Mafia's Assassin

Chapter 20

"I was suppose to be his wife"

Rings in my mind as I look to my husband for an explanation

"We were kids, we had a summer fling and that was it" his eyes holding mine, ignoring Anya

"Forgetting the betrothal part of course .." her hands straightening the lapels of his suit until Nico took her hands from himself and threw them away. The only time his hands left me.

"Anya you were a bit of childish fun, nothing more and certainly not to be my wife" his eyes squinting to hers as she huffs turning daggers to me

"How does it feel to be born in to a family that always plays second to mine .." snickering to me, I feel my fist curl as I laugh

"As apposed to you knowing your family has it all and yet still ... no one wants you.." I pout to her making  a fake wipe of a tear

"You little bitch!" Her claws come for my hair but I catch her wrist in time.

"Tsk tsk, remember your place puta" blowing her a kiss as she's lead away by disguised security trying to cause less of a scene.

"Margarita?" My eyes locking with Hannas as I ignore Nico, heading for the bar. My arm interlocked with Hanna's

"So .. you and Mikhail ?" She nods sipping her chosen poison

"He's good to me"
"Good" I nod back as our eyes fall round the room "in this world that is hard to find ..." I find Nico being pestered by Anya again. I raise my glass to him when our eyes connect and turn away.

"Shes trouble"
"She a puta" I add downing my drink

"Don't forget a buitre" (vulture) our eyes connect and I find myself laughing

"Ci ! I didn't know you spoke Spanish?"

"I don't, well .. a little, I worked briefly in a family that used it as common tongue on occasions"

"Ah, a woman of mystery.." she nods to me over her glass

"That's what most say .." before being interrupted mid conversation

"Ahh Emilie, good to see you"

"Meilin.." I recognise his voice before I see him

"How's my sister ?"

"Why don't you ask her .." placing down my glass "sister .. such a strong word, usually means something in the right kind of family .." slipping from my stool as his cold fingers are placed on my forearm, my eyes falling to their positioning

"I'm getting rather tired of men thinking its okay to lay their hands on me .."

"Tanika is my blood" my eyes go from his fingers to his eyes with a scowl

"She may be your blood but she is my family!" I hush back "tell me Meilin, would you give your life for hers ?" His eyes flicking between mine

"Because I would and that" forceful moving my arm from his grasp "is how I know she is more my family then she ever will be yours" I hiss to him. All respect I had for him in our previous relationship gone, burnt along with my brothers lifeless corpse and it showed.

"Everything alright ?" I huff at Nico

"Thank you for your time Hanna, I look forward to hearing from you again sometime soon" she nods "Excuse me boys, I'm going home"

Striding across the room, Nico dogs my steps encasing my fingers in his hand pulling me to the edge of the dance floor as the music plays.

"Nico this isn't the place" hissing my words of warning to him as he walks backward, leading us to the floor, my hand pressing squarely on his chest