Meeting With The Devils

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Serena's P.O.V.

I walked around the dense forest for what seemed like forever. It was dark but I could clearly see from the moon shining my way through the trees. I finally reached a creek, I was almost to the castle. Then suddenly a large black wolf appeared in front of me. It's silver eyes staring straight through me. It stalked towards me slowly. Before it started to sniff my hand, I patted its head. It walked away farther down the creek to the waterfall. I followed it to the waterfall until it went into the water. The tree line stopped a couple of feet before the water. The moon shone on the water making it shine. The wolf shifted into a man covered in tattoos. His black hair disheveled and wet, he slowly turned around and met my eyes. They took my breath away then suddenly he started to walk towards me.

**BEEP BEEP**

My alarm clock abruptly woke me out of my dream. As soon as I opened my eyes, my head felt like it was splitting. I walked to the bathroom and popped some headache pills then looked at the clock. It was already 7:30, I just put on some eyeshadow and eyeliner and left my hair wavy. I slipped on my black lace dress and heels. I grabbed my trench coat as I walked downstairs and caught a cab to the club. As soon as I got there I started serving people drinks and food through out the club. Helping the waitresses and cooks, my friend Allie got me a hostess job at the club. The money was great, I took another order then took it to the bar. A man with beautiful emerald eyes was sitting next to me enjoying his scotch on the rocks. "Ciao," I smiled at him, "hi my name is Serena." He smirked and turned his seat a little. God he's beautiful, "What a beautiful name for a beautiful woman." He took my hand and kissed the top of it. I smiled and blushed a little, "Thank you." I said as I grabbed my drinks, "See you around?" I said as I put them on my tray. "Si," I nodded then went to serve my drinks. When I looked back at the bar he was gone. "SERE!" I ran to the sound of Gena's voice, "coming!" I worked at one the most exclusive clubs in New York, only the elite came here. Once I reached Gena she had a bucket full of ice and a few bottles. "I need you to do a private dance in room De Luca and carry some bottles in their room, just make sure their taken care of." I nodded walking to the VIP room with 4 bottles in my arm and hand. My black lace dress kept riding up my thighs every time I walked. I pulled it down then knocked on the door, "come in." I could tell they had a thick Italian accent. Once I stepped into the room there were 6 gorgeous men in suits. The one that caught my eye was the same man I was just talking to, emerald eyes. He seemed to me more like a god than any man I had ever seen or been with. From the way his shoulders set to the way his lips bent when he smiled. I tried to talk to the other man to my other side but I would catch myself looking at him whenever I could. Just him being near me set something on fire inside of me. The one with ice blue eyes like mine looked me up and down, "what is your name?" I smirked, "Serena Salvatore. I'll be serving you all tonight," the blue eyed man stared at the emerald eyed man making them both grin at one another. Once they got into drinking it didn't take the emerald eyed one long to speak to me. He told me they all were from Italy doing business here for 2 weeks. "I know this is bold of me but would you want to go somewhere private? Your very interesting Miss Salvatore. I wouldn't want you walking home by yourself at 3:00 AM." He smirked back at me his pearly white teeth taking me by surprise. I nodded smiling, "I wouldn't mind you seem genuine. Let me grab my purse and I'll meet you at the front door." He smiled back at me, I got up going towards the staff lockers. I opened my locker pulling on my long grey trench coat and grabbed my purse. He was waiting on me at the front door. "Oh and before I walk with you to your private place what's your name?" He smirked at me, "Ezra De Luca. I was going to tell you either way bella." I nodded smiling at him, he opened the door letting the cold air cool my skin. I knew I was drunk but I could handle my alcohol. Especially after working for the club so long. I was used to older men hitting on me but Ezra seemed familiar. "Here we are, the other guys and I are in the hotel business. I'm in the penthouse, venire." Ezra helped open the door smiling at me. I stepped inside the hotel just feeling the elegance of it. I had never been in something so beautiful. It felt more like home than my own apartment. "Wow, this place is beautiful." He smiled at me walking in front of me towards the elevators. "Another question, where are you really from? You don't seem to be from America." Ezra and I entered the elevator while he pushed the buttons. As the doors closed Ezra trapped me in the corner with his arms. I blushed as I felt his torso against mine. "You really ask too many questions... mia cara..." He leaned in closer to my ear. His warm breath making goosebumps appear all over my skin. "But I'm from Italy and so are the other men that were in the room with us." I nodded slowly feeling him back off of me as the beep of the elevator doors opened. I took a deep breath trying to compose myself as I followed him out of the elevator. He swiped his key card then opened the wooden door. The suite had a kitchen along with 2 couches and a flat screen tv. "So Ezra what do you plan on doing with me here?" He shrugged, "I want to take this slow. I'm kind of what you say... old fashioned. I won't take advantage of the state your in either. Your too beautiful, would you want to take a shower before you sleep?" I shook my head, "n-no I should be fine. Do you have anything for me to sleep in?" He nodded walking towards the bedroom, "Sì. I have some pajama pants and a tshirt you can sleep in. Want some water?" I nodded slowly waking to the bathroom. I changed quickly wiping off my makeup and pulling my hair up in a messy bun. I walked back out to see Ezra shirtless with pajama pants on. He handed me the glasses of water and laid down. I laid down on my side towards him. When I opened my eyes to look at him, he had his arms opened. I blushed scooting close into his arms, he pulled me against his chest. As his breathing slowed mine did too, "see you in the morning.. goodnight..." then my sleepiness took me over.

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