♣She touched me, and left a reason to exist.♣
"I can see it right through you, you desire me." He started eyes turning dark as night before his finger snapped towards my chin clasping it in his rough holds.
"You claim yourself to be my wife?" Despi...
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Diana's Pov
"Looks like the devils laid a claim on you eh?" I flinched giving out a startled gasp my hands flying towards my chest, the fork dropped against the bowl with a clang. My stunned gaze met Syenn's blank eyes void of any emotion yet a smirk curled the corner of his lips indicating his amusement.
"She's afraid of the big bad wolf?"
He taunted shaking his head at me, sliding against one of the chairs with ease curling a dark brow his fingers drumming against the marble countertop. Rolling my eyes at him, I cleared my throat. "I'm not his property." I deadpanned.
"Yet." He threw back, arrogance coating his voice.
"He's going to be there no doubt. He's never been the one to not show up in particular mafia events." I heard the alluring yet intimidating voice of Sylvain as he stated to Ivano trotting towards us. Nervousness contorted inside my belly, my nerves caught on fire recalling his naked and rippled muscles from yesterday. His threatening steps emanated power, dominance, and darkness.
I grew rigid when the hollows of his hard eyes seeped into mine and they ever so slightly darkened before tearing them away and settling himself beside me. From the corner of my eyes, his callous tattooed wrist curled into a fist before tapping furiously against the countertop.
"We need to reach in time," Ivano broke the silence sparing a glance at his wristwatch gulping down his brandy before his cold, stoic features met mine, and he stiffly inclined his head in acknowledgment. Syenn's expression clipped with boredom and his mouth parted breaking out a smoke. "Damn, it's going to be one violent-ass match knowing Sylvain."
Ivano chuckled throwing a dangerous glint to Sylvain who just leaned against his chair arms crossed together accentuating the tight muscles of his forearms. "How's she taking in the life?" I stilled, biting down on my lip knowing he was referring to me but before Sylvain could respond I answered.
"She-is sitting right here." I clipped with a fake smile etched upon my mouth waving my hand in the air. Ivano dismissed me scoffingly, peering at me with a glare. Why was he such an aßshole and rude to me?
"And to answer your question just fine." The lie rolled off my tongue in a raw, tight voice earning a dark eyebrow narrow towards me in silent inquiry yet he didn't utter a word. "I gotta give you that Vladimir, she is feisty and hot-headed just the way I like em." Ivano barked off a dark laughter pointing his forefinger in Sylvain's direction, the smirk on his lips told me that he was being sneaky.
"Remember what Adamos used to say, naïve women and emotions would ruin your life." Syenn broke into a peal of genuine laughter, the sound of his laughter felt surreal watching someone so frigid let go of his guard. Sylvain too smirked shaking his head. "And look where that fücker is now, heard he took a bullet just to get out of the mafia and that too for a woman."
