Sinfully in love

Lost Touch

POV: Donato

She growled at me while holding her arm. She let out a soft groan and I went towards her. Going on my knees, I saw her gray top bear a blood mark on it. She was hurt but not much. I cupped her chin in my hand and looked into her eyes.

"Let's get you patched up because I have a job for you, Assassino"

She looked up right at me with that same confused look on her face. Maybe she knows what kind of job it is but I don't trust her. So she isn't gonna get the full idea of what is about to go down.

"What job? You want me to train your men now?" She scoffed at me. 

"Maybe just obey and you'll find out nicely."

"Fuck you, Donato." She stood up slowly. "Don't stare at me. I'm human and I do bleed."

"It's not about the wound, it's just the way you defy me, Hayley. Just why?"

"Because people like you just love to see one in pain and humiliation." Great. She just reminded me why I shouldn't be nice to her. I rolled my eyes at her statement and held her arm before dragging her out of the living room, and to the guest room.

POV: Hayley

He grabbed my arm and dragged me until we reached a room. Just like I thought, Donato doesn't have a sense of respect, towards anyone. He left my arm and opened the door and pushed me inside.

"Here, welcome back to your personal hell. There are clothes on the bed. Be downstairs in 30 minutes."

"Fuck off really. I'm not your fucking slave!"

"Well, Hayley you're about to be my slave." He said in a firm tone and shut the door harshly on his way out.

What the fuck did he mean by that! Whatever. I better step up because now I'm being overpowered by an arrogant arse, again and again.

I took off my top and saw the wound, like I expected, a small cut. I washed my face and changed into the clothes that were on the bed. I went to the door and opened it, walking down to the living room. I saw that old man again.

"I have seen you before." Blame it on my curiosity.

"Same here, Coleman." 

"And you are?"

"Ezio. Come on, He is waiting for you." 

"You seem a smart and respected man, yet you let him treat me like I'm trash. Actually surprises me, Ezio."

I walked past him and barged into the living room. There was a setup, of maps, blueprints, and my....my weapons. I looked around to find Donato, marking a blueprint. He turned to me as he heard me barge into the room.

"Don't barge in, have etiquettes." He eye-rolled at me.

"Says the one who literally had me dragged here." 

"Chiudere quella bocca cazzo e sedersi." 

(Translation: Shut your fucking mouth and sit.)

Fucker saying shit in other languages now. I looked at him with a poker face and sat down at a chair.

"So what was that important that your men dragged me here?"

"Shut up. I want you to do a job for me."

POV: Donato

"Oh really? Why do you think I'll do anything for you?" She always knows how to piss me off with her replies.

I looked over to Ezio, just to catch him signaling me to be calm. Damn you old man. I sat down on the chair, opposite her. She looked straight right at me, might seem like she was plotting my death.