Twenty four was not my year. This had to be the worst fucking birthday in my entire existence.

I found myself back in square one as I watched the brunette beauty gracefully glided her way around the room in black everything looking like a fucking goddess she was. If she was beautiful yesterday, she was beyond beautiful right now. She had to be the most beautiful creature on earth and the perfect definition of a walking seduction.

Eyes followed her everywhere she went. She captured all men attentions bewitching them to be star struck without even trying.

Her hair flowed down to her waist liked the waves of the ocean, the chandelier dimmed on her head making it looked like golden silk glistening against the sun and I just wanted to run my fingers through it all day. Her creamy arms covered in black all lace glove. Her face prettier than yesterday bare off make up with a glossy full lips, the lips I still taste in my mouth.

And then there was her dress. That fucking dress, don't even get me started on the damn dress because it should be illegal. I just wanted to rip it off her and burn it in front of her eyes. The slit of the dress went so high that it showed all of her never ending leg and she just had to wear the fucking garter. It took everything in me to not just take her out of here and hide her in my room forever.

I was this close to murder every motherfuckers in this room who had laid an eye on her.

" You're staring at her. Again. " the annoying voice of my best friend hit my ears. I sighed in frustration before turning my head and taking my eyes off her.

" I simply gazed over that direction and she just happens to be there. " I said sipping my champagne.

Matteo smirked taking a sip of his own. " The same direction five times in a row? "

I needed something stronger than champagne to survive tonight. Walking with a boner was difficult enough and now I had to deal with him.

" Do you realize that you look a certain way every time you see her? " he asked glancing at her direction, his eyes scanning her up and down so I narrowed my eyes at the bastard.

" You look at her like you're looking at the most beautiful piece of art in the room. " he cleared his throat finally turning back to me.

A piece of art? Mona Lisa got nothing on Anastasia.

" I have been watching her like a fucking creep I am all night. And, she never spare me a single glance. " I admitted downing my champagne, my eyes followed her around the room as she made her way to a small group of guys from my high school.

I was so going kill people at my own birthday party.

" I don't blame her. I meant kissing the nurse was a pretty shitty move. " my brother said as he came up to us.

Matteo widened his eyes in surprise while I cocked an eyebrow at Elliot. How did he know? Did she know?

And then it all dawn on me. I fucked up. She saw that. Everything made sense now, that explained how she basically talked to every single people in the room but me, the birthday boy. Fuck, I didn't even get a bloody happy birthday from her. She had been avoiding me since I came back from the hospital. She even went as far as having a sleepover with Bella last night.

She was pissed all right.

The kiss with the nurse was nothing more than an experiment.

For the first time in my life, a kiss from a girl made my world crumbled underneath her feet. One kiss from her and I was hooked, totally addicted. I knew then, no one could ever made me feel such sparks. The moment I drew back from her lips and looked into those same hazel eyes I couldn't help wanting another taste so I slammed my lips right back on hers that was when I knew I would follow her to the end of earth.

I never experienced such intimacy and strong connection liked that.

I took one look at her, I knew right then and there she was the perfect kind of trouble. She was alluring and rather fascinating but also dangerous in every ways. She was the perfect definition of an angel with a mind of a killer.

One taste of her and I knew there was no going back. She had me deeply completely and utterly addicted to her. She was able to trap me with just a kiss.

And, I hated that. I hated everything about her. I hated how she made me wanted her. I hated how she made me lost control. I hated not being in control so I was willing to do just about anything to take her off my mind.

So I did the most stupidest thing I could. I grabbed the nurse and kissed her wanting to wipe away her taste in denial that no one would ever make me feel the same way. But, I was in deep shits.

" He did what now? " Matteo asked almost spitting out his champagne.

" He made out with his nurse when I took Anastasia to see him. She saw everything. Bad timing I guess. " Elliot shrugged his shoulders. Fuck my life.

Matteo gave me a disappointing looks before shaking his head. Judgy motherfucker.

This birthday wouldn't stop getting worse, would it?

" Oh and she wished that you died on that nurse by the way. " he continued.

I took a sharp breath shutting my eyes closed for a moment trying to calm myself down when someone dropped their glass making a shattering sound. I reopened my eyes groaning and the shocked expressions from my brother and best friend made my face scrunched in confusion. What now?

" I always knew she was a wicked little thing. " Elliot muttered under his breath.

" Karma is really a bitch. The girl moves faster than my sport cars. Damn. " Matteo smirked slighting looking at the corner of the ball room.

I followed his gaze and there was my wicked devilish seductress pressed against the wall in the dark corner by some dumb dude that wanted to die tonight. I clenched my jaw in anger, eyes burning at their direction as my hands balled into fists shattering the glass in my hand. Matteo gasped dramatically as he and Elliot both watched me walk toward the two.

I felt my blood boiling my inside and felt the fumes coming out of my ears. I was pissed. All I saw was red, the bastard's blood on my hands. I wanted to rip his head off and then tore him apart limp by limp. I wanted to peel off every inches of his skin that touched hers. I wanted to die in a brutal death. I wanted to send him to my person hell until he took his last breath while looking into my eyes as he went to literal hell.

I had anger issues. I knew that and I knew I didn't need anger management. People just needed to stop pissing me off.

" Get your fucking hands off her before I put a bullet in your skull. " I growled tearing the guy away from her.

Ana wiped off her smudged lipstick with the back of her hand before proceeded to cross her arms over her chest as she watched me repeatedly punched her made out buddy in the middle of my own fucking party.

My knuckles were bruised and covered in his blood by the time Matteo ran up and pulled me off him.

" I will deal with him later. Take him to the cell. " I ordered before grabbing Anastasia and dragged her out of the room.

We were both silence on our way to my bedroom that the only sound we heard was her heels clicking against the marble floor. My room seemed to get farther and farther as we walked without saying a word to each other. The air was intense and the tension was high.

She was furious and I was pissed.

Adrenaline rushed through my vein as my hand touched the cold handle of the door. I twisted it opened and gestured her to go in first and she did. The door slammed shut making a locking sound and I grabbed her arm slamming her against my door where she belonged, caged between my arms, one heartbeat away from me, and trembling under my gaze.

" I told you. You. Are. Mine. " I whispered leaning my face closer to hers, my breath fanning her neck.

" I'm not yours. You can fuck off now. " she smiled sweetly, her hands on my chest putting some distance between us.

" You saw me in that room. "

" Yes, I did. And, I couldn't careless. " she said rolling her eyes. I narrowed my eyes at her before tipping her chin up with my fore finger.

" Really? So, you're telling me that you making out with that dork was not to get back at me? "

" You're such a cocky piece of shit, Nick. The world doesn't really revolve around you. " she smirked cocking an eyebrow at me in amusement.

My lips twitched up slightly threatening to break in a smile. There was something about her going against me that amused me to no end.

" Shame because my world revolve around you. "

Her lips parted for a moment as she stared at me. The same bewitching eyes bored into my soul trying to find something while her brain worked out what I was saying to her.

" Are you trying to be charming, Nicholas Salvatore? " she chuckled making me grin.

" Is it working? " I hummed as I circled around her hips.

" Happy birthday, Nick. " she tip toed and whispered in my ears and arms circled carelessly around my neck, her sweet perfume mixed with fresh alcohol hit my nostrils in full force that I was almost knocked out of my feet, it was my favorite scent.

She was my favorite scent.

" Where are you going? " I asked when she pulled away from me turning her back to leave to the room.

" To be honest it's been so long and I need to get laid. A girl has needs too, Nick. " she giggled turning the door knob.

Cursing under my breath I pulled her back to me. Her back pressing against my front and I was sure she knew what she was doing to me when she hitched her breath the moment her back touched my rock hard front.

" What part of you're mine that you don't get? No one is allowed to touch you or even glance at you except me. Understood? " I hissed clenching my jaw.

" Tell that to your bloody nurse. Pun intended. " she said and I could almost feel her smirk from behind.

" I will be yours just as much as you are mine if you say the word, Ana. "

" I would prefer actions over meaningless words any day. "

I hummed in response as my mouth trailed down her bare neck in slow motion planting sloppy kisses and sucking on her flesh while exhaling her sweet addicting scent. I was in heaven.

" I will push you to your limits. I will test how much your body can take as I fuck you, and when you feel as if you can take no more we will begin again. "

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