Her Secrets

57

|Sean's POV|

"What do you mean, you're going to London?" I asked with my brows furrowed as I stared at Athena who had her hand crossed.

"I mean, I'm going to London for a while." She responded calmly, "the only reason I came here is to get rid of Joseph. I don't only have him to get rid of."

I couldn't help the scoff which left my mouth at her words, "who else do you have to be rid of?"

"One last person."

"Does that person has a name?"

"He does," she nodded, pursing her lips. I had the feeling I knew exactly who she was talking about.

"Why are you even taking those people down?" I asked the question that has been on my mind for a while now, "what did they do to you?"

"Things," she mumbled, her voice low and I watched as her eyes grew distant. I narrowed my eyes at her, noticing that she's zoned out. My gaze flickered to her hands which she was clenching to her sides so hard that her knuckles turned white.

"Athena."

No response.

I snapped my fingers in front of her face making her jump a little. She looked at me before rolling her eyes, "what?"

"You zoned out." I informed, "look, whatever they did to you, you don't have to take your revenge alone. It's Matteo you're talking about. He is the leader of a mafia- you can't possibly think that you'll be able to just get rid of him like that. I can help-"

"-You don't understand," she cut me off with a sigh, "I only helped you in taking down Joseph because he was both your enemy and mine but it's not that simple. I'm like the most wanted person on- the spanish mafia's list. Do you get how dangerous that is? They found me- they always will. They know I'm in France."

"They can't be after you because you killed a few of their men and the boss's daughter. I know Matteo- he was never really one to give a shit about his daughter." I voiced out my thoughts from a few days before. I've been thinking about that. "They want something from you."

"No they don't." Her response was quick- too quick. I raised my brows at that, "you're lying."

"I'm not."

"Spare me the lies," I leaned against the door, "what do you have that they want so bad?"

"Nothing. I told you-" she paused, "Matteo wants to kill me because I killed his precious little daughter."

"He doesn't give a fuck about his daughter," I repeated, "he never did. He couldn't care less about her death."

"How would you know?"

"Motherfucker was my dad's friend once." I replied, reminding of the time when my dad formed an alliance with the Spanish Mafia- which he ended up breaking a year later because Matteo was a backstabbing bastard, "-I knew the girl... his daughter. Definition of a bitch, really. So why don't you stop lying to me and tell me the truth?"

"Fine." She groaned, rolling her eyes as she crossed her arm and looked up at me defiantly, "I might have something they need. Happy?"

"What thing?" I asked earning a loud sigh from her, "you're annoying."

"Not more than you."

"I need to leave." She tried to leave but I stepped in front of her, "I have a flight to catch."

"I'm not letting you go anywhere unless you tell me everything."

"I won't." She shook her head, "now get out of my way or I will take you down if I have to."

"You're delusional if you think you can take me in a fight."

"You really wish to test that theory?"

Ignoring what she said, I asked, "If you want to kill Matteo then you should be going to Spain. Why London?"

"I need leverage." She replied making my brows quirk up, "and it lives in London?"

"It's a she," she corrected, nodding, "but yes, she does. Matteo had a fling with her a couple of years before- which resulted in her falling pregnant. He does go to London every now and then to visit his offspring. Although he tried to be discreet about it, he failed miserably."

"You're going to kidnap a child to get what you want?"

"No," she shook her head, "not the child."

"Who's to say that he cares about the woman?" I questioned, "what if he only visits them for the kid?"

"He doesn't," she stated, sounding sure of herself, "he loves her, he's got her name tattooed on his back. The woman, however, left him because of his dangerous life. The only reason they're still in contact is because of the child. But Matteo loves her nonetheless."

"So that's your plan?" My brows arched up, "kidnap the woman and then what? Ask Matteo to come meet you alone- like in those movies-"

"Yeah, definitely."

I rolled my eyes at that, "you're going to be doing all that alone?" She nodded at my question making me let out a loud sigh, "don't be stupid. I'm helping."

"No you're not."

"I am."

"No." She shot me a look that was practically screaming at me not to argue with her. As if. "I wouldn't want anything happening to you because of me."

"Look at you-" I smirked when she let out a loud sigh as if she knew what I was about to say, "— indirectly admitting your undying love for me.

"I don't love you." She stated, "I don't even like you. I hate you."

"That hurts," I said dryly, still smirking at her with a knowing expression. "Stop looking at me like that-"

I cut her off with a question that's been bugging my mind ever since it happened, "-so are we gonna talk about that kiss?"

She quickly adverted her eyes from me, "I'm sorry, I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Oh you know the kiss we had back at Joseph's place where I had you against the wall..." I took a step towards her only to take another back. Internally smirking at her action, I took yet another forward and when she was close enough to the wall behind her- sorry, wall. You were just there at the wrong time- I pushed her against it. She let out a gasp at that, "w-what are you doing?"

"What am I doing?" I asked back, placing a hand beside her head on the wall. She didn't move. Instead, she looked at me, her blue eyes- as cliche as it sounds- made me want to drown in them. She was so fucking pretty although I was never going to say that out loud.

She lifted her head so she was closer to my face and seemed slightly pissed that I was not doing anything- I was just standing there, my face an inch from hers and staring at her. Thought she hated me.

"Do you like to be so close to people you hate?"

"No but you can be the exception." She breathed out before making the first move as she placed her soft delicate lips on mine.

Well damn.