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I was curious as to what Bella would do, considering she's a vampire and a powerful witch. 

That's when i noticed the bucket in her hand, it was filled with red  liquid.

  Blood. 

And it was filled to the brim. 

Enzo had obviously noticed it too, "Is that blood?" he muttered to her. She glanced to her left, flashing him a smile. 

"It was going to be my dessert but now i was thinking it could be his." She said looking over to Curle. 

She glanced at me before walking past me, placing it Infront of him. "I'm not going to drink that." 

"I was never going to make you, love."  She muttered. "So, where's your boss?"

He simply shock his head at her. She tilted her head slowly, already growing impatient. When he didn't reply, she grabbed his hair and forced it into the  gallon of blood. After around half a minute, she let go of his head and he pulled it up, blood covering it, taking a few large, violent breaths. 

Even with her back to me, i could see the amusement riddled on her face. 

"I'll ask again, where. is. Dimitri?"

"I don't know." He croaks, she laughed. 

Right as she went to grab his head, his stopped her, "He's in a warehouse, a couple miles away, a meeting with the Spanish!" He rushed. 

She turned around to look at me. I nod at her, making my way over, crouching down Infront of him as Bella got up, moving the bucket off blood away.

I heard the door shut. Lorenzo and Dominic left. They know us too well. 

"When did he hire you?" I question. 

"Two months ago."

"You've been working here for year's, what'd make you want to betray us?" I grumble. 

"Popov's son offered a lot of money, to get me to kill you."  I heard Bella laugh, and i myself smiled in amusement. 

"You? Kill me? I invented you Curle, i am someone who will never get close to hurting." The smile that was plastered on his face a few moments ago was now gone. 

"Who else did you talk to when Nikolai hired you?" Bella asked walking behind him, knife in hand. 

"Just him! I've told everything I've got! Please don't kill me!"  I could see her looking at me with a smirk on her face, asking for permission, and i nodded. 

Suddenly, grey veins replaced the skin under her eyes, eye's turning dark and fangs growing. She tilted his head up, forcing him to look at her. "Oh please no!" He exclaimed trying to look at me. 

Bella moved her head inline with his neck and he yelped, groaned and begged me to make it stop. I could see him paling quickly, dangerously quick. 

"Bell's." I muttered. She stopped and looked at me, blood painting her lips. Her face became normal again. 

I grabbed the knife out of her hand slowly.

"Thank you, Valentino." He huffed, faintly smiling. 

My eye's narrowed. "For what?" I smirk before jabbing the knife into the front of his neck, moving it around allowing blood to spew out, he chocked up his last breath. 

I looked up at Bella, "You didn't think I'd let him live did you?" 

She smiled "Only for a second." she looked down at him as i stood up. 

"What a shame." She sarcastically pouted, and pulled his head from the rest of his body. 

I grimaced, "Did you need to behead him?" 

She smiled, looking at it. "I thought it would be a nice present for the Russians."

The door opened and i heard Lorenzo grumble at the sight of the head in Bella's hands. I turned to him and Dominic, "One of you grab a cardboard box to put this in." I nod towards the head. 





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Dearest Dimitri, Emiliano and Matteo,

I hope you didn't think we wouldn't figure it out, thought a souvenir of our love would be necessary, so here it is! 

Love, and Hate,

Bella D'Angelo and Dante Valentino x 





I found imagining my brothers face whilst hearing my name coming from Emiliano Suarez's mouth, whilst reading the letter, incredibly amusing. 

"What you writing?" I heard Dante call out from behind me. I handed him it as he sat down on the bar stool next to me. 

After his eyes scanned all the way to the bottom of the small slip of paper, he looked up into my eye's and smiled. "You enjoy taking the piss out of people?" 

"Oh very much, yes, especially Matteo." I look down at it placing it aside.













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