Irresistible Love

2 | The Devil Wears Prada

Ellie's POV:

My mind is drained.

My skin is cold.

And my heart aches for love.

A type of love that women wish for. The type of love that they crave. The type of love that is their "happily ever after"

Ha.

What a bunch of bullshit.

I think after tonight, I'm officially done.

I stood outside. The wind blowing.

The sky black with stars, as thunder occurred every once in a while.

I hugged my shoulders to try and conserve every ounce of warmth I could into my body.

I stood on the side of the street as people walked past me.

And I couldn't help but notice the man that was eyeing me to my left.

His body was fixed in a way I could recognize almost immediately.

His bushy eyebrows up slightly, as he eyed me like a steak that he couldn't wait to eat up.

He wore a suit and a tie that I would admit. Fit his body well.

He had wavy blonde hair and pale ish skin.

I studied him for a few seconds until his feet started to move in my direction.

My eyes rolled as I sighed out.

Great.

He got so close to me that he was starting to freak me out.

A small smirk came upon his face as he looked me up and down, stopping right at my cleavage.

Fucking pervert.

I cleared my throat as he brought his attention back up to my eyes.

"Well Hello Goregous."

I quivered my lip as I eyed like a snake.

"What do you want pervert?" I replied in a sassy tone.

His hands went up in a defensive mode. "Woah there. No need to be bitchy. Just wanted to know if you wanted to come back to my place."

I narrowed my eyes at him as I turned to walk away.

"Wow. You are so needy to get into my pants. You fucking bastard."

I held up the middle finger as I began to walk away before feeling a strong grip on my wrist, causing me stumble back.

My eyes became alert as this monster pulled me to his chest.

"You seriously think you can just leave like that?"

I began to try and yank my wrist out of his grip, before feeling a presence behind me.

I tried to turn around before an arm reached out, striking the guys face in front of me.

He fell to the floor with blood covering his nose as he held onto it.

He glanced back at me before getting up and running away like a coward.

A small smirk came on my face as I watched his body go out my distance.

"Thank you so mu-" I began to say before turning my head and being shocked by who I saw.

He stood their, his dark brown eyes fixed onto mine, as his pupils dilated at the sight of me.

His jaw was crinkled, as fine. His light pink lips popped out, his nose straight as an arrow, his curly black hair that flowed down his forehead.

Nikolai Russo.

My brother's best friend.

And the person I despise the most.

The person that pissses me off the most and aggravates me just to get a reaction.

Top mafia hacker. He's the best. And that's not me speaking, that's the tabloids on him.

"Oh. It's you." I said as I crossed my arms.

He rolled his eyes. "Damn. Not even a 'thank you' or anything?"

I rolled my eyes. "Thank you. Now can we go?"

I walked past him as I moved to his expensive black car, before opening the passenger door and sliding into the car.

I shut the door behind me and buckled my seat belt before the driver's door opened, revealing Nikolai.

He slid in as the door shut behind him.

"So why exactly did your brother summon me to get you?"

His voice stern and a little bit aggressive.

"I don't know. You should ask him not me."

He nodded. "Did that guy reject you and say that you smelt like rotten eggs or something?"

A scoff came from me. "And let me guess what you were doing."

He waived his hand at me. "Have at it."

"You were railing some chick and she said that your dick was the size of a peanut and left. Ooo. Must be hard. I'm sorry." I replied with a sarcastic tone.

His eyes narrowed at me as he started the car.

"Right. As I recall it all the woman I have been with say that my dick is huge and-"

I slammed my hands on my ears and started to him loudly.

He stopped talking as he eyed me suspiciously.

I dropped my hands. "Although I would love to hear about this FANTASY of you and your little dick. I would much prefer if you would take me home in peace. It's bad enough I have to ride a whole 30 minutes their with you in this car."

He glared at me with his devious eyes, as he finally started the car and began to drive.

"You know. If you just be honest with me, this car ride could go a whole lot smoother."

I crossed my legs as I stared out of the window.

"And why in the hell would I do that?"

He shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know. Maybe because I would like to know why your brother pulled me out of my meeting to come and pick you up from a restaurant all the way across town?"

I sighed. If I don't tell him. He will just keep bugging me for the rest of the car ride. He won't shut up. He will just keep just trying to get a rise out of me. And he probably would if he kept it up.

"Fine. Just to shut you up. I got stood up. You happy to hear that?"

His eyebrows furrowed. "Why did you get stood up?" He replied. His voice more stern and agitated than before.

Causing me to be alarmed.

"Again. Go ask THEM. I don't know Nik."

I watched as his chest heaved up and down, his body become more tense. And his pupils begin to dilate.

"For what's its worth. I am sorry."

I didn't say anything. Instead I stayed silent, waiting until he would speak again.

And when he did, I would either be ready for his questions or annoyed by them.