Deadly Saints [18+]

030: La famiglia

|Isadora Xara|

We didn't expect it to happen but all four of us became fast friends, guess being involved in the dark side made them more acceptable to us. So far what I have learnt, Nadeielle has terrible trust issues which is quite obvious from our first encounter and Varvara is basically a unicorn. Also, the quite lean muscular guy that sat next to Diavolo is known as Zion. With dark chocolate curls on the top that had a few strands slip onto his forehead which made him a thousand times sexier in my opinion and light seaweed coloured eyes that almost turned grey in the dark.

Varvara said that he is oldest among all of them, including Diavolo. They are childhood best friends which made my heart ache from how adorable that is.

Zion is easy on the eyes, handsome no doubt but he wasn't my type. Happiness soared through me when Varvara told me that he is happily married, at least something good comes from working in the underworld.

Tchenkov represents power and unity, also it basically says do not fuck with us.

My life remained unworthy, unfulfilled and that became quite obvious with many. Talking about the most mundane things with girls, besides gossip. The current debate, Damon or Stefan. Varvara and Alysanne initiated the topic and it surprised me when Nadia joined the conversation, Nadrielle and I agreed on one thing. Damon is the ultimate hottest specimen on the planet and the bad boy vibe, fucking turn on.

The entire plane ride, Diavolo and I had a battle. Who would crack first, he oozed sex appeal even from a distance. Dressed in his signature ebony suit, the fabric strained against his gigantic muscles that I begged for them to rip. His beard made him more sophisticated and fucking sexy in all the gigantic muscles that I begged for them to rip. His beard made him more sophisticated and fucking sexy in all the best ways, the image of his face between my legs as he ate me out to the point that I couldn't move constantly played in my mind, the way he would bite my inner thigh and that beard would prickle at my skin, perfect balance of pain and pleasure.

Diavolo's cherry plump lips, thick and soft. Those sapphires were like precious stones, mysterious and dark. His intense stare sent ice trickling down my spine, dangerous and yet so appealing in the best ways. Diavolo would smirk, that panty dropper kind. I have never felt this type of attraction, this type of magnetic pull towards one person and this guy seemed to disrupt my senses and make me want to drop my panties for him. I am fucked.

The entire flight filled me with sexual tension, each time his delicious lips would move and his biceps would strain. I knew he was doing it on purpose, making me lust after his Hercules body and magical features. His smirk reassured me of his goal, who would crack first? Diavolo wanted me to break first but he clearly underestimates the woman he hired.

When we landed, a gigantic limo awaited our arrival and also a few of Diavolo's bodyguards, who were attractive. From the corner of my eye, I could see Diavolo's jaw clenched when I complimented his brunette bodyguard. The midnight air is refreshing, cold and enticing. A dark night graced upon us, not a star in sight.

Everyone was silent during the ride, sprawled out on the seats from. Diavolo and Nikolai were the only ones who still remained composed, not a trace of fatigue on there hard features.

The car suddenly stopped, I didn't even realise that we reached our destination. Shaking off the aches in my muscles, I jumped out of the car along with the girls.

My jaw dropped at the sight in front of me, this is what wealth looks like. A mansion with no end in sight, dressed in brick beige with pillars at the double hickory door entrance. Windows upon windows of metallic frames, detailed to the brim. It did no justice of my description for it is magnificent. I couldn't even study the details because Varvara practically dragged me along with her into their home, which made me notice that we were the only ones outside. Besides the dozens of guards that resided upon the property, no doubt there were some hidden from the eye as well.