Seduction: a fine art of manipulation and temptation, used to lure your prey. That's how Lexa Callero, the deadly and sadistic first born daughter of the Italian Mafia leader, sees the world. Her prey....
Her enemy, Kace Hollander, the ruthless and...
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Kace Hollander's POV
What have I done? Have I really just made out with Lexa fucking Callero? And worse, have I really just enjoyed it?
What the fuck is wrong with me? She is my complete enemy, my rival, my future kill. I've spent so much of my life trying to get revenge on her, trying to live up to my mafia. I'm meant to be a ruthless leader, and that's what I am. So how the hell did I let a silly little girl get the best of me?
I shouldn't have made that fucking deal with her. I shouldn't have proposed a truce. All this attraction I've felt towards her, I've always believed it to be hatred, to be an obsession to end her life. Now that I've made the truce, I have nothing to excuse my attraction towards her her with.
That leaves me here, currently stuck in the shower with my shower thoughts, having the purposely freezing water trickle down me.
Now that I'm alone, I can see how fucking foolish I've been today. I can see how all my thoughts have been blindly corrupted by her, and how I can only think with my dick instead of with my head when I'm around her.
Why the fuck do I feel so drawn to her? I've never felt lust so strong towards anyone before. I've never longed for one person in particular; I didn't care who I was fucking as long as they pleased my dick.
She was right about one thing, her and I can never happen. As much as I want her back in my bed like all those years ago, my legacy is far more important than my stupid lust desires. Because that's all it is, right?
It's been a week since our little fun in the elevator. She's ignored me at the high school, focusing only on Dimitri. I've done the same with Elena, making sure to develop our relationship with absolutely no distractions.
I'll admit, seeing Lexa bite her lower lip as she flirted with Dimitri had made my blood boil like no other, but I know she's only doing it for the purpose of the mission.
We've been forced get close to each other by Elena and Dimitri, of course, seeing as we are supposed to act like normal strangers around them. At the end of every class, Lexa would walk with Dimitri as he holds her by the waist to come and greet Elena and I.
They've become good (fake) friends, Lexa and Elena. I know that Elena's obnoxious personality makes Lexa want to rip her ears out, but she's done a great job at hiding it.
I step out of the shower and dry myself off, realizing that not even a cold shower can die down my thoughts of her. I throw on some clothes and lay down on my bed, pulling out a cigarette. But yet, nothing seems to ease my mind.
I decide to call a local red-head booty call. She's some slut from the high school who begged at my feet along with some others that I've been fucking this past week.
It's almost embarrassing how many girls I can get dropped to their knees with just a look my way, but I honestly need anything to distract me from Lexa.
