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Ace.

Davina's POV

I felt cold. I was awake, but I didn't want to open my eyes. My whole body was stiff considering I wasn't on a bed. I finally got the courage and opened my eyes slowly. I sat up and saw that I was in a cell. What the fuck? Dickhead drugged me and now I'm in a cell? What did I miss? Oh yeah. The handsome hot dude carried me. Was he a psycho killer? Oh god is this how I die?! 

I panicked and felt around my thighs and to my luck, my weapons were still there. I quietly peeked out and saw four guards outside my cell. I grabbed my revolver out and aimed it at one of the guards. Without hesitating, I took them all out. One of them was close enough for me to grab the key and open it from the outside. I took it and unlocked the door, and sprinted up the stairs. When I opened the door, I saw a massive black living room, with two staircases leading upstairs. So I assume this is the other mafia's house... Great. I tried to make my way to the front door when I felt someone roughly grab my arm. I winced in pain and grabbed my knife from my thigh band and stabbed him in the neck. I heard him gasp for air and then drop to the floor. I bolted outside, but of course there were seven more guards. I was not in any way going to win this fight. But I have got to try. I managed to put a bullet in three of the guards and shot them in the head. the remaining two, I had to fight. Screw me for not having enough bullets. I got my knife out and stared swinging, and to my luck I sliced one of the guards in the throat, and the other on the back of his leg causing him to drop. I was almost at the front gate, when I heard a car coming towards me. Fuck. It was the same black SUV that tried to take me in the first place. I froze and dropped my knife. I then saw the right back door open. It was the guy with blue eyes. He looked at me and chuckled. 

"You killed my guards Di Angelo. That's not nice." His eyes got cold and emotionless. He got a gun from behind his waist and aimed it towards me. So this is how I die..

"I didn't want this. I wanted none of this. And honestly you shooting me wouldn't even be the worst thing that would happen to me." I said. It really wouldn't. I was numb now. I didn't care.

"Oh tesoro, I'm not going to kill you. I am going to make your family watch as I torture you day by day until you die." He was a ruthless man. I scoffed and walked towards him. When my face was only inches away from his, I leaned up to his ear and spoke. 

"I don't care." He got distracted for a second so I grabbed the gun from his hand and aimed it to his chest. 

"Who's in charge now?" I smirked. He towered over me and grabbed my neck causing me to drop the gun.

"I am always in charge. You will never speak to me like that. EVER." He picked up his gun and walked up to two guards at the front. I don't know man I'm still a failure in Italian. Two guards came up to me and grabbed my arms. I winced in pain. These men are fucking strong. I tried to fight them off but they dragged me upstairs into a room. It was a beautiful room. But why did he bring me here? The guards practically tossed me in there and closed the door behind them. I heard a click which only meant they had locked the door, Great. So I'm a prisoner yet again. At least I have a bed. And a bathroom. And clothes.

Ace's POV 

I told the driver to take me Dominic's house. The driver nodded his head and drove towards the front gate, when he pressed on the brake all of a sudden. 

"Do you not know how to fucking dri-" I froze when I saw her. Davina Di Angelo. She looked terrible. She had blood all over her hands. That bitch killed my guards. I walked out of the car and her eyes met mine. 

"You killed my guards Di Angelo. That's not nice." I stared at her to make her feel scared. But to my surprise, she didn't look scared at all. Her eyes weren't wide either. So I grabbed my gun from my waist and aimed it towards her. That's when her eyes widened for a second. But then she scoffed and spoke. 

"I didn't want this. I wanted none of this. And honestly you shooting me wouldn't even be the worst thing that would happen to me." For a split second I almost felt bad for her. Why would she say that? 

"Oh tesoro, I'm not going to kill you. I am going to make your family watch as I torture you day by day until you die." She didn't say anything. Instead, she chuckled and walked towards me. Only inches away from me, she leaned up to my ear and whispered "I don't care." The hairs on my neck stood up. For fuck's sake she turned me on. But why would she say that again? I was caught off guard when she suddenly grabbed my gun and aimed it right to my chest.

"Who's in charge now?" She smirked at me. 

She looks good with a gun in her hand.

Shut up. I wrapped my right arm around her neck and she dropped the gun. 

My hands are a great necklace on her

SHUT UP.

"I am always in charge. You will never speak to me like that. EVER." I let my grip off her neck and went up to one of the guards at two of the guards at the front. 

"Portala nella sua stanza." They nodded and took her to her room. Why the fuck couldn't I have just shot her then and there? What was this thing I felt in my heart? All I know is she will die. Even if I have to be the one to kill her.