It started with a whisper... {COMPLETED}

Chapter 38 - Mystery unsolved

(Toms pov)

Tonight was the night of the fundraiser, I had my small encounter with Riley last night and it didn't go as planned. I ran my hands through my hair and got out of the car and walked up a gravel footpath to a white pine door, I looked at the number and a breath of relief left my body, house number 48, Rebecca Lewis, I knocked on the door and waited for a few minutes, it slowly opened and before me stood Becca, in a knee-length mint green off the shoulder dress, I ran my hand down the front of my black suit smoothing it out, I went casual and didn't do up my top button. We stood there in silence, she was the one who asked me to the fundraiser, and I didn't want to hurt her feelings so I accepted, granted I don't have feelings for her what so ever, I had feelings for someone else, but I haven't seen her in a few weeks. I smiled at her and extended my hand towards her.

"Hello Becca"

"Thomas, you look handsome"

"Thank you, and you look beautiful"

"Thank you, Thomas"

"Also, you know the rules please don't call me Thomas"

"Fine"

She sounded fucked off but she took my hand and we walked to the car, the car ride to the event was quiet and lovely, my mind was blurred by the millions of thoughts that clouded it, the main one why did those two hate each other, I cleared my throat and turned to her.

"Becca..."

"Yes?"

"Why do you and Riley... I don't know, hate each other?"

I watched as she tensed up and clenched her jaw, relaxing after a few seconds.

"I will tell you if we dance together at the fundraiser"

"Sure"

I would do anything just to know what happened between them, she met my gaze and rolled her eyes.

"Now, the reason we hate each other is that she's a bitch and I don't like bitchy people, she is also a girl who abuses her title by using it to her own advantage"

My fist clenched slightly but I quickly relaxed

"I don't think that's true though"

"what do you mean that's not true?!"

"Well, she was given that title 'The Grim Reaper' from someone so I think she's just following orders, she works for someone in the mafia but no one but her family and close friends knows who"

"Pfft, please. Jaq knows who she works for"

"Wait Jaq as in the French leader?"

"Yes, him"

"Didn't know that"

"Yet that still doesn't explain why she is such a bitch"

"She is protecting herself; she's probably been hurt before and doesn't want that to happen again!"

My voice rose a bit when I said it, I rolled my eyes and sunk back into my seat letting my thoughts take over again, a few more minutes in silence we arrived at the fundraiser, it was held in one of Harveys buildings, I stood out of the car and admired the decorating, I looked around and was immediately blinded by flashing camera lights, fucking paparazzi. I walked around and helped Becca out of the car, we were bombarded by questions, since the event didn't start till 7 we stayed out for a bit and answered them, I heard a low grunting engine in the distance and saw a familiar-looking mustang pull up, out of the drivers side emerged a guy, he was tall and muscular, not as built as us mafia men but still quite fit, he had jet black hair which had hints of lighter streaks poofed at the top of his head, his husky blue eyes scanned the area, like me he wore a black suit but he wore a maroon tie with it.

"Who's he?"

I looked at Rebecca and shrugged, half of the paparazzi left us and crowded around the car yelling and flashing their cameras.

"Not sure"

He walked around to the side closer to us and opened the door, a pair of black stiletto ankle strap pumps placed themselves gracefully on the ground, my eyes travelled up the legs and landed on the dress, it was a rather sexy burgundy spaghetti strap open back dress which was quite short, my eyes continued to travel up her body, she pulled off the dress perfectly, I watched as she swiftly and carelessly threw a leather jacket over her shoulders, a black choker hugged her neck and a crown of deep red roses sat upon her perfectly styled hair which cascaded down her shoulders, I noticed the deep red lips that looked soft to the touch, her hand covered her face and she met up with the guy, they linked arms and glided to the door, she turned her back to us and I caught her voice, it was definitely English but it had a slight accent to it, I couldn't figure out what it was, her voice carried everything and was music to my ears.

"Please no questions right now, I will answer when I feel like it"

She turned back around and rushed to the door, the dude following closing behind her, I saw their intertwined fingers and a weird feeling came over me I wasn't sure what it was, I followed them inside and stood next to the boys and their dates, Alexia walked over to me and glared at me she wore a shoulderless drop tail white gown with deep blue lace trimming and gold thread, she wore blue and white floral peep-toe heels, her hair was cut just above her shoulders and the ends were dyed a shade of pink, her eyes were cold and she turned her back to me walking over to the mystery girl, I saw them hug and start laughing, they knew each other then, I then saw Alexia walk back to us while the girl walked over to the Piear family and hug Harvey, Vincent and Filomena, my confusion only grew as the night past.