And Then They Died

Chapter 2

Vince's POV

My face hurts like hell right now. I think Roman may have broken my nose. We always fight over stupid things. I wipe my face on the bottom of my shirt and enter the safe house that we have been staying at for the past month.

"Damn Vinny, who did that?" I look towards Amber and frown.

"It was American special forces, they will have more soldiers here within the week" I lied. We continued making small talk until Greyson walked in with a black folder.

"Guess what?" He motions for me to sit but I stand anyway. I wait for him to start talking and stop irritating me by opening his mouth unnecessarily. He frowns at my reaction and hands me the folder. "We have found more information on Allegra Stone".

I raise my eyebrow at him. There's no way he found information that I don't already know. I've known her since she was twelve and I was fourteen. I slid the folder back to him without opening it.

"Talk, I don't feel like reading, my eyes hurt". I sit down and lean my head back in the chair.

"Allegra Haile Stone. Twenty years old, turning twenty-one tomorrow, the first of August. Family was murdered at the age of four and the murderer is unknown".

Yeah, Yeah I already know this. Wait-. Murderer unknown? I chuckle quietly at the thought. Oh she knows who killed them, she's just too stubborn to listen to me when I offered revenge.

"Moved around about eight different foster homes until the age of twelve. Adopted by a government worker Sharon Maddison Smith, daughter of the U.S President, Garret Smith. Specially trained in mixed martial arts, gun training and knife throwing, and good with electronics and hacking. Has no friends-".

Lies, she has friends. It was always me, Roman, Octavia and the twins. Well, "was" is the keyword.

"It is believed that she might have a weakness though. She seemed to be dating someone about three or four years ago but she kept his identity hidden". Yeah, she was dating me you dumb hag.

I sigh in frustration and stand up quickly. I run my hand through my dirty brown hair wincing as it smoothed over the cuts on my knuckles.

"Greyson....... Just give me the damn folder and try to find out where she lives and how she is going to get here. I need time to complete this mission. As of right now the American government thinks that Roman is in Australia, but he's here with us in Italy. We are heading out to Spain next week." I shout so everyone can hear me as I walk down the hall to my room.

As I close the door I see the half naked Russian girl I left here last night. I forgot about her. Don't get me wrong, she's beautiful. Nice curves, perfect lips, a plump ass and round tits, but she doesn't arouse me. Not the way Allegra did. It wasn't even her body I was attracted to.

I loved the way her smile reached her eyes, the way she twitches her lip every time she's annoyed. The way she rolls her eyes whenever she disagrees with something...... Yes. Her beautiful green eyes. I wish she would stop wearing those grey contacts, but I guess it's necessary considering her job.

Damn Vince. Stop thinking about her. I look down to see the bulge in my pants and I groan. Fuck. Another cold shower. This is the sixth time in the last three days.

I grab my phone and call Roman.

"De Lucaaaa, the hell do you want now buddy" his words are slurred and I frown that it took him only an hour to find a club with girls whose body count is well into the hundreds.

Not that I'm one to judge.... I lost count after twenty.

"Rome...... Stop playing around. I need you in D.C to watch Allegra's moves. Her birthday is tomorrow and we both know how she is when she gets drunk" I whisper into the phone. I can't risk any of my colleagues finding out that I know more than I've let on.

"Wow Vince, it sounds like you care? Those feelings you have for her...... cut it out. If we get caught, we all die and the plan doesn't work. Dude, we are so close to world domination, don't let your feelings for her mess that up. When it comes down to it she will have to fight us. Neither of us can not hold back, especially because they will be watching." His tone hardens and he sobers up very quickly.

"Yeah Rome, I know-" I try to go on.

"NO YOU DON'T VINCE. LISTEN TO ME VERY CAREFULLY VINCE DE LUCA" He shouts before lowering his voice to a threatening tone. "You hate Allegra Stone, if I even see a hint of affection on your face when I get home..... when I go out to D.C..... I'll fuck her till she can't walk, and make you watch on security cameras. I'm not playing with you." He then quiets down, hanging up the phone.

I breathe out trying to control my anger.

"AGHHHHH" I scream throwing my phone at the wall. He's so lucky that he's right. In any other circumstance I would kill him for even thinking about it.

He's right..... Fuck. He's right. If my team thinks I'm in love with her then they will no doubtedly kill me despite me being their leader. I will have to call the order on her attack. I'll be the one instructing my men to shoot to kill. I'll be the one fighting her and Octavia, and I will kill her if I have to.

Maybe.

I don't want to. I don't want to kill the girl I'm in love with.

I walked across the room in four steps and into the bathroom. The large mirror reflected the bruising on my face.

A purple bruise sat along my jaw and there was a dark cut under my eye. I traced a finger down my nose, even the soft movement causing me extreme pain.

My nose was definitely broken.

I took a deep breath in before I cracked it back in place, more blood draining as I did it.

I inhaled sharply, quietly, took my shirt off, dumped it on the floor, studied the tattoo with her name on it.

The name Allegra in a Lobster font, right at my waist.

I didn't bother to take off my pants before I stepped in the shower turning the dial to cold.

I let the water drip all over my body, soak me, refresh me. I let it clear my head from the obscene thoughts clouding my mind because right now, all I could think about was those pretty pink lips touching mine, skimming down my jawline, my throat, kissing me softly, so gently that I could barely even-

Fuck.

I was obsessed and I had no idea how to get her out of my head.

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