She Devil | ✔︎

Ten.

Following the dance with Lorenzo, I was able to get a few answers from him, such as the fact that his brother's name is Kenji. And is truly dancing among us, but no one knows who he is, and even if they did, they wouldn't dare to say anything.

I'm going to kill him tonight, even if it means dancing with all these people to get to him; I've waited far too long, and here is my moment.

I'm dancing with a stranger I don't know right now, and I don't even bother to look at him because it's time to swap partners as he twirls me into the hands of another man.

*play the song on top^*

I'm struck by his eyes right away. He had eyes that spoke of all that was new in the springtime, of a soul that never grew old.

I felt hot beneath his gaze, which I had never experienced before. But I have self-control, and I break eye contact by gazing away from him.

"Are you nervous, Ms. Rossi?" It's him, I whip my head at the sound of my fake name. That son of a bitch, Vince, did rat me out. I need to play it safe.

"Pfft, why would I be nervous?" I shrug, his face remains indifferent as usual; at the very least, he saved me from embarrassment.

I've seen the world, done it all, had my cake now.

We keep eye contact but don't say anything afraid that a single sound would break the silence.

Get it together he's your enemy.

Diamonds, brilliant, and Bel-Air now
Hot summer nights, mid-July when you and I were forever wild.

We fell in step, letting the rhythm control our movements. All the scenery and people around us dissolved. It was just us.

The crazy days, city lights, the way you'd play with me like a child.

Uncontrollable feelings surged through my body, and my fingers tingle in delight. My hand brushed his shoulder. My body was acting on its own, with no chains to hold me back from this.

Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful?

He drew me close to his chest, and I wrapped my arms around his neck.

Will you still love me when I got nothing but my aching soul?

He began to withdraw his hand, but my hand clutched onto his. I carefully laid his cold hand on my waist.

I know you will, I know you will, I know that you will.

"It was a pleasure dancing with you, bellissima," he said quietly as his lips went to my ear. He left me standing in the center of the floor like an idiot in front of everyone.

While he believed I was being so intimate in the dance, I distracted him by taking his phone and keycard and handing them over to Sebastian, who winked at least five times throughout the dance when he realized how close we were.

"Wow that was something," Sebastian sneaked up behind me. "Shut up, I had to distract him to get his possessions, nothing personal." I say nonchalantly, "let me tell you, the spark was still there even after all this time ." he retorts back shamelessly, I throw him a murderous glare.

Now on to the second step.

"I have a bomb on me," I tell a waitress who couldn't even be older than 15, "tell your boss to see me in his office or I'll blow this place up." She nods before sprinting to get Kenji, as I threaten. In the meantime, I'm going to look for his office.

How am I going to find his office in less than a minute when there are hundreds of rooms in this place? I keep heading to the right-wing until I spot a massive wood oak door.

That has to be his office.

I enter with the keycard; it's a large office with a side couch and a balcony; everything about it shouts homey; it seems like home. Not that I understand what it means to be at home.

I'm standing on the balcony, taking in the fresh air and the view, when I sense someone approaching from behind, but I don't move.

"It's great to see you here, Mr. Binachi."I say sarcastically, "Wish I could say the same about you, Athena," I freeze. I'm paralyzed.

Athena. My real name.
He knows. He knew all this time.
He remembers.

"You didn't think you'd be able to walk in here without me noticing, did you? The sloping in my pockets for my belongings, the dance. I'd say you want money if I didn't know any better, but we both know that's not the case, right?"

Well I'll tell you what Sherlock, you are unbelievable.

"You're right. I'm not here for the money or the dancing; I came to kill you, Kenji."