until the night, it’s better to keep a low profile while moving a total psycho from one place to another secure location. Paul couldn’t get the location, but we knew the time and the car they are driving, if my connection are corr
Devil POV.Oh god I hate the Irish, they are bad employee, too sloppy, not enough information, and un-trustable, and that’s my friends is exactly why I didn’t work for them, I worked against them. But joke on me, my mission was compromised, and I’m sad to say I was caught. I wasn’t thinking about me in that moment, I didn’t really care about me, what I was really worried about was Elle, I promised to come home to her, to explain things. She was worried I didn’t like her anymore, I could see that in her eyes when she looked at me, she was scared I’d give her up. I’d give my left kidney over for her, well my right one too, I’d give my whole life for her, after the four months were over and she agreed on staying with me, I was so happy, my life changed then, to the better. But now these jerks are ruining my only chance of happiness, they’ll kill me and break her little heart, I need to get away, and I need to do so soon. I tried to sweet talk them, to promise them to give them some in