Nicholas Salvatore the heir to the Salvatore's throne. Born with a diamond spoon in his mouth, he basically had everything in the palm of his hand. A player with the body of a Greek God and face liked a model, the new Don changed women like they wer...
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Anastasia Rayne
" Where are we going? " I asked trying to keep up with his pace.
He was at least six and a half foot tall with those long legs of his, the asshole was walking so fast up the stair case taking super long stride while I was running behind him with my short legs and despite my whining he didn't stop or look back for even a second.
This dude was the biggest asshole out there.
Nicholas suddenly stopped in front of a door which I remembered to be the one that led into his all black liked his soul bedroom. He punched in the codes and then the door was unlocked. Pushing it opened he suddenly grabbed my wrist and pulled me inside the room with him yanking me onto his bed liked I weighed nothing.
" Ow what the hell is wrong with you? " I grunted sitting up from the bed.
He looked at me sternly as he hovered his body over mine causing me to back away until my back hit his headboard while he kept crawling closer and closer to me until his face was inches away from mine. I could feel his hot breath fanning on neck as he leaned even closer to my face not breaking eyes contact.
" Who are you? Why are you here? " he asked lowly looking at my lips making me gulped.
I thought we had moved pass these questions. He had at least asked me the same shits for about twenty times already. By now I was sure that he suffered from memory loss.
And, damn If he wanted to do this interrogation all over again, there was no need to jump on me liked this. How could I focus when a hunk was on top of me. But, two could play the game.
" The name is Anastasia Rayne. I was here to kill your family you know that, Mr Salvatore. " I said, my lip twitching into a small smirk.
" Tell me, Ana. Who taught you how to do all that? I have never seen any assassin who tortured people the way you did. " he asked brushing his silky lips against my neck.
Fuck. I took in a sharp breath as I tilted my head sideways giving him more access to my neck.
" Are you seducing the answers out of me? " I groaned out loving the feeling of his warm mouth on my neck against my skin.
I had been with plenty of men before and none of them had this effect on me liked Nicholas Salvatore. What I was feeling at the moment was confusing and rather complicated. I hated him. I hated how he disrespected me and my body as a woman. But, his touches were out of this world, it was so addicting so amazing that my body couldn't help but react to him without any effort from him at all.
It was safe to say that I was sexually attracted to this hunk.
Maybe I liked the dangers radiating off him. Maybe I wanted to taste troubles. Maybe that was why I was attracted to him while I was hating on him at the same time.
But, would I let him have this control over my body? No. Not even over my dead body.
" And, I will gladly fuck the answers out of you, Ana. " he whispered still torturing my neck with his skillful mouth.
" How about you fuck off, Nick? " I asked shoving his head off my neck.
As much as I enjoyed whatever he was doing to me I couldn't let it happen. I was here on a mission to kill, not to fuck my target and got attracted to him.
The statement caused him to back away from me. My skin missed his the warmth that his mouth provided as cool air swept passed it. He looked at intensely, his grey orbs boring into mine filled with lust and hunger.
" Stop looking at me like you want me because we both know you don't. This is wrong. " I muttered backing down from his contact.
And, just a second after I finished the sentence he pulled away completely off me and stormed to the door. He yanked the door opened and stood at the doorway for a moment and then he was gone from the room. I stared at his back as he walked away slamming the door shut.
Heaving out a deep breath I leaned my head against the headboard closing my eyes wondering what the hell was happening to me and what was I supposed to do next.
I wasn't even allowed a phone or a computer let alone leave the house by myself to contact my father. Speaking of my father I wondered if he even noticed that I had disappeared as I hadn't been able to contact him at all in the last few days.
" Miss Anastasia? " a voice of young girl said snapping me out of my thought.
I snapped my eyes opened and there stood a young looking girl with blonde hair standing in a maid uniform just outside the door looking at me with her big brown eyes.
" Can I help you? " I asked furrowing my eyebrow at her.
" Master Nicholas sent me here to put your clothes in his closet. " she said looking at her feet.
" And, why should my clothes be in his closet? " I asked getting off the bed.
" Because sir said that you are to stay with him in this room. " she said still not looking at me.
That sly bastard. He wanted me in his cage and under his control. I grunted under my breath before following the blonde girl into the closet and helped her put my new clothes in the other half of the gigantic walk in closet.
" What is your name? " I asked putting the several pairs of sweatpants into the drawer.
" Cora, ma'am. " she said as she folded all color of lingeries into the bottom drawer.
Good God, I didn't even want to know who the hell bought me all these stuffs. I was too embarrassed to even ask her to stop and that I could take care of it myself.
" How long have you been working here? " I asked.
" Sir Nicholas found me on the street a few years ago, he helped me gave me a job and a place to live. " she said smiling at the thought.
" Nick helped you? " I asked in bewilderment.
All I knew about the guy was that he had no heart and was as merciless as his father in the art of murdering people not that he had the heart to help out a girl in needs. There was a lot more to Nicholas Salvatore and I couldn't help but wanted to find out.
" He let you call him Nick? " she asked finally looking at me. I swore I could see pain in her eyes for a split second but she managed to cover it up.
" Yes why? Nicholas is a mouthful. " I shrugged.
" Nothing. Everything is done here. I should get going. " she said before hurried out of the room.
I watched her leave in confusion but decided to brush it off and continued arranging my clothes.
