When 22 year old, Angelina Salvatore moves in with her eldest brother Alec to take her position in the family business, she's soon met with her traumatic past, future lies and wars, all things she expects but what she doesn't anticipate is him.
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"Axel! Stop!" He throws another paper plane at me, "One more time. Axel. One more god damn time." He disappears, I swirl back to my desk, testing strands of the copycat drug.
If I can just find out who had the time to do this.
Just before I can finish up, a piece of paper hits the back of my head. I put my things down quickly, chasing him all the way upstairs.
"You are so fucking annoying. GOD!" I rush after him. I burst into the living room when Alec grabs me while running, lifting me up and placing me beside him.
I fold my arms with a huff. "Enough." He yells to Axel in which Axel makes faces behind his back as he turns to me.
"I need to introduce someone to you. This is Sage." I turn to the latino who stood next to me at the car race.
"He's under Sebastian so he'll kind of on your service as well." He walks away as Sage walks up to me. He reaches a hand out to grab mine, I follow. "Nice to meet you." Instead of letting my hand go, he kisses it. "Opposed to last night." I say, he releases my hand.
His light features make his green eyes even brighter somehow. "So you're going to be following me too?" I tease, crossing my arms over my chest. He grins brightly moving forward. "I mean, it doesn't seem like a bad view from here." His comment draws a small laugh from me.
Bold. I'll give him that.
I hear a throat being cleared and when I turn, it's Sebastian approaching us. He doesn't even look at me. "You're under me, correct?" His voice stone cold, his demeanor all the same.
Something's different about him, this isn't the same look I saw last night.
Who spit in his cereal?
Sage looks over to him getting a little intimidated and I don't blame him. Sebastian's body is well over average. His shoulders are broad and he towers way over him. Sage looks like a toothpick compared to him.
Sage nods innocently. "Go away." The way his accent peaks through his speech makes chills roll down my spine. Sage leaves quickly as I turn to Sebastian.
"That was harsh."
"Harsh would've been me snapping his neck." I blink, confused. "Why would you do that? I just met him." I cross my arms, growing defensive.
"Exactly. You just met him and If you want to be technical, you met the kid yesterday." I hold his stare, what-
"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" I snap back quietly, trying not to draw attention to us.
Most of the people down here are either talking about plans my brother has ordered them to do or they are roaming around to find somewhere to be.
"Exactly what I just said. You just met him, you don't know anything about him and you're flirting with him." I narrow my eyes at him, at his tone and insinuation.
Flirting?
"First. I was not flirtin-"
"I let you get away with breaking a few of my rules last week. You looked volatile and vulnerable so I left you alone."
What the fuck....
"Do me a favor and never put me and the word vulnerable in the same fucking sentence ever again." I snap immediately. He doesn't look affected but his eyes scream an entirely different story as usual.
I can always read him by his eyes.
"Do not talk to anyone I don't know or approve of." I hold his gaze not responding, he steps forward, I take a step back only for something to stop me, I recognize that something to be a wall as my back relaxes against it.
"Understand." It's not a question this time he says it. He's demanding that I yield, concede, give up.
"You don't get to control who talks to me, Sebastian. Let alone who I talk to." I cross my arms over my chest, he looks around for a beat and then he's so close to me that I can feel his body almost touching mine.
I still.
My breath hitches and my adrenaline is back on ten. I look around quickly, worried someone might see us. I keep my eyes glue to his chest as he dips his mouth next to my ear.
"Watch me."
His words ring through my entire body as he walks away. The first emotion I feel is shock. I can't believe this.
Watch me.
The way he said it makes my body feel hot. I stand there flustered, furious and confused. I bawl my hands into fists drawling in a slow breath. I have so many thoughts and questions in my head.
Starting with why and ending with, what the fuck is going on?
My body feels weird, tingly and it makes me super uncomfortable. I lean against the wall ...the same wall that stopped me from escaping earlier.
Who does he think he's talking to? He thinks he can control me? I wish that was the only reason I'm this upset. But the truth is people don't particularly get under my skin because I do not care to let them.
Yet as I stand here, steam coming out my ears, hair on fucking fire...it sims from the realization that Sebastian has an affect on me.
And what's worse is....he fucking knows it.
But if he thinks I'll just let this slide, he has another thing coming.
