I'm not calling you a liar,

Just don't lie to me.

I'm not calling you a thief,

Just don't steal from me.

I'm not calling you a ghost,

Just stop haunting me.

And I love you so much,

I'm gonna let you

Kill me.

(Florence+The Machine-I'm Not Calling You a Liar)

"You need to get rid of Newton."

"Don't you think I know that? He's always been expendable. I just need to figure out how to make it look like an accident to Charlie. Him and Newton are close."

"Wait a second. You can speak in Italian but I have to speak English?"

"Il mio italiano è migliore della tua." My Italian is better than yours.

I laughed at that. She was probably right. She was actually Italian. I had just inherited the business from a group of Italians.

"That may be so, but at least I took care of my loose end."

"You call shooting your girlfriend taking care of a loose end?"

"No. You're right. I shouldn't call it that. I should call it maintenance."

She made a face that involved her scrunching up her nose and I had to admit it was adorable.

"When can I expect your maintenance to be completed?"

She looked at me and shrugged her shoulders in that non-committal way most women have and looked away. I was glad for the break in eye contact. I could've gotten lost in those chocolate pools of hers for hours.

"Rosalie, Alice. I need a gun to dispose of Newton. Not King. I need someone who understands the concept of getting paid, handling maintenance and leaving."

She was hot when she gave orders and I was getting distracted. I needed to focus on the many problems at hand, and as much as I hated to admit it, she was one of them.

"Our initial meeting did not go as planned. Mi piacerebbe provare questo nuovo, Bella." I would love to try this again, Beautiful.

I watched as she rolled her beautiful eyes. Looking at her was starting to become a serious problem for me.

"No thanks, Masen. If we ever do meet in person again, it better be because one of us is about to make the other a fuckton of money."

I watched her as she blushed. It must have been because of her use of the f-bomb. She was adorable when she was embarrassed.

"I tell you what Swan. Let me hire the gun. I'll take care of it all."

I felt Emmett's hand on my shoulder, and saw that blonde walk up and whisper something in Bella's ear. I could tell that she didn't trust me. It didn't bother me. I was sure that had the situations been reversed, I wouldn't have trusted those gorgeous Sepia's either, regardless of whether or not they were the windows to her soul. I watched as she briefly battled internally with herself. I could tell everyone in her body was telling her that this was a bad idea.

Suddenly a tiny brunette stepped up. I heard Jasper let loose a long and low whistle as if he was pleased, then felt him walk up next to me. I smiled, amused, and backed up to let Jasper do his thing.

"Well there. A little bitty thing like you, you don't look like you fit here."

I watched her as she smiled sweetly, walked up to Jasper, caress his face as if they were lovers, and quite easily and promptly break his index finger. The smiling seemed to be a trademark of the girls of Bella ma Mortale. I now understood their name. All of them had two things in common: they were beautiful, but deadly,

I decided to speak again, clearing my throat slightly to quickly gain the attention of the room.

"Well Swan, what will it be?"

"Non è più a che fare con me . Alice è in carica."

I tilted my head to the side and quirked an eyebrow. Surely I'd misunderstood what she'd said. The little brunette switched from her place in front of Jasper to stand in front of me instead. She impatiently tapped her foot and then pulled her piece and held it against my temple.

"You fucking heard her. You don't talk to her right now. You talk to me. And since we're talking, we'll accept your offer. But listen to me closely Masen. You fuck us over on this, I'll shoot the blonde in the head, and I don't give a fuck how pretty he is."

Most of Bella ma Mortale took that as a signal to leave. Isabella gave me one last nod, and then got into her ancient truck. I kept my eyes on the tiny brunette as she walked to the cab of the truck backwards, her piece sky high the whole time. Just as she was pulling away, I swore I saw her wink at Jasper, and I know I saw him blush.

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-V