STRAIGHTFORWARD

Elena's POV:

"So let me get this straight. Lornado's best friend has called you a few times to check on you. He knows what you're up to, doesn't he? And he's after the same thing, so he's tracking Seth's whereabouts. Isn't it?"

I nodded.

"No wonder why you were so curious about your father's documents in the beginning. You knew I was after him as well."

"Well, you did mention that he was indebted to you. So was my uncle. I hated him too because of what he did to me. My father has offended so many people and they're after his life that's why he's on the run. After all that he made me pass through none of you expect me to sit and fold my arms doing things like a damsel in distress and not avenge Lornado and my mother. I don't care if he begs a hundred times, he's going to pay for everything that he has done to me. Every single thing with every drop of his blood." I said maliciously. I didn't have a forgiving heart. Not for men like Seth. Antonio moved closer to me.

"Were you planning to kill me?"

"If you got in my way," I said sincerely and I'd never heard a more humorless chuckle.

"How had I not seen this earlier? You were always a femme fatale."

"Well, I just gained the title anyway." He moved closer and I moved back.

"You weren't submissive out of fear all along." He stated and I nodded.

"You're right." He grasped my jaw.

"Then what did you want from me?" He questioned and I tilted my head a little and smirked. The devil I'd been hiding all along was finally able to reveal herself.

"I wanted you."

"For personal pleasure, isn't it?"

"You never complained about it after all. You said it yourself, you enjoyed it. If I wasn't wounded right now then I would have..." I tried moving towards him but his grip became tighter, trapping my movement.

"You're a really good actress. I barely caught you."

"That was the point all along."

"You would go behind my back to betray me if you had to. And all the while I'd have been thinking I was protecting you, isn't it?"

"Whatever my guts went with was what I would have gone with. I don't limit myself just because I want safety."

"I see that now. But whether or not you like it, you will listen to me."

"What if I don't? There's enough space to combat in this room. And oh, of course, there's a bed over there...and so many other things that I would do to you without hesitation. I used to go easy on you. Now, I won't even hold back." Then he leaned down and whispered. "You can handle it." I shuddered as I felt his hot breath on my neck. "I'll wait till you completely heal. Before then, let me help you dress your wound delicately." He stated. His emphasis on delicately was him telling me what to expect in advance. I needed to take a shower and so I moved but he stopped me. "You're not entering that shower without me. You're going to need my help since you're wounded."

He said, and I didn't protest. He walked me into the shower and turned it on. My dress got wet and damn it my bullet wound. He gently undressed me and before my dress hit the floor. His shirt was wet but he didn't care. He was careful with me in the shower and made sure I didn't have to wince all the time. When he was done, he wrapped me with a towel and helped me out of the bathroom. I was capable of doing that myself, but I didn't even say anything. I wanted him to do this. He gently sat me down before going to take the first aid kit. I didn't even know what was there before coming back to me.

"Every mafia needs it." He said as he slowly dressed my wounds again till he was wrapping the bandage around my body. I looked up at him and I wasn't yet dressed. My towel was on the bed, so I was completely naked. His eyes landed on my titties. "If you weren't wounded, I wouldn't even bother holding myself back." I didn't stop him when he raised his hand and played with my nipples. I only watched as he did so. Then he rose and kissed me on the lips. It was short, and again, I didn't stop him. He pulled away before walking out of the room. I stared at the door for a while and gently laid on the bed. I raised my hand and observed it casually before dropping it again. I underestimated Antonio.

I heard a knock on my door. I was expecting it to be Jessie but the moment the person walked in under my permission, I looked back. My eyes widened. It was so unbelievable to me. I thought he travelled out, somewhere far from here.

"It's really you Jason." I gently stood up, but he reached me before I did him. He held my arms and checked me out. I could do nothing else but smile.

"I'm happy you're okay. You could have died." He said but I only smiled.

"Did you really have to go undercover, pretending to be my driver?"

"I am your driver Elena."

"Why, though, you have dreams, you had everything going on for you, why did you come back?"

"After the image of you was posted on the mafia internet that you were involved maritally with Damon Antonio, I couldn't help but look back."

"Wait, you've also always been a part of the mafia."

"Not always. I joined to protect my sister. After the night your father took you away he still came for us."

"Gretchen, how is she?"

"Against my joining the mafia. But she didn't have much of a choice herself. Now she treats the wounded mafias. We're all part of Damon's team."

"If so, why did you treat me at Derek's place?"

"Is that even supposed to be a question? He threatened to kill me if I didn't follow. There was no time to argue and I followed. It's funny how two high-ranking mafias have taken interest in you so fast. Now the shield around you has to be increased to a dozen."

"I guess it's my fate. And I'll accept it that way."

"How did you get here though? What happened after all those years?"

"It's a really long story." I smiled.