beautiful. (adj)

Definition: a person who is reading this

- take the fucking compliment

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" How long are you guys going to stand around the bed like a bunch of creepers? " I asked looking at the family surrounding me.

I woke up in the middle of a very white room with tubes connected to my arms. The Salvatore's family was staring at me liked I had grown three heads while Nick just looked at me in pure amazement so I stared right back at them.

No one uttered a word the only sound echoing was the beeping sound from the machine that somehow got connected to my body. It was annoying, I had always hated hospital.

" You're up. " Eden said walking into the room in his doctor uniform. He was way too young to be a doctor this dude must be a very big nerd in his high school days.

" Yes. But, I can't move without getting hurt. " I said as I attempted to sit up.

" What do you expect after getting shot? Suck it up, sweet cheek. " the bloody guy who called himself a doctor gave me a blank expression.

" Can I get out of here? " I grunted under my breath.

" Sure. Just don't bother me again when your wound bleed you to death. " he shrugged while scribbling something onto his clipboard.

Who sent this fucker to medical school? I thought doctors were supposed to be nice.

" Eden be nice. " Alana hissed at her youngest son. And, Isabella smacked the back of his head.

I almost burst into laughters when he gave me a stern looks daring me to laugh at him. I gulped turning my face away from him to look at his brother instead.

I wouldn't mess with this guy while my life was in his hand. Because, he was giving me some sort of vibes, you know the if I could take the bullet out of you, I could also put it right back in kinda vibes.

" Anastasia dear, I couldn't thank you enough for saving Isabella. Our family owed you our lives. " Alana said taking my hand into hers.

That sounded convenient to me.

" How are you feeling? Are you alright? I hope you're feeling better soon. I haven't have to spend time with you just yet. I had so much to share with you, so heal quickly. " she smiled stroking my cheek lovingly.

I stared the woman blankly before giving her a nod and a small smile in return. I was feeling weird, a very new sensation in my chest, warmth, I felt warmth. No one had ever asked me how I was feeling or if I was okay beside my grandmother.

" I would love to spend time with you. " I smiled a genuine smile.

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A week, seven whole day, a hundred and sixty eight hours, ten thousand eighty minutes and ten seconds was how long I had been on bed rest.

Satan himself, who was in the form of the ruthless doctor, Eden Salvatore was the one behind this cruel arrest. I knew he was doing it to get on my nerves not because I really shouldn't do anything at all.

Gosh, he didn't even let me walk. That motherfucker would pay for my suffers and all the wraths I had to endure from his big brother every time I moved an inch.

So, I made it my new mission to annoy the hell out of him as soon as I got back on my feet.

The creaking sound of door opening snapped me out of my revengeful thought. And, the brother of satan walked into the room. The young Don looked as dangerous as always in his black clothing. Nick has on a plain black tee paired with a black skinny jeans, a very casual outfit that I had never seen him wore.

" Get dress. We're going out. " Nick said instantly having my full attention.

" Where? " I asked eagerly, happy to finally get to go away from this misery arrest.

" I figured you need some fresh air. " he said crossing his arms over his chest.

" Where are we going? " I asked.

" Shut the fuck up and just come with me. " he grunted pulling me of the bed but made sure not to touch my side.

I was still wearing the little dress I had on when he picked me bridal style and walked out of the room. I circled my arms around his neck for support while looking at his face the entire time, it was safe to say that it was pure artwork that I couldn't help but admired. His warmth radiant from his strong chest making my body instantly relaxed against him.

Home, I felt like I was home. But, I was not sure how should I react to that feelings.

Taking advantage of the situation I snuggled closer into his chest inhaling his signature alluring scent of the scotch he always drank mixed with his expensive cologne and a little bit of cigar.

" Are you sniffing me? " he chuckled putting me back down on my feet making me mentally pouted.

It was when the cold ground of the garage touched my feet that made me realized I was barefoot. All kinds of cars parked in the gigantic garage from sport cars to limousines, you named it. The family was loaded.

" Where are we going? " I asked changing the topic.

" We. You and I are going on a little trip down the country lane on this beautiful thing. " he smirked gesturing to the suicide vehicle.

" No. " I said sternly before turning to head back inside. I was not suicidal enough to go on that thing.

Wowzer, an assassin who hated motorcycle. But, I couldn't careless that thing was dangerously fast and made loud noises which made my heart thumping ready to jump out of my chest. AND, I would rather die under a bullet any day but not in an accident.

If I was going to die, I would go down in one piece not smashed into the side of the road looking unrecognizable.

" You're going with me, princess. " he chuckled pulling me back.

" Make me. " I glared running toward the door, my hand clutching onto my wrapped side.

The cool summer air of England hit my face sending chills all over my body and the cold satin material of my little dress flow freely with the air clinging harder than ever into my body while the wind blew away my dark locks out of my face making it flew to the back.

Nicholas was going on full speed as the country road was basically empty leaving us the only one driving. My arms wrapped tightly around his waist as I leaned my body back slightly wanting to feel more of the dangers rushing through my vein. The fear of dying was gone the moment the engine roared to life kicking in my adrenaline.

For the first time ever I felt free and careless. At the moment I was just a girl experiencing life, for the first time without worrying about my father's rules.

" Are you having fun back there? " Nick shouted through the air.

" I hate to say that I am. " I giggled finally pressing my face into his back again.

His hand then found mine, that were resting in front of his stomach. He caressed the back of my hands sending warmth over my cold hands making my face broke into a big grin over a little gestures.

And, this was when I knew that I was in deep shits.

" Where are we? " I asked scanning around the forest as the ride came to a stop when he parked his motorbike on the side of the road.

" In the middle of nowhere and outside London. A perfect place to commit murder, don't you think? " he said taking my hand into his before leading me into the unknown.

" Wait. You have no shoes. Hop on me. " he suddenly said making me raised an eyebrow.

" I sure as hell can walk, Nick. " I shook my head declining his offer.

" We don't want all these thorny plants poking into your little feet now, do we? And, your wound is still healing you shouldn't walk too much. " he huffed cocking an eyebrow at me.

" I don't want some wounds here and there. " I shrugged and then attempted to walk ahead of him just to get pull back into his chest.

" You're a pain in the ass, you know that Ana? Just fucking listen and hop on my back. " he said lowly.

On our way into the green nature I saw a few men here and there walking around guarding the property which I had found out belonged to his family.

A small cottage made of painted white wood sat on top of a small meadow surrounded by colorful wild flowers.

We sat on the porch of the small cottage he owned. A cup of hot chocolate was wrapped in my fingers. All he did was looked at me and my heart started to race no one had ever looked at me the way he did right now, liked he knew exactly who I was, not the assassin, just a normal girl, just Anastasia Rayne.

" You're going to stick around for awhile, aren't you Ana? " he asked sipping his coffee.

That I didn't know anymore.

" I think so. " I mumbled.

" Then, let's be civil. I figure we can be friends. No needs to be at each other's throat all the time don't you think? " he asked chuckling softly.

I had never had friends before.

" No promises, Nick. " I rolled my eyes playfully.

We then talked for what seemed like hours, liked old friends finally reunited after years, liked I had known him since forever. We talked about random things and I found out he was a huge player but not as bad as he was in the file my father sent me.

He talked about his family and his most favorite person ever, Alana. I saw the glints and the adoration in his eyes as he talked so lovingly about his mother until he moved on to his famous father who talked about with such prides and respects.

The Salvatore's from the stories he told me was a whole new family from the files and papers I had read all my life. I had never thought of them as a somewhat honored family who only killed those who messed with them. My father had done a great job telling me only all the bad stories they did making me thought of them as ignorant rich snobs.

But, then again this whole thing confused me even more. I didn't know what to believe and who to trust. Although I was determined on finding out the truth and everything behind my mission.

" Which college did you go to? " I found myself asking.

" Seth Salvatore's Academy, majored in murders and the art of tortures. " he said proudly earning an unimpressed looks from me.

" Really, Nick? " I huffed hitting him playfully.

" I went to Harvard. You're talking to a law graduate, Miss Rayne. " he said smirking.

" A criminal studying law. A tiny criminal studying medical. And, another tiny criminal studying business. Are you and your brothers trying to take over the world? " I chuckled.

" I chose law because I liked to learn about them so I can just break them right after. " he winked.

I was lost in his grey eyes as he continued talking about everything. His vivid voice suddenly zoomed out of my ears, I could not hear anything as I was busy admiring the beauty of this somewhat decent man.

Nicholas Salvatore was a boy at heart. He was no monster when you didn't cross him or his family. I could see a good man underneath the skin of the cold killer.

Now, another golden question, how was I supposed to kill his family now?

" You look at me like I am the only man on earth. " his chuckles snapped me out of my daze.

Did I just make his already big ego even bigger?

I had never thought that this day would come but I was daydreaming about my enemy.

" Are you falling for me, Ana? " he asked.

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No one:

The world:

The universe:

Alana:

Me:

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