Dilara

Chapter 26:

'You didn't tell me I had to kill someone,' I snap at Adriano.

He's sitting at a table with Alessandro, Lorenzo, Amira and Alora. Terzo, Zoya and Matteo join us.

'I didn't know,' he replies. 'Plus it's not like you've never killed someone before.'

'That was different, those guys where going to hurt me.' I mutter.

'And those people hurt us,' he says. 'They're traitors.'

He pulls me onto his lap, so that I'm facing him and my dress slides up my legs. He puts his hands on the sides of my thighs.

'People are watching,' he mumbles taking the hair out of my face.

'I'm still mad at you,' I mutter.

'You're hot when you're mad pazza,' he laughs.

'If you're going to make me sit on your lap, at least empty your pockets,' I snap.

'It's a new suit, pockets are empty,' he replies.

Oh shit, I have that much control over him.

'Sorry lovebirds,' Terzo says. 'But is anyone else confused as to why Xuan is suddenly on our side?'

'It's suspicious,' Amira says, folding her arms on the table.

'Vittoria said she'll tell us everything later,' Lorenzo explains.

I look behind Adriano and see Xuan walking our way.

'He's coming,' I say to everyone.

'How are you all?' Xuan says when he finally reaches us.

'Better when you weren't in front of my face.' Alessandro snaps.

'Dilara, looking gorgeous as always,' he winks, ignoring Alessandro's comment.

Heat fills my cheeks. I can't deny it, Xuan is charming.

'What do you want asshole.' Zoya snaps.

'We're basically family now,' He laughs and sits down next to Matteo who glares at him.

'Why don't you trust me?' He asks innocently.

'Because last time, you tried to fucking kill me,' Adriano slams his hand onto the table making me jump.

I can feel the anger radiating off him. It's kind of hot.

'I don't think I remember that,' he shrugs.

Adriano pulls down the collar of his shirt, showing a scar on his tanned collarbone.

'Ring a bell,' he snarls.

'Oh yes, well you pissed me off.' Xuan replies casually.

'If you want to leave this party with all your body parts, I advise you to leave our table.' Alora snarls.

I've never seen her this angry.

'Calm down cupcake,' he laughs.

Amira takes out a knife from her sleeve and plunges it into the table.

'Leave.' She glares at him.