•Evangeline• ╌─═❁═─╌ The plane hit the tarmac and I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath. We stepped down the air stairs and a line of black SUVs were parked out front for me and my men. Enzo had taken care of everything, Uncle Luca had a lot of properties in the United States, a few of which were apartment complexes. We drove to the buildings, I checked my cell phone a couple of times as a certain restlessness ghosted under my skin. Enzo placed a hand over the small of my back and led me to the elevators. He pushed a button that took us to the top and straight to the penthouse suites. My men put my luggage and stuff into my room and went back down, leaving me and Enzo alone. "If you need anything, just call me, my suite is right across from yours," Enzo said before turning to walk out. "Enzo..." "Yeah?" "Find out where Nikolai Costello is right at this moment." Enzo frowned, "Why? It was a long flight, you should rest, we will do something about him tomorrow." I
•Evangeline• ╌─═❁═─╌ I seethed as I flung open the car door, storming out with a such force that the door slammed shut behind me. The men immediately noticed my rage and tensed, readying themselves for a fight. I was pissed off! I could hear Enzo calling me from behind but Dante—his own brother—pressed a hand to his chest, pushing him back, "What did you do?" he turned to me, "Boss, what did he do?" I glared at Enzo and then shook my head, "It's alright, Dante, let him go" Dante stepped out of his way and Enzo followed me into the building. I stepped into a different elevator to get to my floor, I really didn't want to be in such a small space with him right now because I might commit murder. With a ding, the elevator doors slid open and I walked to my penthouse suite. I swiped the key; entered my apartment and I was about to close the door, Enzo stuck his foot between the door. I glared at his foot and raised an eyebrow, "What?" "I was worried." I pursed my lips as irri
•Evangeline• ╌─═❁═─╌ It belonged to my husband. I heard him breathing heavily into my hair, the warmth of his breath was like fire against my skin. I smiled, my hand went behind my back and I ran them up and down the side of his thighs. "Enjoyed the show?" I asked "I'm going to fucking kill you..." was all he sneered in my ear. I breathed out a laugh as his grip on my neck turned bruising, almost suffocating, "Not if I kill you first..." I managed to say. Then I felt it, his teeth clamping down my earlobe painfully, that fucker wasn't holding anything back, "You have grown some balls, Evangeline, stepping into my territory and blackmailing me in broad daylight. No one had ever done that before, I gotta hand it to you, I'm impressed, Angel." A stinging slap against my butt made me jump, I clenched my jaw, no, he did not, "How the fuck did you get in?" He again landed another slap, "Someone needs to teach you how to properly use that pretty little mouth of yours, and trust
•Nikolai• ╌═❁═╌ I felt a searing, intense pain engulf my entire arm. Could it be? Did she actually shoot me? I don't know if I was in shock, or incredibly pissed off or I wanted to murder her or fuck her hard till she passes the fuck out. Maybe all the options above together. I recoiled my hand from where Evangeline had shot me, layering my skin with a thick pool of blood. I couldn't believe the fact that she had actually shot me. And I just couldn't bring myself to retaliate. I don't think I have it in me to even point my gun at her... I looked at the blood on my hand again and then back at her, sitting on the bed, holding my gun lazily as if it was normal for her to handle guns. She stood up and all I could do was fucking stare at her. She stepped closer and tucked my gun back into the holster. "Here, let me help you with that before you bleed all over my carpet," she said before moving out of the room and I followed her. "Where the fuck did you go?" I asked. She loo
•Nikolai• ╌═❁═╌ "I don't want to be with you, I can't live like this..." I nodded, looking down at the floor, "Evangeline..." "Nikolai..." Whatever she was going to say got interrupted by the knock on the door. Sighing, she stood up and walked to it. The fucker from the morning entered her apartment, the one she called her boyfriend, the previous warmth left my body as the resentment took over in mere seconds. What the fuck was he doing in my wife's bedroom at this time of the night?! "What are you doing here?" she asked, sounding a little shaken up. "I couldn't sleep, I wanted to apologize..." he trailed off before he frowned and touched her neck, "Wait, is that blood? Are you alright?!" "Enzo, now is not the good time—" "Why?" I couldn't fucking take it anymore as I decided to intervene, "Because she is with her fucking husband right now!" His eyes went wide and he pulled out his gun in a second, "What is he doing here?" "I could ask you the same fucking thing!
•Evangeline• ╌─═❁═─╌ I sat in the restaurant looking around the people, waiting for Bianca to show up. It was the same restaurant we used to meet at all the time. My eyes wandered around and I saw our men sitting over tables far away from mine, they were keeping their eyes on me. Last night after Nikolai left they all couldn't understand how the hell he got into my room. Then they went to the rooftop and saw the soldiers patrolling the rooftop passed out and wounded, fortunately, Nikolai didn't kill them. If he had he would have initiated a war that I didn't want to be a part of. I may have killed some people while Enzo trained me but only those who actually deserved it. I don't like to spill blood for no reason at all, I wasn't stupid enough to go on a war with Nikolai in New York City, where Nikolai Costello is the King of the dark world. The men all around me had families and friends that cared about them and when Uncle Luca made me a part of his family, he also shared their
•Evangeline• ╌─═❁═─╌ Fury coursed through me, gripping me tightly and clouding my senses. I narrowed my eyes as my jaw tensed. "Lorenzo..." "Are you getting a divorce?" he asked, frowning deeply. Dante stepped between us, trying to shield me away from my mother's rapist and murderer. I pushed Dante out of the way. Yes, so, I never have to see your face ever again because I might kill you. You have no idea how many times I have imagined myself killing you with my bare hands... This is what I wanted to say, but I didn't. I didn't say that, I put on the sweetest smile on my face and went in for a hug, "Lorenzo, I missed you." "But you left me..." he whispered. I pulled back, "I know and I am so sorry for that." I heaved a deep sigh as I gazed at Lorenzo's hands, the same hands that had committed such atrocious acts. Despite the anger that was coursing through my veins, I wanted Lorenzo to see me in a positive light so I reminded myself that my dearest Lorenzo would be the
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•Evangeline• ╌─═❁═─╌ "Please, please, have mercy..." he groaned out, he could barely breathe but I didn't care as I jabbed another needle into his neck. I frowned, mockingly. "How can I? You don't fucking deserve it!" saying that, I slammed a plier onto his nose, probably breaking it. He let out gibberish as blood trailed down his nose, filling his mouth, and making him gag on it. I was in the tunnels under our mansion, torturing our captives—the ones who deserves it anyway. My hair was in a messy bun and I was wearing a light pink summer dress which was now covered in blood, filthy blood. My husband has gone out of the country leaving me alone with these imbeciles and Lorenzo. I went into the corner to get the toolkit when Lorenzo appeared beside me in a flash, "Let me get this for you." I smiled as we walked back to the man I was torturing. Phew! Even walking is a chore for me nowadays. Lorenzo opened the kit and before me; laid beautiful, the shiniest, and the sharpe
•Nikolai• ╌═❁═╌ "I wish you were here, Mama," I whispered as I rolled her diamond ring between my fingers, the same ring I bought for her from Sicily. She would have loved Evangeline. "Ready, Niko?" Scott's voice resounded in the room. I turned and saw Scott and Bianca, she grinned widely at me and ran up to me. She stepped closer to me and pinned a white rose boutonnière to the lapel of my tuxedo. She stepped back and smiled with satisfaction. "Now you look perfect! I'm gonna go check on the bride," saying that, she trotted out of the room leaving me alone with Scott. "What is it, Shitface?" "Nervous?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. I furrowed my eyebrows as I realized I wasn't fucking nervous at all. When I was about to get fake-married to Grace, I was going fucking crazy and the thought that Evangeline would be sitting with the guest made me lose my shit but today... I was about to get married to my wife and I felt content, relaxed, and calm. I clicked my tongue, "Not e
•Nikolai• ╌═❁═╌ “THREE MONTHS BEFORE THE BOLTON'S FAMILY MASSACRE” "Mama?!" I went into my parents' home, looking for my mother, "Mama?!" "Niko!" her voice filled my ears and my attention snapped in its direction of it. She stepped out of the kitchen immediately, her face contorting with glee as she saw me, and a wide smile appeared. A maid helped her take the apron off and she came running toward me. My mother, my beautiful mama. She pulled me in a hug, wrapping her arms around me. I rested my chin above her head and smiled, hugging her back. "Oh, I was so scared. I prayed day and night for you to come home safely. I hate this, Niko, first your father and now you. Every time you and your father stay away from home for more than a week, I die a little from the inside, Durak!" "I came to you the second the plane landed," I told her. She pulled back and held my hand, taking me to a couch, "Okay, what did you bring for your mama from Sicily?" She watched me with hopeful b
•Evangeline• ╌─═❁═─╌ I waited for a few moments and then moved closer to the window to see where he had gone. I noticed the flickering light of a drugstore as Nikolai stepped out of it. I frowned, he left me all hot and bothered to get medicine or some shit? Maybe, he was getting condoms or birth control pills. I was still in my thoughts when the door swung open and Nikolai grabbed me like a savage and hovered over me, shutting the door behind him and locking the car. In a second, his hand was on my neck, choking me, pushing me down into the seat. "Shit, you're so fucking hot and it makes me fucking furious that I can't fucking resist you." My hands went to his arm—the one holding me in place. "Furious enough to fuck me like you fucking hate me?" I managed to ask, remembering what he once said to me. A dark look flashed across his face, his eyes turned a shade darker, oh, he was furious alright. "Furious enough to fuck you like I'd fuck a lowlife whore who doesn't even deserv
•Evangeline• ╌─═❁═─╌ "B, I don't know why I am so damn nervous when I am already freakin' married!" I tugged at the wedding dress I was wearing, "Don't you think it's too tight?" "Maybe because now you are getting married to the man you love..." she said as a matter of factly, standing behind me as the woman adjusted the dress. I rolled my eyes, "He was always the man I loved..." I lightly touched the saleswoman's shoulder, "I don't think it's the right dress for me..." She gave me a polite smile, "I'll bring out a few more dresses, Mrs. Costello." Bianca blew out a raspberry, "Nope, he was the man you admired, you had a teen girl crush on him. My cousin, Niko is a handsome man, I have seen how girls throw themselves at him; you were just one of them that's why you jumped into marriage with him without even understanding what it was. You first married him because you wanted him but now it's different. Now you are marrying him because you love him, you need him because h
•Evangeline• ╌─═❁═─╌ A huge cake was brought out, and Nikolai handed me a knife as I cut into it. His hand was glued to my back the whole night, he didn't let me out of his sight not even for a moment. I met with Alessandro after ages, I had met him once before in Sicily when Nikolai took me to the woods to shoot Grace. I stand corrected in my statement that Alessandro is still my favorite Costello of all—second to Bianca of course. "Happy Birthday, Mrs. Costello." I turned and saw Lorenzo with a gift in his hands. I pulled myself out of Nikolai's grip and jumped into his arms, "Thank you, Lorenzo!" "Here's your gift," he pushed it into me; he didn't hug me back as usual. "Thank you..." I took it and as I was about to hand it to a maid to put it with the mountain of gifts I had received tonight, Lorenzo stopped me. "Open it." I smiled, shaking my head, I pulled at the ribbon. I took off the lid of the box and saw red lipstick, "A lipstick?" "It's not just lipstick, it'
•Evangeline• ╌─═❁═─╌ "Is Nikolai going to be there?" I asked Bianca as I ran my hand through my wet hair, blow-drying them. Today was my twenty-first birthday. Bianca being a party animal as always decided to throw another party for me. Sometimes I think she just needs a reason for partying, nothing else. I really didn't want another party after what went down last time. Also, Nikolai still hadn't wished me. Ugh! I don't know why I keep wanting him and pushing him away at the same time, my indecisiveness was getting on my own nerves. I really don't know what I wanted. One second I want him and the next second I remember what I went through because of him and that scenario ends up with me in a comatose. Bianca was laying on my bed, over her stomach applying nail polish over her fingernails as she blew on them, "I don't know..." I raised an eyebrow, her tone seemed way too carefree to talk about Nikolai, "What do you mean, you don't know? Aren't we going to his nightclub?" Sh
•Evangeline• ╌─═❁═─╌ "I know things hadn't been the same between us since I came back but I promise you, no more bullshit..." I said, looking at her with hopeful eyes. "I really missed you, E, and you came back as a completely different person, I couldn't even recognize you." I grabbed her hand. "Hey, no, come on, it's still me, B, I'm right here." "Then you went into a coma and I felt so guilty and I cried because I thought I'd never be able to talk to you again and I wished I could just turn back the clock and hug you one more time—" I cut her rambling off and placed an arm over her shoulder, pulling her closer. I rested my head against hers and sighed. We were sitting on our living room couch. Nikolai had been sending Bianca back every time she came to meet me but luckily it was me who found her today because Nikolai wasn't at home. A maid told me he never came home last night. After an hour or so, Bianca left. We had lunch together and hung out, she had gossip about almo