"Stop fighting like a girl." He said that in a mocking tone, which didn't faze me at all.
"You know what, Damon . Majority of men just use fist to fight, if i fought like a girl I would rip your head off with my nails."
"Is that so?" He smirks while he grabs my wrist and pulls me into his chest.
My eyes close when I feel his breath in my ear. "Sweet girl you've floored me."
His groin pushes into my lower back. I've been thrown into panic, all the feelings that he provokes attacking me relentlessly.
"Don't try to escape me," he whispers. "I won't let it happen again."
"Sir?" A young lady walked into the room interrupting us, probably for the better.
Damon grunted as he turned around to face her, "What is so fucking important that you find the need to distract me when I'm working."
she gulped as her breath became shaky, "He's here."
"Well hello brother." A tall man creeped up behind the lady with a devilsh smirk on his face.
I look at tall man dressed sharply in a suit, he was tall, and muscular...spitting image of Damon.
Damon paused, "what are you doing her brother."
"What I can't check up on my little brother?" He smirks.
I stay quiet and watch as Damon walks up to the man who apparently was his brother, "you aren't welcomed here." He grunts.
"I'm so flattered to hear how much you missed me." I stay quite as his brothers eyes look into mine, sending chills down my spine.
"Now who might this be," he smirks as he budges Damon out of the way, I freeze as he walks towards me.
"You're an Impeccable dashing thing aren't you."
He continues to stare at me as if I was prey. "I'm Zane, Damon's hotter, meaner, stronger and sexier brother." He adds as he places he's hand out.
"I'm um... Adrien." I say uncomfortably.
"Nice to meet you Adrien," he says my name lazily as he kisses my hand.
He smirks,"Tell me Damon did you pay this lady to keep you company? Because any other female would of ran for the hills by now."
"Zane I need you to-"
"I mean she is beautiful no doubt, but she's a little thing who looks like her bones break easily with just a touch. Surely she isn't made for this lifestyle." He interrupts.
"Look I don't know who you are, but next time you wanna talk shit about me... I grabbed his tie and pulled him closer,"say it to my face."
I stare into his eyes not realizing how long I was clinched on to his tie, and how much he probably liked it from the smirk on his face.
"Cecilia take Adrien upstairs." Damon ordered.
I didn't want to stay down here anyways
"I like her." Zane smirks as he watches Adrien walk up stairs.
"Tell me brother what's the meaning of your presence."
"I'm in town for a few days with Marybeth, she wanted me to escort her to the towns annual ball."
"Now why would I give a flying fuck about you going to a ball."
"It's not just any ball brother, see what she doesn't know is that the man who killed our father will be attending."
Damon pauses, he hasn't heard his fathers name in a century.
"That's was a very long time ago Zane father got what was coming for him."
"Just think about it, the justice of killing the man who once took everything from you."
"Whats in it for me?"
Zane smirks,"Did you forget Marco is the richest man in this town."
"Oh and bring that girl of yours, you can't come alone... and she's a good suit for you, makes you less revolting."
"I don't want Adrien In danger."
He laughs. "Were the Thorn brothers, we are the danger."
I took the rest of the day figuring out what else Zane wanted, I mean surly he did t come all this way just for a ball. I knew in his twisted little mind he was up to something, but what?
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"I'm ready." Adrien called lazily from the stop of the stairs. I was glad I could convince her to go.
We waited at the bottom of the stairs like any man should. I watched as she walked down the stairs in a long red dress that hugged her curves perfectly.
"How do I look?" She smirked.
"You look"
"Beautiful" Zane took the words right out of my mouth as he looked her up and down.
"Isn't that a bit inappropriate for a ball." Marybeth looked disgusted as she stared at Adrien.
"Better then looking like someone's grandma." Adrien giggled.
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Adrien
I still didn't understand the whole purpose of this "ball" but hey I finally got to see something other than bikers, whores, and liquor.
I watched as people came into the ball dressed in Puffy dresses and their dates. People danced around the room that hung beautiful chandeliers, while I lingered around the bar.
Suddenly I felt a warm muscular hand wrap around my waist. "Care to dance." His deep husky voice asked. I smirked knowing who it was without even having to look at his face.
"And why would I want to dance with you?" I tease.
He spins me around forcefully so my face is inches away from him. "Because...he smirks, the thorns are known to be quite well dancers when we're not causing trouble."
He leads me to the dance floor with the mixture of people, the slow music twirled like threads around us. I let him twirl me around and dip me, each time he never broke eye contact.
I knew I should of refused that dance... refused to let his warm hands slid under my red dress and take the gun he found attach to my garner, and tuck it into his suit.
"Do you trust me?" He looks me in the eyes and asked.
"Your hands are scarred from murder... and yet I trust them completely."
And with that I watched as Damon walked away, leaving me alone on the dance floor.
And suddenly the sound of 2 gun shots went off blazing through the air.
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