For some odd reason, I wanted to stand up. I had this sudden stupid urge to do it. Holding unto his shoulders, I carefully pushed my shoulders up.. He seemed to drive a little bit slower to steady me on the bike.This feeling was euphoric. I held my both hands out to the side as I let the cold morning breeze lick my face and I laughed. The wind gently tousled my hair nearly back as I closed my eyes and soaked in the ambiance of the empty highway. Never in my entire life have I felt like this before. It felt real. The moment felt raw. I knew I'd miss this feeling when the moment is over. I never wanted it to end. It didn't seem as dangerous when you're in the moment doing something like this. Who cares anyway, Life is short."You should probably sit down. I need to go faster." He stated.That didn't exactly ruin the moment. For the matter, i actually felt quite satisfied. Wrapping my arms back around him, I leaned on his back and smiled to myself.There was no one to tell me what to
Okay. Well maybe it wasn't such a genius plan but it was just a thought. For now, all I had to do was get the folder, get away from everyone here, and then think of something.As all the men's attention were back on one another and they discussed their 'matters', I neared the tables with the drinks again and I placed the empty glasses on it. Quickly. I slipped the paper that was in the folder under the tray and took it up.Turning around casually, no one's attention seemed to be on me, that is until Sinister suddenly locked eyes with mine. Dear God. I hope he hadn't seen it. I was almost fully convinced that he had but he nonchalantly drifted them back to the others in the room. He didn't. Thank God.Trying my best not to be suspicious, i exited the room and hurriedly rushed back into his room. I carelessly placed the tray on the small table and scanned my eyes over the paper I took up. To my horror, my face was confirmed by what was on the paper. Nothing was even legal and everythin
Clean man?Haha." Clean," I scoffed."Squeaky." He winked at me.No. Don't laugh. Do not laugh Grey.I bit my lips to prevent myself from doing so."I shouldn't have done what I did." He frowned."Stop it!" I scowled, "Stop being so freaky charming. I'm not falling for your crap.""That wasn't my intention Angel, I just…" He seemed lost for words-almost sincerely regretful-so sincere that I felt my heart breaking. His eyes seemed to be a little too hurt. There was more to this man that honestly met the eye."Whatever." I sighed and turned away, tossing the pillow to the side.At that sudden moment, he scooped me into his arms."S-Sinister! What are you doing?" I panicked as he carried me through his hall to the room where he worked out."You need some help.""I?" I scoffed, "I need some help? You need some help buddy! You lack help! You're the help-lacker here! Not me! Put me down!"Within a second, he dropped me on the thin soft mat on the ground."Hurts, doesn't it?" He chuckled w
Sinister blinked at me and just when I was expecting a shocked expression from him, he smiled."Go ahead Angel, shoot me."Damn him!"What?"He chuckled, "That is, if you know how to.""Oh shut up!" I snapped, annoyed."I can do that once you pull that trigger.""Did I not punch you hard enough Sinister?"Before he could have said another word, the sudden sound of someone clearing their throat brought us to attention."If you two are done here ?" Mikhail's cold voice iced through the air.Pushing himself up, Sinister snatched the gun away from me and stuck it back in his pants. Rubbing his chin casually, he walked up to Mikhail while I sat myself up on the ground. They spoke in a soft tone of voice laced with few Russian words within their sentences.That shit must be important.Mikhail, with a nod, seemed to agree to something Sinister had requested and left the room. He looked back at me sitting on the floor and raised his both eyebrows. In response, I wriggled mine and winked at h
Gently knocking on the door, I entered."Sinister?" I spoke softly and he raised his eyes to me.Dear God, his eyes were a toxic shade of blue. A deep, dark, consuming soul gazed towards me and melted me in every possible way."Becky," he breathed yet his voice held a soft rawness as he stood and walked towards me, "What are you doing here?""I was looking for you.""Aren't they all?" He chuckled.It was weird but something about that chuckle seemed to lose that 'Sinister' effect. It was t wicked. I might sound crazier than I already am it but it almost seemed a tired and drawn out."Salvatore, are you alright?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows band for the first time, I was feeling a bit concerned.My question seemed to Suprise him but he brushed the reaction off quickly. "I'm more than alright Darling."Darling?"I thought it was 'Angel' ?" I playfully teased with a soft smile.With a subtle smile, he stared at me, "Why did you come here?""I wanted to talk to you- about my brother.
"I don't believe this.""The guy's 28, he had to get married sooner or later.""B-but he's in the mafia!""Just because we're in doesn't make us no less human." Nadia stated harshly, yet she didn't look at me."I hadn't meant it like that, Nadia."Ignoring me, she looked towards Nik and scowled, "Meet me in the room, now!"With that, she walked away and Nikolai followed.I stood there in utter shock, everything suddenly felt like a dream. Walking back to the room, trying to channel my multiple emotions into one was the hardest thing to do. I slumped down on the sofa and replayed everything that happened between Sinister and me.I was unsure of what I was feeling. I wanted to murder him. He led me on. He kissed me! He kissed me even though he had a fiancée. Sinister played me and used me as if I was some sort of object. That's all he knew to do! He always toyed with my emotions! He manipulated me the first time we met and now… now I felt as if I was suffocating from some sort of…. Toxi
“Oh, I see.” I replied, “I still don’t know, Maria. I don’t belong with these people.”“I specifically asked about you, he said he wishes no one to starve in this house. You’re a guest, and you’ll be treated like one. I think it’s best if you go, I might even be in trouble if you don’t attend.” “Then I’ll go for your sake.” I sighed.She smiled thankfully, “You’re a very sweet woman, Miss Grey, I truly hope God blesses and gives you what you deserve. Everyone’s been seated downstairs, you should probably go as well.”I nodded and she walked away. At first, I was a bit hesitant to go there, but I sucked it up. I mean, it was just a normal dinner, what could go wrong?I stood at the door of the dining room where I saw Sinister’s grandfather seated at the head of the table speaking to Alberto at the side. Mikhail was taking his seat while giving instructions to a worker while Nadia sat at the other head. Nikolai walked in from the other entrance, taking a seat on the other side of Nadia
Her shock was evident, and Maria’s eyes widened to the size of Texas.“Oh, dear,” I frowned and looked at my dirty hand, “Looks like I missed a spot.”With that, I wiped my hands on her clothing.I stood my ground as she clenched her teeth towards me. I swore she would have said something, but surprisingly, she didn’t. She walked away, muttering something angrily.Something about that told me that she wasn’t going to let it slide, but for now, I’ll celebrate my victory. I helped Maria clean up, as the poor girl was struggling to do so by herself since the other worker had left. When I was finished, I decided to take some dishes up to the stockroom on the top floor for her.On my way up there, in that hallway that I had to admit was dead creepy, I heard sudden shouts. It came from a room from afar. The last door at the end, which was slightly opened, it seemed like two persons were arguing inside there. Cautiously, I walked up to the door and peeked in, only to note the two shocking ind
Sinister’s POV I should hate this girl. She's nothing but problems. And yet, I find it most difficult to stare away right now. Her dark hair tousled down her back and over her shoulder as she leaned against the leather interior of the limo. She pressed her head gently against it as her eyes grew wary and distant. She'd been peeling the dead skin off her fingertips subconsciously since we got in here. Were the heels really that high? I shouldn't have asked the lady for the best pair. I should have just gone with the most comfortable pair. It was my fault. But how was I to know she couldn't walk in them? How was I to know anything about her? The navy gown clung to her body effortlessly. If anything, she could easily get mistaken for an angel fallen upon the earth. God. I pushed the thought away. What the actual fuck was I saying? She was a fallen angel sure, one just like Lucifer at least. Fallen upon me to frustrate the living daylight out of me. Her face glowed under the moonligh
~^~ "Me being with you would have been dangerous, Becky. I couldn't live with myself if something happened to you because of my selfish decision." “James knew, didn't he? You were with him that day when you went after Vincelli." I strained my voice to even speak. With a pause, “Yes, but I couldn't get you involved anymore. Grey, you have this life ahead of you. It's a great life, why are you looking back?" “Because you're there." “Becky," he breathed, stunned at that, his eyes softening. “You have my heart. You’ll always do. I'm perplexed as to what you see in a monster like me but maybe that's why I'm so drawn to you. You see me as virtuously human and I feel otherwise and somehow or the other you see me as worthy and I could never understand your kindness. I love you, fuck, you make me so weak." Slipping my hand into his, I closed the space between us, pressing my body against his and my head against his chest. His heartbeat was fast and steady as he wrapped his free ha
~^~ "He was one of my closest friends. Shall I have this dance? For him?" James asks as he puts out his hand. Pleasantly, I danced with him and it almost felt as if he was trying to sober me back up before someone else asked for a dance. Dance after dance and my feet were getting sore. Many of Archer's friends seemed to somehow have 'taken a liking to me' as Archer said in a somewhat cautious manner when he pulled me aside but I assured him that they weren't my type. God even knows what my type was. Walking back to the bar, I had another drink, and because I was a "lady" and most importantly, Archer's long-lost little sister, I had to upkeep a decent reputation- wine- no beer for me. Also, I couldn't kick that one guy violently to smash his banana when he tried to slide his hand down the equator. “I’m not sure if you're trying to get drunk or sober:" A man said to me from the side. “Is both an option?" "Only if you're trying to kill yourself." He started with a soft short
*~*The weight of the world seemed to be crashing down upon me or rather tugging mercilessly at the strings that sewed together the broken pieces of my heart. The entire flight I kept to myself and the weeks that came as well.Everything felt painful and it wasn't even that time of the month. “Do you know, when it was your birthday while you were in the coma, he spent every single second of the day with you? He didn't even give a shit about work. Whatever that day was, he canceled all plans and stayed at your bedside for every second. He was in so much pain seeing you like that, Becky. I almost envied that- that brotherly affection. It was beyond me."Snapping back to her attention as I heard that I held back a tear from escaping, she was right. I was being so selfish right now. I'm grieving but it feels like I'm hurting everyone around me.“I’m sorry," I said softly trying to recollect myself and my thoughts. "Let's do something for him. He deserves it."There was a certain light to
~^~“Jesus." I heard him say softly.“Well, I mean it's Becky, but I guess I can work with Jesus if you want."Not a moment passed by when I felt strong arms embrace me."I thought you were.” He choked within his sentence filled with joy and sadness and a somewhat bitter longing. “But. you're here, you're okay."Returning his hug, I felt so many emotions swarm within my soul, I missed you, James. I was looking for you. You said you'd come back two years ago and-""I did Becky, believe me, I did. My heart broke when I saw you in the hospital in that state I just didn't know what to do. I felt like I failed you, I disappointed you and Mare. I didn't get to you in time.""James," I said faintly, "Marc-""I know, but I keep telling myself that he's in a better place."In that second the back door near us bolted open and an awestruck Moe stood with his face paled as he saw James who released me slowly and faced him with kind eyes, "Jamie?"My voice dripping with agony brought his attention
~^~As the sun gave birth to the sky, I quickly packed my luggage and left the apartıment leaving a 'Be Back Soon' note to Nadia on the refrigerator. So help me God, let me know what I'm doing. Somehow it just felt right to go there.Walking into the airport, I went to my flight and sat at my specified seat. Taking a deep breath, shut my eyes ready for the flight to take off when I heard a familiar voice. “You forgot this."Looking up I saw Nadia arching her eyebrows while taking the seat next to me, giving me my phone."What are you doing here?" I frowned, shocked at her presence. Nadia inhaled deeply and tiredly made herself comfortable in the seat, "I honestly don't know why but somehow this trip seems to be important to you. Also, your company kind of grew on me."Smugly I smiled, “Aww, you mean you'd miss me."She rolled her eyes and asked, "So where exactly are we going'?"“I have no idea.""Becky, you can't be serious!" She exclaimed as we walked into the airport, "You didn't
~^~You never know what life is until near death hits you. And you'd never know what love is unless you lose- be it your ego, your vices, your hate, your time, or your love. That's the harsh reality of our burdened lives.I opened my eyes to feel the binding lights above me as my body drowned in the stiffening bed I rested on. A sudden chill ran across my body as I turned slightly to take note of the sun dying for the sky to breathe through the small window at the side. Where was I? Looking down at my body, I found myself decorated with hospital equipment for patients. Pushing away the oxygen mask from my face, I stumbled out the bed with an intense migraine. Why was I in a hospital? God, my head hurt. I pressed my hands against my temples as I moved across the room to the window.“Becky? Oh my God! Nurse!" I turned to see Nadia at the doorway of the room as she smiled almost in shock and tears streamed down her face. Something about her lookeddifferent.Archer suddenly rushed to my
~^~ “Damn." Archer frowned, “What happened to you, Banks?” “Your fucking sister did!" She screamed about to plunge towards us but I grabbed one of Archer's needles from his pocket and stuck it in her neck. “You are very welcome." I breathed in relief and looked at him, "Alright, let's go." "Guys just get out of there, we'll leave it to the COSR, James probably left already. There Is need to be inside that place right now. Come on out, It's dangerous." Nadia stated, "Come back." “I’ll run through the place once more," Archer suggested, I know how to handle myself, I'm sending Becky back." "Because Becky is a dog you can just take for a walk to meet a notorious drug-lord slash killer, and send back." I smiled, “But don't worry, I'm going I'm going, no need to rush for my presence boys. There's plenty of this attitude to go around, calm YO-selfs." I heard Moe’s chuckle from the ear piece, “Yeee, you’re becoming more like me.” Whatever. As I was about to take the next ste
As we walked I felt nauseated by the place, every step of the way."Don't worry, we just need to buy Moville sometime to find James."Over the earphones, we heard Moe speak, "When I find Jamie, I'll send you a code phrase.""What code phrase?" Nadia asked through the speaker."It's, Uncle Moe 's got a big package."“Is this even necessary?" Nadia scoffed as Nik laughed at her disgust."Once he gets Novak, it doesn't matter." Sinister voiced.Archer and I stood in front of this large deeply polished oak door and knocked twice when we heard a voice signal us to enter. As we did, there sat a thin tall man whose hair was neatly brushed back, at a desk whose chair was turned to face a large open-concept window that overlooked the mountain lights above and beyond. It was a beautiful sight I had to admit."Isn't it lovely, Kitty?" The man began in a rough yet smooth voice, “You loved to come up here and look at the stars with me. She particularly loved to be up here with you as well. It was