Chapter 10

Evelyn De'luca's pov.

Goddamn It motherfucking hell,

Finally I managed to roll out of the bushes, sneaking away from the mansion. It was easy peasy except two unconscious guard's bodies piled near the water fountain. It wasn't my fault that they wanted to be so faithful to my father. They should be rewarded,

I should ask Foty to give them raises.

I'd already pry the security system and remembered the blueprint of property. I just have to be quick, cause the false alarm call will go in an hour.

The racing podium is 30 minutes away and I didn't quite steal someone's bike.

Ok, it also belongs to one of the guards who just slept on duty at the gate.

Fine, maybe I did but who the hell asked you to put it out on display.

Idiots.

I raced down to the stadium. The crowd is already gathering for the race.

I park the bike before I put the hood of my hoodie on head, making my way on one of the pit crew and knocking up the racer.

I raced a few times but it was with Chris and Damien, when Demitri found out he was super pissed.

Like so freakin' pissed.

I put the leather jacket on and looked back at the man.

His name was Elias, from Texas, racing very impressively but still never getting to win.

No worry bro, I'll let you win today.

The crew was running around doing the last minute checks to the car. It was a Ferrari 488.

I sneak into the car, my eyes searching for a certain Lamborghini.

Gotcha-

There's three more cars between us seeing my p5 position.

I raced down to the straight narrow, the target was fifty laps for the prix. Well, I can have some money for myself with a shining trophy.

A girl can dream shiny things bro-

My car rips up the pavement, lap after lap as I draw it closer to the checked line. The hum of the engine filled me with exhilaration, my hand gripping the steering wheel hard. My adrenaline makes me feel high on weed.

This is what I desired, this feeling of being reckless, being in control of my own destruction. I smirked as I pulled my car beside the Lamborgini, the metal smashed with each other, spark and burnt smell fueling in air.

My car made contact with it at a speed of two hundred, pushing it away from track ending in airborne.

"Oops" I smiled as I slammed on the accelerator, going past to the finishing line smoothly.

God, I can't wait to have millions on my hand.

But that has to wait-

I came out of the car, my pullover securing the identity as I stepped out searching for a certain blonde.

"You could have done better than that" she scowled as she stepped out of the car and walked towards me.

An absolute Beauty still even after years.

God, I would have stripped my girly straight hormones if I hadn't recognised her identity.

No forbidden romance, pretty please-

"What's fun in it then?" I asked as I leaned over the hood.

She was tall just like the rest of them.

My bitch mother has to pass me short genes!

Her emerald eyes similar to mine blaze in amusement as she comes near me.

"Why do you want me to meet you?" I spoke without beating around the bush.

She raised her eyebrows at me like she did when she was in training with me.

"Cut the crap Lee, I know you were the one who fucking pass the attack at home" I rolled my eyes.

"Still the grumpy kid" she shakes her head while laughing.

It wasn't the real, careless one, it was filled with sarcasm and anger.

"You killed Liam, he knows. you told me you'll fucking get out of here, and your pretty boyfriend had blown the entire lab, run for hills will be underestimated for you right now" she snarled , her glare deadset.

No one would have liked to be on the end of her glary eyes.

She's the opposite of her name, angel? No, she's the angel of death.

"First of all, I didn't kill Liam for fun, he attacked us at the mall, glad to say, I enjoyed it even though it was Just second. Second, Damien is not my boyfriend and how the fuck I didn't know about his blown up?"

"At Least tell me you made that motherfucker's death painful" she says, running her manicured fingers in blonde hair as she leans on the hood of the car.

"Have to make it quick" I pout sadly. I seriously wanted to torture him.

"And your new family?" Her words faltered as she eyed me.

"Wanna admit something?" I asked, giving her a fair chance to admit the truth, she has to know all these years.

"Easy there baby girl" she narrowed her eyes at me.

Can she stop calling me that?

"Why? You got something up your sleeve?" I clocked my head to the side, as I kept my best poker face.

"You lied, you know who my father is all these years," I said calmly.

I was never the one to yell and scream when I was angry at something I was trained to do much better.

The surprise flickers through her eyes.

I wouldn't even know, but I caught the family photos in the creek when Aaron was giving me a tour of the house the other day.

The photo was of her 8 years self, but the tattoo on her wrist was a dead giveaway.

"It's better that way," she says.

I clenched my fist hard and grit my teeth to not let out whole ass verbal vomit over that simple statement.

"You love them, so why didn't you come back?" I asked. We never had heart to heart talk about family, cause that's a very touchy subject to both of us but whenever we did, it was crystal clear she loves them.

Her face was blank as always.

"Well, I've a business meeting before I leave for England, take this" she handed me a chip.

"What's this?" I asked, confused.

"If you really think he'll give up on Elixir after you left, you're so wrong buddy," she says, quietly.

My finger curled against the cool metal chip. The bitterness and shivers scorched through my spine.

"I would kill myself but I won't let him win" that's the truth and promise I'd given to myself.

"Don't kill yourself for that bastard, he ain't worth it" she says, her eyes softening.

"Well, time's up! Don't get yourself killed, Her highness" she winked as she mocked bowing down, as always like old times.

Don't kill her, don't kill her, think of her less annoying version.

"How about I banished your leave? Hmm?"I smirked as I looked at her.

Her eyes sharpen in a thin slit.

"Pardon?" She was alert.

"I was kidding, relax, you're getting too old babe" I chuckled.

"I was just saying let's hang out for a quiet? I got the money in my pocket."

Her calculating eyes stare at me for a second.

"Come on, I missed you yaar" I pout, giving my best puppy eye face.

"Fine, remove that face, you look ugly" she scowls.

"Not more than you" I give her a wolfish grin as I link my arm with her.

Let the drama begin;

…..

"What can I get for pretty ladies?" The bartender spoke as we sat on stools at the counter of the bar.

Knock knock!!

Who's bar it is?

Obviously my father's duhh-

"Tequila shots" Angelina gives him a seductive smile as his eyes stay longer on her cleavage which is on display courtesy of the skimpy black dress she wore.

Gross, can he just shoo away.

"And for you, love?" He turned towards me with the same smile

Double gross.

"Soda will be fine, now go away," Angelina said, shoving him on shoulder.

"What? Seriously?" I growled, rolling my eyes at her.

Fine, Maybe alcohol and me isn't the best version but I can still handle it.

"You're not legal to drink" she smiles sickly enjoying the torture.

I just gave her my middle finger in response.

"I'll be back quickly, I need to use the restroom" I said, standing up, breaking her soulmate-attention to the girl across the corner.

"Make it quick, we're leaving" she says, still eyeing the brunette chick across the room.

I nod as I grab my phone, leaving the chair.

"How much longer will it take?" I asked, when I spotted the bartender, he was in disguise. He is actually Demetri's man. Even though he had a whole ass lecture on me after this drama, he was compelled to help me.

Not another option with puppy eyes.

"Maybe ten more minutes boss," he said, passing me the syringe, I put it quickly in my pocket, securing it.

"Good," I winked, taking the red wine glass from him, gulping it in one go. The faint blush coats his higher cheekbones.

Aw, cute.

I make my way back quickly to the table.

"Heyyy" I took my previous seat again.

"We need to leave, something's wrong, come on" she said, her lips thinned in annoyance.

"Huh?"

"I don't think so" I look around.

Her head tipped to the forty five angle as she studied me.

The strong bullet sound echoes over the music, making us alert.

"Fuck" She straightens, her hands already gripping the gun as she darts out of the table.

"I seriously have no idea" I said, taking the gun from my waistband.

Her eyes flash towards the silver gun, the small smile itched on her lips.

"I'll take the right" I said, getting my way out quickly.

"It's clear. the system is down for ten minutes' ' the voice from one of the team members echoed through the bluetooth placed in my ear.

"Don't kill anyone, just make it look like a drug raid" my voice was cold and hard, and they knew not to mess because it won't be pleasurable.

"Yes boss"

The open firing started, and I felt some of the people being held, and a muffled scream of pain reached my ears.

"Why the fuck I'm hearing screams?" I snapped into bluetooth, dodging the near bullet.

"Shit, I think someone else is also attacking, these officers are real,"

What the fuck?

Unbe-freaking-lievable

Fuckers,l. the white hot rage blinds my vision as I took deep breath and try to control it.

My eyes went towards Angelina, she took out two men before Starting ahead.

"Get our men out in the next minute" I snapped as I stood up, aiming for the guard who was firing. The bullet went straight to his heart as he dropped down.

"But boss-" I cut him off, I hate it when man argues.

Like it really pissed me off.

"Now" I all but growled at him.

“Come out, with your hands raised and guns on the floor," someone, I think the sheriff yelled over the speaker.

Like seriously bro?

I blurred past to Angelina, knocking the men away.

"My fucking heels are ruined" she snapped, hitting the point of her heel on man's neck as he dies spluttering the blood.

"No worry, your family will get you more" I said, grinning as she finally stopped and looked at me.

She must've noticed the vicious gleam in my eyes because next she was going to punch my pretty face.

"Nah, nah, not on face" I grabbed her wrist but she was quick to land the blow on my side, which was already damaged.

"You better behave, love," I crooned in my sweet voice, before grabbing her arm, twisting it behind her, and my other arm effectively trapping her by shoulder. The more she moved, the more her arm was going to lose working.

"You're making a mistake" she gritted through the clenched teeth.

"Do you remember the only lesson I've ever taught you?" Her struggles to get out of the chokehold cease as she stilled.

She'd given me lots of lessons and pretty advice but I had taught her one, just one.

The officers are already arresting the bunch of teenagers and people who were drug smugglers apparently.

"Never ever trust anyone, even your own blood" I smile, baring all my teeth.

"You think so?" Her voice was calmer but the death edge itched on the sides.

"Definitely, princess," I mocked her name, as I pulled out the syringe and injected her.

"Thank you card will be fine" I grinned as she glared at me but her eyes dropped lower and lower before she slid down on me.

God, she's a heavy and one hell of a bitch.

I winced as my side wound screamed for attention.

"Hey you kid, hands up, don't move" the officer said, pointing the gun in my direction as he looked at me and then at angelina.

"I swear I'm just trying to help my sister here," I pulled my best fake innocent crying face as I gave two three tears in display. His eyes flash in clear sympathy.

Bro, get me an Oscar.

"Arrest them" someone said, as an officer came forward and put the cuff links on my wrist and one at Angelina's wrists.

See?

Trigger Happy.