I sat between Nicholas and Elliot during the most intense dinner I had never been to. Mrs Salvatore was sat next to her husband, following by Isabella and her date for the night.

The tension in the air was thick and hotter than hell itself as the Don sat at the head of the table with a loaded gun next to his wine glass, glaring daggers at the poor boy followed suit by Nick and Elliot. If looks could kill, the boy would have been buried six feet underground ten minutes ago when dinner had started.

" What's your name? " Alana asked smiling sweetly at the boy.

" Griffin Condor, ma'am. " the blonde boy said his blue eyes still eyeing the gun on the table.

" Griffin Condom is more like it. Are you trying to get in my sister's pants? " Elliot scoffed.

I swore to god I almost burst into a fit of laughters by the time he finished his accusation but I managed to keep calm. This guy had no filter.

" Shut up, Elliot. " Isabella groaned at her brother.

Nicholas was still quiet at the moment making me wondered what had he got up his sleeves and Eden still wasn't presented at the table yet.

" What are you intention with my daughter? " Mr Seth Salvatore asked with a stern tone.

The boy paled at his tone gulping slightly before answering. " I have no bad intention for her. I love Bella very much and I would be glad if you allow us to date. "

Love? I cocked an eyebrow at his choice of words before scanning him up and down for a moment. The boy didn't look a day older than eighteen so he must be a senior in high school and Isabella was only seventeen. Saying that he loved her was a bit too much for high school relationships because that shits rarely worked out.

But, who was I to judge. Maybe I was the only one who wasn't familiar to the idea of love.

" My daughter isn't allow to have a boyfriend until she's at least fifty seven, unless the guy is willing to take my bullets. " the Don said taking his gun into his palm.

I drank to that while Mrs Salvatore on the other hand smacked her husband at the back of his head making him groaned in frustration.

" I'm not sorry that I'm late, the people at the hospital needed me. " and there he was, the devil's spawn, walking into the dining room in his navy blue polo shirt with a black case in his hand.

" What's that, Eden? " Alana asked eyeing the case.

I would be officially in love with this family and might let them live longer if the dude brought a bomb to dinner with his little sister's boy toy.

Eden walked to the seat beside Elliot before sitting down, his case was placed on the table next to his plate.

" My personal favorite collection of surgical knives. Look at them, small and extremely sharp bladed, two or three slices will be enough for the guts to come out. " he shrugged opening the case.

Spoken like a true psychotic doctor.

The silver blades of the small knives looked extra sharper under the shining light of the big chandelier hanging above the table. I grinned at the youngest Salvatore with excitement. This was the second best thing to a bomb.

Griffin swallowed at the sight as the sweat on his forehead glistened against the light.

" Would you give Bella one of your kidney, kid? " Eden asked cocking an eyebrow at the boy.

" E-er does she need one? " Griffin stuttered between his word.

" No. But, I do need an organ for my new research. " he casually said shrugging his shoulders.

I looked at him with a shit-eating grin on my face. Eden had just won the title of favorite Salvatore brother in my heart despite all his previous cold remarks toward me.

" You guys are unbelievable. Nico is my favorite right now. Quiet as a corpse, I like that. " Isabella scoffed at her brother. Right.

I placed a hand on his thigh immediately earned his undivided attention. He turned his head toward me taking his eyes for the first time after we arrived. I ran my hand up and down his thigh making his body stiffen under my touch.

" What the hell are you doing, Ana? " he leaned in and whispered into my ear. He was close, so close that his breath touched my neck.

" Say something. " I urged him making his mouth lifted into a small smirk.

He shook his head at me amused knowing that I enjoyed what was happening at the moment but still didn't say anything to the little blonde boy. I swore to god if I was family, I would be blabbering him with questions right now putting in a more dangerous zone. I found it fun watching people squirmed in fear.

The maids rushed in to served us food before rushing back out. My mind was suddenly else where when everyone started eating in silence, the tension in the air was much lighter although the four men were still sending glares across the table from time to time while Alana asked him about basic questions.

I looked around the table with an uneasy feeling in stomach. This got to be the first normal family dinner I had been to even though someone was in a danger zone, I was glad there was no shouting orders from my father, no cold glances or stares from my father as he stated how I was a disappointment and especially no conversation about the mafia.

For the first time ever I got to experience what it felt like to actually eat dinner in peace and with a family. Despite the fact that they weren't my family I was still grateful that they let me be here. This was a depressing story to think about at dinner because I had completely lost my appetite at the thought of my own father.

A warm hand that my body had somehow managed to recognize made contact with my thigh. I would tell it was his hand anywhere and whenever because only he managed to get a reaction from my body.

" Are you okay? " he whispered.

My expression must have changed and he noticed. I smiled at thought for a second before taking back the smile.

Gosh I was getting way too attached to this guy and his family. The sad thing was that they managed to make me felt comfortable in their home in a matter of a week and a half when I spent years of my life at my father's and I couldn't even get myself to actually call it my home.

" I'm fine. " I shrugged before turning back to my food.

Dinner was finished and we all then moved to the living room awaiting our tea and desserts with Eden's case and Mr Salvatore's gun of course.

Deciding to keep my distance from them, I took the further seat on the far corner of the long L shape couch which earned a raised eyebrow from Nicholas.

" Giraffe is it? " Nick suddenly asked turning all heads in the room. I looked at him curiously trying to guess his next move.

Alana narrowed her eyes at her eldest son suspiciously while the Don tried to hide his smirk that was threatening to break through his lips.

" It's Griffin, sir. " the boy said.

" Sir? Do I look fifty to you? " Nick asked giving him a stern looks.

The boy gulped as Isabella groaned lowly under her breath. I leaned back sipping my tea as I watched the scene unfold before my eyes. Nicholas's next move was unpredictable but I was sure as hell it was going to be brutal.

" No, sir—I mean no Mr Salvatore. You look as young as your age. " Griffin managed to speak out.

" So, you're my little sister's boyfriend? " he asked not taking his eyes off the now shaking boy.

" Yes—No. I mean, I will be if you give me permission to date Bella. " Griffin said stumbling on his own words. Poor guy indeed.

" Would you take a bullet for her? " Nick asked casually sipping on his own tea.

" Yes. Yes, I would. " the boy answered way too fast for his own good.

" It's settled then. Let's head to the backyard, shall we? " he said standing up.

And that was when I lost it. I broke into a fit of laughters along side Elliot who laughed so hard that he had to hold his stomach. Alana on the other hand sighed heavily at her son's behavior even though her husband looked like a very proud father.

As long as I wanted to stay and watch more of this amusing family gathering, I felt somehow wrong to be here so I stood up and excused myself.

" I will bring you a gun. " I winked at Nick earning a smirk from him as his other family looked at me bewildered.

" Welcome to the family, Anastasia. " the Don said smiling at me softly.

My heart beat so fast that I feared everyone might hear it or worse at the thought of it bursting out of my chest. It was the first time he had acknowledged my sudden presence here in his home. And, for him to welcome me into his family just liked that was overwhelming.

Guilt started rushing into my vein as I looked at the man who I had tried to kill in cold blood and without any hesitation.

Suddenly the thought of me murdering these people disgusted me. I was disgusted with myself.

I was never good at dealing with things liked this. I never felt welcomed anywhere other than my grandma's house nor felt this kind of sensation, a feeling of being a part of a family.

My head was officially fucked and I didn't know how to feel about all of these.

I smiled shyly at him before rushing out of the room with thumping heart.

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