Vindicate || Devilish Sequel

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I parked outside a huge house. It was really modern; it had a dramatic open floor, you could see every detail inside the house through the glass. 

"Of course he lives in a mansion." I said as I rolled my eyes.

I got out of my car and walked to the door. There were some kind of little pools at each side of the entrance that were illuminated with blue neon lights and you could see a giant golden sculpture in the entrance hall. I rang the doorbell and waited until I saw Zayn appearing from one of the rooms.

"Goodnight, babe." He greeted me as he opened the door; he then placed a kiss on my cheek. "Did you have a lot of troubles to get here?"

"Not really. I put your address on my GPS." I smiled.

"Clever girl." He put his hand on my lower back and guided me into the house.

We went to the living room and I sat down on one of the black leather couches while Zayn went to the bar he had on one side of the room to get something to drink.

I heard the of ice cubs crashing into the glass and then the sound of liquid being poured. "I have vodka, rum, wine, and whisky. Which one do you prefer?"

"Um, just water please."

"I thought you wanted to have fun." He smiled cheekily.

He really thought I was drunk. Marvellous job, Raiza. Marvellous job. I mentally patted myself. "I prefer to wake up without a hangover." I laughed.

"Fair enough." The model looking demon poured water on another glass and added some ice cubes.

He walked over to me and handed me the glass. "Thank you." I took a sip and smiled at him.

Zayn sat down on the couch in front of me and put his arm on the back of it. He smiled at me before taking a sip from his drink. "So, beautiful... Are you ready for what's going to happen tonight?"

"Yes." I said without any hesitation. "The sooner we do it the better."

A smirk appeared on his face. "Eager I see."

"Don't play it cool with me, Zayn. We both know you've been waiting for this for centuries."

He raised his glass and titled his head to one side. "Cheers to that." He took a long sip and finished his drink. I frowned and blinked a few times surprised by his high tolerance; he had drunk his rum as it was water. The model looking demon left the glass on the table and stood up. "Let's go, baby girl. We have a murder to commit."

"Wait." I said. "Are we going to go like this? Without any weapon?"

He started laughing and then walked towards me. He caressed my hair and smiled. "What do you take me for?" Zayn opened his leather jacket and there was a shiny and sharp object on the inner pocket. The Knife of The Fall. I looked at him and he winked at me before taking my hand.

We left his house and got into my car. At first he didn't like the idea of going in my car but I wasn't going to leave it here in his house. After tonight I wasn't planning on coming back here; this was the first and last time I would be here.

"Are we going to Harry's place?" I asked him as I drove through the streets.

"No." He said. "Today is racing day. They're all at The Circle."

Racing day? The Circle? Suddenly the memories of a night full with motorcycles and races came to my mind. That night I had the brilliant idea of being Zayn's race partner and then I had an accident, and the police had shown up. Harry had saved me, if it hadn't been for him I would've been arrested.