''Here'' the attendant gave, sweating his head off.

''What?" I asked in no mood.

''You almost won our casino, thank-lord you left the table.'' He said looking at the ground, and I smiled.

''Poker is my passion, and it gives me pure pleasure rather then girls in the bed.'' I said and he nodded.

I left the casino, and roamed in the beautiful streets of Venice... I remember my childhood days here, enjoying the Grand Canal rides with my sister, how she would complain to Mom and mom would threat me to throw down the gondola. I could be seriously jerk, but I loved my sister and mom then anything. I could give up my wealth to get them back. I never was and never will be interested in money.I'm only interested in those memories, which are slowly fading away... I've to get my sister back, it's high time now. I cant see her in pain, for years I dint do anything but now that Bitch will suffer. She'll die a painful death, for taking away the one I loved the most.

I'm Home Mom.

I took a cab, and gave him instructions about a famous club. I wanted to drift my mind from those lunatic memories, I needed strength not pain. Maybe I can find some-girl, and get laid. Not like I enjoy taking someone's v-card, but I do purely for revenge. To keep my anger alive as I have long-time invested for revenge.

Darkness is cruel, someway I'm living it. But everyone has a limit, limit to absorb. Mine is certainly broken now.

Natalie's P.o.v

''So it's gonna be forever...Or it's gonna go down in flames......You can tell me when it's over...If the high was worth the pain..'' I groaned at the sound.

''Got a long list of ex-lovers...They'll tell you I'm insane...Cause you know I love the players..And you love the game'' Ugh... stop the damn sound... If human's can growl, I'm surely breaking all the spinning records.

Call of the Devil, and Devil is alive.

''What?'' I almost barked in my drunk state.

''I missed you'' he said like puppy cooing in my ears.

''I swear I can cut your testicles and feed it to your German-shepherd.''and that idiot was chuckling his butt off. I angrily got up from the bed, and saw Veronica in pools of drool which made me want to puke. I quickly stumbled to the bathroom and emptied my beautiful dinner into toilet.

A wave of relief washed me, but watching my own puke made it round two. Closing my eyes shut, I quickly flushed and got up looking my-self in horror. I almost screamed , thanks the bathroom door was shut. I was looking like Walking In Dead, zombie. Ready to be swoosh.

Phone rang again and I wanted to throw it in the toilet and flush it, but cant. Sadly I picked up, because this devil will trace me anyways.

''Meet me now'' He ordered, and I was looking at the phone and at myself. With sad expressions, I couldn't deny. I had no options. Sighing, I continued to talk.

''You know where I am?'' I asked playing dumb.

''Venice, Graffiti Palace. Want to me to knock by?'' He smirked, and I flinched at his tone peeking around myself, landing on the closed toilet seat.

''Aren't you jobless? Or is it me, allowing you to take my freedom?'' I said, staring at the luxury which I'm making a messy place like my crib.

''Don't fuss over me, kitten. You better meet me, or I'm letting your sweet little secrets to your Daddy.''He said in low voice, threatening is his job. Like a master-piece he has, that allows me to be his slave. I smirked at his slaughter.

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