Come Back to Me

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"Is it just me, or does everyone here look like they have daddy issues?" I said to Sinister, my arm encircling his as he led us into an immense room, filled with hundreds of expensively dressed men and women.

"Hush Calla." Sinister whispered to me.

I glanced at Sebastian, who nodded hardly to me in agreement.

See? Someone knows what I'm talking about. Every man and woman in the room were draped with expensive clothes and jewelry. It was almost funny, how every woman in the room was absolutely stunning, no matter what their date looked like.

Hah, gold diggers.

A massive orchestra played music in the front of the ballroom, men and women danced graciously in front of them. Well-dressed servers and waiters walked briskly around, offering champagne, sparkling waters and exotic looking dishes to people.

"This place looks too...breakable for me to be here." I commented, as Sinister offered me a glass of sparkling water.

"I agree, but stay confident Calla. Have you not noticed the way people are looking at you?" He commented, taking a swig from the crystal glass.

I honed in on people near us, I felt stupid to not have known it before, my eyes seemed to come in contact with everyone around us. An older man looked at Sinister, and then to me, his date following in his lead. Everyone seemed to be looking at Sinister and I.

This is fucking weird.

"It's fear, admiration, and curiosity, if you were wondering." Sinister said, his hand grazing the small of my back.

"Gotcha. That's weird, why don't they just come and talk to me if they're so damn curious?"

Sinister chuckled, "Fear, of me mostly, but also of you. They heard how you slaughtered the remaining members of the Bratva gang. You're known to be quite merciless, though I find you just adorable."

"Just adorable." I mimicked, rolling my eyes and downing the rest of my non alcoholic beverage. Jesus I would kill for some alcohol.

I glanced over to Sebastian and Sabrina, Seb seemed to be making cheerful conversation with an old looking man, who's arm rested very very low on some young girls back.

Seb noticed me looking at them and motioned for me to join them. Sinister nodded to him, leading me towards the little group. The young girl looked even younger than I was, she had light olive skin, with red hair pulled into a tight bun. She had wide, innocent looking brown eyes that stared at us as we approached them.

"Sinister, Calla, this is Samuel, he runs one of the largest human trafficking rings in the country." Sebastian nodded to us.

Oh, perfect.

His skin was leathery, his white hair sleeked back. He looked old enough to be my grandfather,

"Oh my!" He barked out, staring at us, "Sinister Velkov, it's just such a pleasure to meet you, you as well Mrs. Velkov." He stared creepily at me "I've heard many stories of your little second in command here." He nodded appreciatively at me as he spoke to Sinister.

"Good to meet you." Sinister said crisply, his arm still tight around me.

"Pleasure to meet you" I said awkwardly, "This must be your...daughter? Granddaughter?"

Sinister's hand tightened, but instead of taking offense, Samuel barked out into laughter, as if what I just said was the most ridiculous, unmentionable thing possible.

"Gods no, this is Ariel, my date." He slapped her ass for good measure.

Classy.

"Sinister Velkov! Is that you!!" A high pitched voice squealed.

I turned to see a fucking blonde goddess walking our way. You have got.to.be.kidding.me.

She was my height, if not taller. Her hair was long and golden blonde. She wore a revealing red dress, to reveal perfectly perky tanned boobs. Her long legs were revealed by a high slit, and god fuck me she had big blue eyes that were hooded by thick black makeup. She looked to be in her mid twenties, and oh my fuck I'm going to die, if I was gay I'd want her. Hell, I think I want her now. Wait, no Calla, no. She is the enemy.

like Barbie sent from

up as he smiled at

waltzed over to him like it was a

to my husband and threw her arms around him. Sinister actually kissed her cheeks as they embraced, and

darlin'" Sebastian whispered to me "that's Sinisters ex

The fuck?

in years! It's so great to see you! You look fabulous, just incredible!" She gushed at Sinister, her perfectly shaped titties bouncing as she

my tongue in a car

It's been years and you haven't changed a bit." Sinister smiled at her, Hayden laughed, pawing at his arms

Calla. Remember to make

my hand, the crystals shattering

so clumsy, wow, oh hiiiii!

this is Calla,

to Sinister, "Oh Sin, she's so cute! How have I never

I am not cute.

second in command. So you know, I'm married to a billionaire, and I kill people for a living.

"Hayden." She corrected.

Karen, same thing. They're both

me, but I could literally tell she didn't like me, her smile didn't meet those

to dance?"

He did NOT.

before grasping his

my god. This is not actually happening. Holy good

Sebastian grinned next to me, "That's

I glared at him.

his hands up innocently, "Hey baby, I'm just

in a good

think too much about

will buy a Toyota Camry just to run

grabbing Sabrina

waist, they were both laughing as they held each

me. I sniffed, watching as their figures got

I demanded at a waiter who was carrying a tray of

a glass, I

even think about leaving. I'm heavily armed and heavily hormonal, do not fuck with me." I growled, grabbing another glass with my free hand, watching as

one of the glasses, my eyes never leaving Sinister and

at least I could PRETEND

will get you sick." A velvety voice said from

his late twenties, he had clean-cut blonde hair, his jaw was chiseled and attractive. His skin was flawless, his body muscular and

wrist was lined with a very expensive looking watch, his skin clear of

a very very attractive looking

of my goal." I muttered, finishing off the last of the contents in my remaining

your captive free to go?" He mused, motioning towards the scared looking

glasses of the delicious drink. He offered me a glass and I grabbed it from him, my eyes darting towards Sinister

following my gaze towards Hayden

14-year olds are pretty, she's--she

like 14-year olds?" He asked, a small smile

not what I

He offered, sparing Hayden another glance before

14? Oh great job I had no idea, you

"I meant perfect.