𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 | Draco Malfoy

2 | love slipped beyond your reaches

Enzo led me into the dining room. Malfoy had been right, everyone was staring at me.

There were about fifteen men sitting around a long table, staring at me. "Alright, that's enough, guys." Malfoy spoke, who was sitting at the end of the table. It suprised me that his men listened so well, since they all looked away. "Come." Enzo said, leading me to the two empty seats next to Malfoy.

I sat down along with Enzo, and I was glad to hear that everyone started talking and took their eyes and attention off me. I ate very little, listening to their conversations that were quite interesting at some points, but also very concerning.

"It's been weeks since we killed someone, it's getting boring now." Someone said. I frowned. It wasn't exactly like I was used to killing being a hobby, but everyone had their preferences, of course.

"Don't whine. Didn't Enzo say that we were going to kill that girl's ex?" Another voice spoke. I didn't mind that they were going to kill Riley, I'd do it myself if they gave me the right tools. I saw Malfoy turn his head to me, but I didn't meet his gaze.

"I'm sorry, they have the emotional range of a squirrel." Enzo said to me. I chuckled, even if it didn't sound very genuine. "It doesn't bother me. I already knew you were going to kill him." I said, looking around the table.

"If you don't want us to—" Enzo started, but I cut him off before he could finish. "Oh, I want you to. Make the bitch suffer." I said, muttering the last part, but I was sure I heard a snicker come from Malfoy. "Alright then." Enzo grinned.

I still needed so many answers, but all I got were vague explanations. Out of everyone I was sure that Malfoy kept the most secrets. The thing about his family surely wasn't the biggest one.

I noticed now that Theo and Blaise were sitting infront of me. I'd never seen them before, but the way Malfoy talked and laughed with them made me believe they were also his friends.

"You don't exactly look like a murderer." I said to Enzo, hearing Malfoy's voice fade away. "I don't?" Enzo asked me, raising his eyebrows. "No, you don't. It's the eyes." I said, noticing how Malfoy was looking again. "What's wrong with my eyes?"

"I've seen puppies with those eyes." I said. Enzo smiled, what made his eyes look smaller. "Maybe there are killer puppies out there." Enzo said, a red tint appearing on his face. "No, just you." I said simply, sipping on my water. I knew it was better to use humor than to cry about Riley in my room.

I felt movement underneath the table, and heard Enzo clear his throat. "Don't kick me." Enzo muttered to Malfoy. I acted like I wasn't listening.

When we were done with dinner, I thought Enzo was going to escort me upstairs. Malfoy muttered something to him, then Enzo walked away. "Come with me." Malfoy said to me.

I wondered what his problem was and why the hell he kicked Enzo under the table, but maybe that wasn't any of my business. "Why isn't Enzo taking me to my room?" I asked, and realized it sounded like I didn't want to be with Malfoy.

"Enzo's got other things to do." Malfoy said in a low voice, leading me upstairs. "Are you not enjoying my company?" He said. I rolled my eyes, still looking around me. "Maybe I'll enjoy your company when I finally know why I'm really here." I said.

Malfoy sighed, opening the door to my room, so I entered. I started tensing up when he also entered my room and closed the door behind him. "I told you, it's not the right time for you to know." Malfoy said, while I wondered why the hell he was here.

"Why not?" I asked. I opened the door to my walk in closet, smiling in suprise. It was huge. "Because today's only your first day here. We've got time." Malfoy said, sitting down on the brown armchair. "May I respectfully ask why you're here?" I said.