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♪ NDA - Billie Eilish ♪


| Ivory |

I'm going to commit a murder. I have to act like someone who's fucking thrilled about being engaged. Who the fuck would be happy to know that they're going to spend their whole life with Aace Rossi?

"Now give me your hand and put a smile on." He ordered in my ear.

I took his hand in mine with disgust, but didn't smile.

"I suggest you talk to me in a more polite tone. I don't take orders, especially when you give them. I'm not your bitch, as you said I'm your fiancée. Go to fucking therapy if you want to control your damn anger issues, asshole." I replied.

I felt him tightening his grip on my hand.

He was about to reply, but he was interrupted. A man came towards us with a devilish grin on.

"Aace Rossi. It's been such a long time since we saw each other, right?" He affirmed to Aace sarcastically. I could feel the tension between them, Aace clenched his jaw just looking at him, but not responding.

"What a beautiful creature you brought with you." He spoke about me. "I bet it's your fiancée. She looks like she knows how to do interesting things with her mouth." He said licking his lips. He took my hand kissing my knuckles, I scrunched my nose in disgust.

"Oh. I forgot to introduce myself. How impolite of me, Ivan Romanov. It's a pleasure to meet you Mrs. Carillo. Or should I already say Rossi?"

"You can say the fuck you want as long as you keep my name out of your mouth." I answered harshly, removing my hand from his.

Aace gripped him by his collar.

"Touch her again like this and I'll cut your hands off." He threatened him. And I knew he was serious. Aace was a cold-hearted killer. He'd cut his hands or kill him without any hesitation.

He took my arm.

"Let's go." He ordered me and for the first time, I obeyed him. I followed him in silence because I wanted to get away from Ivan.

"Who was it?" I requested him.

"A bastard of the Russian Mafia, but not the leader. Only an assassin who thinks he's better than anyone." He replied. "I don't want to ever see you around him, Ivory and this time you better listen because I'm serious." He warned me.

"I got it. But... Why?"

"Did you not see how he looked at you? He just wants to have my  fiancée in his bed. He wants to fuck you Ivory. He's a disgusting pervert." He reaffirmed harshly.

I scrunched my nose, disgusted, but I didn't argue because deep down I knew Aace was right.

"Stay away from him. Understood?" He insisted once again.

I nodded.

"I need your words. Tell me that you fucking understand."

I sighted in annoyance. Did he think I was dumb? I could handle myself.

"Okay. I understand. I'll stay away from him." I finally promised.

"Good. I'm going to see some friends now. I'm going to leave you alone. You know how to find me right?" He asked me like I was stupid.

"Fine I'll call you, I'm not fucking dumb." I let out an annoyed sigh.

I turned my back on him, going towards the bar. I needed a fucking drink. Ain't no way I'm doing this shit sober.

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