Two.
I'm going to kill her
Evil bitch
When I first met her I knew she was going to be trouble. At the Cullen's annual ball held at the Cullen mansion thrown by Esme Lillian Cullen, my mother, there she was. That tight, little black dress did nothing to hide her sinful body. Red lip painted like the color of blood .
She was beautiful and she knew it
She moved around the room, walking as if she owned it. Eyes followed her every step, unable to look away. We were at an art show but the work of the artist seemed pale in comparison to her. She was a dangerous masterpiece.
What a beautiful little monster
She seemed bored, like she rather be anywhere else. I understood. These parties full of kiss asses and money hungry vultures were never my cup of tea either. I watched her speak to some of the most powerful men in the country with ease as if they were nothing but common civilians.
The balls on that woman are magnificent
She upheld herself with a combination of power and confidence. You could even tell that she was 17 at the time; yet, mature beyond her years. She glances around her eyes wandering as they landed on me . I met her stare with smirk on my face and one eye brown raised up. Daring her to come over.
You don't scare me little mostro
She strutted towards me hips swaying with each steps. Those long legs deserve a medal. A body that'll make a grown man weep. She was perfection. She stop directly in front of me, no shyness in her bones.
"My, my, my, aren't you handsome," she said, swirling her champagne flute in her hands. "Come here often?" She casually looked at me as if she's known me for a very long time.
My eyes roam her body admiring her succulent form. At the age of seventeen Isabella had a body of a goddess. My eyes travel down her body as if they're my hands, slowly memorizing each and every detail. From the fully formed globes of her breasts, to the roundness of her hips, legs that seems to keep going for miles and miles, to a very plump ass that's ready for grabbing.
I wonder if she tastes as good as she looks
I smirk at her, one eyebrow raised as my eyes finally go back to her. She seemed to be checking me out as well.
Interesting
"I like to make an appearance every once in awhile" I said, leaning against one of the many pillars in the ball room, "but it's not often to see many little ragazze such as your self here"
I watched those haunting grey eyes darken with anger. Her tiny fist clenched the champagne flute so tightly, I was almost sure she was going to break it. I watch amusingly as she tries to reel in her anger by plastering a smile on those plump lips eyes still blazing with fury.
That's right my little gattina lets see those claws
" And yet there so many of you ragazzini here" she said smirking slightly as sat the champagne flute on a nearby table I could feel my eyes narrow a little at the assumption of being called a boy, but I plaster a cocky smirk back on my face.
"You daidà beaga in suits always seem to underestimate a beautiful woman," she replied stepping closer to me so that we are a mere inch apart she leans forward toward my ear her heels making us the same height
"Not knowing I'm the most dangerous person in the room" she whispered sultrily.
She tried to step back but I reached out & grabbed her waist, pulling her toward me in one fluid swoop. Our bodies flushed against each other with no room for her to move. She gasped as faces become inches from each other, lips close but barely touching.
I've got you now
"Seems like you meant to say the Second most dangerous person in the room amore " I said using my right hand to tuck a piece of hair behind her ear. Her chest started to rise up and down her eyes ranging from humor, arousal, and anger. "and there's nothing little about me. I'm sure you can feel as such" she gasps as I pull her closer so she can feel me through the suit
That's right amore feel me
" what's your name amore", I questioned curious of the little bea
I leaned down to finally capture her lips when I feel a sharp pain raidiate from my ass. I looked down see blood dripping from my back and back up to see Bella smirking at me.
This bitch just stabbed me in the ass
I pushed her back looking back at the knife stuck to my ass in disbelief. She stabbed Me She fucking stabbed me in the ass at that. I yank the knife out ready to hurl it at her neck but She was gone. My men rushed over towards me seeing that I was hurt nobody expected a little girl would be able to inflict any damage on their boss. I tell them to find her, not sure if I wanted to strangle her or fuck her but I knew I had to find her first. My men informed me that she disappeared somehow evading every camera on site as if she knew where they were.
Come to think of it she probably did. I always did underestimate her
Our dynamic was always unique. Never had 1 person create such turmoil for me let alone stab me in the ass before. I enjoyed the challenge.
Honestly, I'm not surprised I overlooked her dangerousness. When you see somebody of that caliber, you tend to ignore the red flags.
I shake out of my memories as Felix my driver tell me we've arrived. I glance in the distance as I see an old warehouse about 3 miles out from where Felix has park. I look at the tablet in my hand watching the live feed video from the camera I had installed weeks ago. The brown haired demon that occupies my mind is currently ordering around men loading product into trucks. I pick up the phone calling jasper
"Do it" hanging up my phone. I go back to watching the video feed. I watched as smoke started circulating in the building, Bella and her men begin to run as the realize what's happening.
Too late little amore
The video comes to a halt as the building begins to collapse. I rolled down the window as I see the Bella coming from the rubble of warehouse. Even from this distance I see she's pissed. She's yelling and screaming at her men before one of them rush toward her with a phone. I look to my right to see my phone ringing. I smirk waiting to the last minute to answer
" Hello amore, looking radiant as ever today. Is that's the new style?" I asked, laughter clearly in my tone as I hear her curse and fume through the phone
" YOU STUPID BASTARD IM GOING TO MURDER YOU" she says screaming into the phone. I begin laughing hard I hear begging cursing once again. After I'm done, I recall the words she said to me just last week.
" I'm counting on it"
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-Hamster