Thea

Angel

Thea's POV

Questions with no answers were invading my brain.

Ezra Angel was in Valerio territory

Don't let the name fool you, they are nothing like angels. We have been rivals since the start of the whole entire operation. The Valerio's have always been one step ahead of the Angels though which is another reason for concern.

Since the Valerio's have always been on top it requires you to also always be ready for something wrong to happen, and to always have your guard up. I thought that Ezra may have been planning a surprise attack or something but there was something off about this situation, it seemed as though his presence here wasn't a mistake.

I broke my contact with Ezra and turned myself back to my guests. While putting on a smile I realize that my brother still hasn't said anything, and I know Alex saw Ezra. As the staring died down I made my way over to everyone.

"Does someone want to explain what's going on", I say firmly to my family but mainly looking at my father.

Sebastian Valerio is my lovely father who I get most of my sarcasm and basically my whole personality from. My mom says I'm my father's evil spawn or something . I truthfully take that as a compliment. Just like my brother my father is very protective over his family and especially the women in the family. He knows the ways that the other men treat their wives and daughters and it disgusts him. He made a vow to my mother that before he is a leader of one of the most powerful gangs he is a father first.

"Sebastian I think you should tell her," my mother said from behind him. "Darling look at you, happy birthday. I can't believe my baby princess is twenty years old today" He says trying to change the subject.

I look around at everyone and they all seem suspicious and guilty. Ana, Riven, and Hunter all quickly looked at me but then averted their eyes just as quick. "You guys know too! I swear if this is about that angel over there! Why is nobody speaking!?" I got fed up with them randomly going mute and took matters into my own hands.

I had to get information from somewhere so why not go for the straight target.

I knew I looked breathtaking in my dress. Even though I was skinny I still had some curve, and I made it work. The sides of the dress hugged my sides well, and the top showed just the right amount of cleavage.

I got up and made my way to the dance floor, and made sure to make eye contact with the enemy.

I looked at Ezra and made sure he felt my presence. I got his attention and made sure that he saw every single guy following my every move. He wasn't the type of guy to get jealous, I understood that, but he was the type of guy that when he sees something he wants, nobody else can have it.

I knew that he could never have me, but for me to get information I needed him to believe it just for a little.

I got up to the dance floor and actually a very nice looking man came up and asked if I wanted to dance, but before I could take his hand for a dance he backed away. I was confused about what the problem was until I saw where his eyes were staring.

His eyes were staring at me from behind and with the fear in his eyes I knew exactly who caused this reaction.

I didn't wanna turn around because I didn't want to give in yet.

Then I felt his presence on the back of my neck.

He brushed my hair to the right side of my body which made my head tilt back a little. He slowly brought his hands to my hips and slightly pushed me into the front of him.

"You pull that little act and now you can't even face me" he said in a seductive whisper. My breath slightly hitched. I slowly turned around and made contact with Ezra.

Our eyes meet and I can't help but put a small mischievous smirk on the side of my face. He stares in my eyes, and his eyes somehow stop at my lips for a good period of time.

I felt something weird and I didn't like the feeling. Thank God that the next song started to play. When I started to hear the intro I realized that I shouldn't have been so thankful. Ezra noticed as well.

Ezra leaned in and whispered into my ear, "Would you like to dance darling?" He leaned back out and extended his hand.

Before I placed my hand in his palm I made contact with my Alex who was literally about to shit his pants. I may have a somewhat impulsive side that has got me in trouble once or twice, and Alex knows that side of me very well.

(The song that is playing is "Close" by Nick Jonas)

The dance floor cleared and it was only me and Ezra.

He brought me in close and had a secure hand on my lower back while we were swaying.

He relaxed his bottom hand and released me into a spin for me only to twirl back into his hard chest, making my breath hitch again.

"So tell me why are you here?" I asked while staring into eyes. "Oh so I guess little Thea doesn't know" he said to me with a playful look on his face. "What the fuck do you mean? What do I not know" I said annoyed as he twirled me in the air.

"Woah someone has a temper I see. Relax darling enjoy the dance" he said to me before he turned me over and started to dance from behind me.

"I'm done with this bullshit" I started to walk off.

He caught my hand. He dipped me down while holding my hitched bare leg that was exposed from the slit. He slowly lifted me up making our noses brush off of each other. We continued to dance around the ballroom. "Where do you think you're going so fast, I was just getting started. You give up already?"

Eyes were all over us as he was guiding me through the dance. I could hear whispers from all around, but I was too busy reading him. What was everybody hiding from me?

He was guiding me. His hands were on my hips and lower back. I was getting frustrated with the way I was feeling.

The song started to slow down a little and we were making our way to the center of the floor again.

"Ezra tell me what the fuck is going on before I pull the knife from under my dress and put it through your skull." I say getting more frustrated.

"Now don't you forget Thea that I could do the same exact thing to you." he says with a serious face as he lifts me in the air one last time.

"Just tell me," I say. He places me back on the ground and dips me. He chuckles a little then with a mischievous smile he says, "We are getting married darling"

He lifts me back up and leaves with a smirk. 

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