Dirty Little Secret - Not Edited

Three

Myla Mendez

I sat in my chair unfazed by his presence. To be perfectly honest...the prick doesn't deserve my attention. Everyone stood to greet him. I continued eating my dinner when my mother kicked my leg, a gesture to get me to stand. I rolled my eyes and stood up.

"Myla." My name must taste like sewage on his tongue considering the face he pulled. I could tell he was as happy to see me as I was him.

"Enzo, I never even realised you had arrived." I said through gritted teeth. He walked up to me and embraced me in a very awkward hug, "I'm gonna give you three seconds Enzo, before you loose a body part." I whispered into his ear making sure the rest of the room couldn't hear.

He let out a dark chuckle in my ear. "And I'm gonna give you three second to loose the fucking attitude." He scolded back at me.

"Mark my words I will stab you in the fucking neck." I replied.

"Not if I do it first love." I pushed him off of me, but he didn't budge because of me he moved on his own and that only irritated me more. We all sat down continuing to eat. Enzo sat on the opposite side of the table facing towards me.

"Enzo tell us how have you been?" My mother spoke. I sat playing about with my left over food. "Fine. Business is certainly keeping me busy, but I'll be sure to get it under control and focus back on taking over the thrown." I gave a scornful chuckle and felt all eyes on me. "Something funny?" He furrowed his brows glaring at me.

"Nope." I popped the P obnoxiously. "Anyway, I'll be taking over within the next year, I'm sure my father has mentioned." My parents nodded along acknowledging him. I rolled my eyes at him for what felt like the 100th time. "Myla will also be taking over the thrown within the next year." I smiled at my dad, it was soon replaced with a firm lip when I heard that same low chuckle, the fuckers way of annoying me. "Something funny?" I asked mocking his before tone. He smiled shaking his head no. I got up taking my plate to the sink and washing it down.

"Myla, will you give Enzo the details from the mission this morning. He will have to know of it for files." I gave my dad a bored look then turned to Enzo giving him the same expression, whilst he wore a smug one. "I killed them." I watched out the corner of my eye as my father slowly shook his head closing his eyes, my mother continued sending me dirty looks. Vince and Maria looked between me and Enzo. Matteo, Luca, Angelina and Luna all looked to disinterested to even acknowledge us. Enzo's lips formed into a smirk.

"My-" Enzo interrupted my father. "No, no Mario. It's fine, I get it. She killed them...she's probably just pissed because it took her longer to kill those three men than it took me to kill 12 men. Which I done in 9 minutes by the way." Smug fuck. I ran my tongue over the rim of my teeth. I watched as he stood up and walked towards the sink cleaning off his plate. "Don't flatter yourself Romano. They practically killed themselves from spending to much time with you." His lips formed back into a thin line before he turned back to the table, ignoring me.

"Thank you for the meal it was lovely, I'm sorry I have to go-" Vince stood up along with my father. "Actually son you'll be staying here tonight. We have business to discuss." I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.

"Not to state the obvious, but don't you have a house for that? And maybe Enzo has a cage or something?" My father gave me a deathly look and focused back on Vince. "Vince, why don't we talk in my office before speaking to them." TO THEM?!

Hell to the no.

I'm not working with him. Not even if my life depends on it.

I crossed my arms over my chest giving my father a weary look. "What do you mean?" He gives me ignorant hand gesture before walking down the hall with Vincent.

Enzo is stood beside me with his hands in his pockets, his face wearing the same expression. "Say cheese!" Matteo snapped a picture of the two of us. "Goals!" He mused looking at the picture.

I scolded him and turned walking towards my dads office. "I wouldn't do that Mendez." Enzo speaks behind me. "Really? Still no fucks where given." I heard my mother. "LANGUAGE!" She roared at me. I continued walking until I heard Enzo.

"Your dumber than I already thought Mendez." I turned back round and made my way to him. "In lighten me. Why?" I gave him a bored look. "The Spanish are missing a shipment. You where on a mission about the Russians...who do you think has that shipment? And the only two that know about it is-" he moved his finger between the two of us.

"I would rather be tortured than work with you!" I spat at him. "That's can be arranged." His lips quirked into a smile before elaborating. "Fine. Let's settle this. If I take you down, we work together for the mission- if that's what they want - If you take me down, we don't. Simple." I chuckled. "As if." He raised an eyebrow challenging me.

I stared at him for a moment, if I took out the blade from my bra right now I could hit him perfectly in the eye.

"Fine." My lips formed into a solid line. We looked over at the table making sure no one heard us. "Let's take this outside." I said taking off my long black coat and throwing it over a bar stool. We both walked out the patio doors of the house and towards the garden beside the pool.

Enzo took off his black suit jacket and tossed it on one of the loungers in the garden. He was wearing a white button up shirt, and a black Armani suit. His short brown hair had clearly just had a fresh trim, it was cropped in at the sides and heavier on top. His blue eyes stared me down.

We both stood on the grass only a meter apart staring at each other. "I'll give you a head start." He says pulling out his gun and tossing it to the ground. I rolled my eyes and took out the two small blades from my bra. "I don't want it." He nods slightly before moving toward me with an easy punch. I duck down and punch him in the ribs. He moves ever so slightly but I done no damage.

"Your feistier than I remember love." I cock my brow before lunging for him again. He kicks my legs away from me, making me fall on my back. He stands beside me looking down. "Your loosing your touch Mendez." I grab his ankle a pull him down beside me. He moves quicker than I can and climbs on top of me straddling me.

I smile at him, then bite my lip bucking my hips to rub against his length. His lips quirk into a smile before I flip him over so I'm now straddling him, I also managed to grab one of my small ballades when down. I pressed it to his neck and sat contently. "And your loosing your focus." His lips formed back into that same straight line. He flipped me over in my moment of weakness and took the other blade.

He pressed it against my neck and I pressed the other two his. "I will fucking end you!" I screamed at him. No words can really describe the hate I hold for him. Like really.

"Try it, go on." I pressed the blade further into his neck. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!" We both turn still holding the knives up to each other's neck. My father and Vince stood in front of us along with everyone else. "Quick Myla, push the knife further in! It will be hilarious." Matteo chuckled holding up his phone taking picture of the scene.

"GET THE FUCK UP AND INTO MY OFFICE!" My father roared. "I would, but can't you see Malibu Ken is stopping me!" I said speaking of Enzo. "Shut the fuck up. Your just shit faced cause you know I was winning!" I narrowed my eyes at him before bucking my lips one last time so I was straddling him.

I leaned down to his ear and whispered. "Your gonna regret the day you where fucking born Romano." Before I could move away he spoke again. "Right now I don't regret anything Myla. Though I must admit, I like seeing you in this position." I huffed.

I got up off of him and as soon as he stood up I turned back around and pushed him into the pool. "MYLA!" Both Vince and my father shouted. I shrugged and just as I was about to walk away I felt a hand wrap round my ankle. Before I knew it I was in the 8ft deep swimming pool. "ENZO!" Both men shouted again.

I gasped for air as I came back up to the surface moving my arms to keep me afloat. "Both of you in!" My fathers stare was deadly but his voice smooth. I swam past Enzo towards the stairs leading into the pool making sure to hit the water in his direction as much as possible.

I shivered walking out of the pool and towards the doors. I kept my focus ahead of me as I walked towards my fathers office.