I never believed in hell. Not until I met the Giovanni's. 3 devils with no mercy.
Arik Vincenzo Giovanni made my life a living hell. I was once a normal girl, a normal girl who was turned into a ruthless killer.
There's a phrase I could never get...
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Arik Vincenzo Giovanni:
"If anything, forget about everyone else, protect Alana and Alana only." I finish off my instructions to the guys.
Alana is the only reason Sylas hasn't attacked us yet. That doesn't mean that i trust this ball at all, so if anything, Alana has to come out alive.
"Okay we're doing a big reveal!" Dahlia shouts from the top of the stairs making me role my eyes.
I couldn't give two shits about what everyone looks like, we're going to keep the peace with Dante. Pulling out my phone i send messages out for guards to wait around the back with a get away car. You can never be too prepared.
Looking up for a moment, wanting to get there early, i almost choke out.
Fucking hell.
I double take at Alana in the dress i had chosen out of the dresses the designer had shown me. I chose the right fucking one.
Best fucking believe i'll be ripping it off of her tonight. I haven't fucked anyone in weeks from how busy i've been, i need to let my anger out.
She looks so beautiful it pisses me off. She walks down shyly, probably from my gaze that i don't even realise i hold. Valentino tells her she looks beautiful before she hugs him making my jaw clench ever so slightly.
She walks over to me, and i hide my shock as she grabs onto my arm, not looking away from her for a minute.
She looks like a netherworld queen.
Focusing on the task at hand i take her to our car, opening up the door for her.
"What a gentlemen." She smiles at me.
"Get in." I grunt out trying to figure out what feeling is inside of me.
The drive by goes silent, me making a few calls and Alana looking at something on her phone, squinting her eyes like a blind person.
"Do you need a magnifying glass?" I tease her knowing she'll eventually grow annoyed.
"I forgot to put my contacts in asshole. Read this for me." She hands me her phone and i read the text.
'I think Arik wants to fuck you.'
I repeat what Mahmoud had texted her, making me raise a brow.
Alana grabs her phone back shoving it into her purse looking out of the window, thinking i can't see the pink tinge over her cheeks.
"She's right." I state waiting for her reaction.
She freezes in her seat before turning me with a smile.
"Too bad you can never have me." She pouts making me want to fuck the attitude right out of her.
