The plan

I breathed in and out while trying to calm myself, then I decided to play along. I wasn't going to escape knowing what exactly would be waiting for me if I did so. I've leaned closer the same way he did, and then I've used the sweetest voice I could've used while answering back his previous statement.

" Well, I'm sort of new to town, not only here." 

He smirked, his devilish smile lighting up as he pulled me closer. Just before his lips could meet mine, I quickly placed a finger on his mouth.

"Not here," I whispered a hint of mischief in my voice. "Let me take you somewhere better."

I took the lead and pulled him toward the place where Marco told me to bring him. It was an empty room, which I didn't expect.

I mean, I thought they would be waiting for us here, and my role would be over. That's what I was told.

Panic washed over me as the one called the Reaper showed no intention of waiting. His lips grazed my neck, sending a shiver down my spine. He pressed his lips to the sensitive spots on my neck, making me push him away in disgust. He seemed confused for a while, yet decided not to care while forcing himself on me.

Without thinking twice, I started screaming while asking for help. Funny how the only person I thought about while seeking help was my capture. 

I shouted as strongly as I could while screaming his me.

" Marco... Heeeeelp!"

Only then did the so-called reaper seem to understand what was happening. He pulled a gun from his pocket while cursing at me, and before he could shoot, Marco interfered and pulled him away from me while punishing him hard.

I never thought I would say that, but I was deeply glad that he was here. Well, it was way too soon for me to speak, as the next thing he did was to shoot the Reaper dead.

I screamed, unable to contain the shock and fear running through me. Tears streamed down my cheeks, and before I could process what was happening, Luca appeared and struck me in a way that left me losing consciousness.

When I woke up, I found myself back in the dull room. I was placed on the bed, with my outfit being changed to a white dressing gown. Unable to forget what happened, I started crying while trying to think about a way to escape.

Yet, I was unable to think since the first thing that came to my mind was how I'd end up being a dead body, me and everyone I knew if I messed with any of them.

But then, a stupid idea emerged in my mind. Well, it's kind of stupid but the only thing I have for now.

My charm was able to drive the Reaper to his death, as he was stupid enough to follow me without his men, knowing that it was his first time meeting me. Why not use that charm to make Luka fall in love with me, and convince Marco to spare me?

Yeah, I know it sounds stupid, but it's my only way to escape here alive.

As if he was reading my thoughts, the door busted open, revealing a cold-looking Luca. He held a bag from the pharmacy, which seemed to be filled with remedies.

He rudely threw it at me, and I was about to curse him when I remembered my plan.

"Thanks!" I faked gratitude while cursing deep inside. He then looked at me as if I had grown two heads.

" You're making fun of me, aren't you? Why would you be thanking me? Guess you didn't see your face yet?" He smirked proudly as if he had done something to be praised for.

" My face?" I've repeatedly not been able to get what he was saying. I ran my hand all over my face only to feel an immense pain exactly where I was punched. 

I've breathed in and out while thinking twice before speaking, which is something I am not used to doing.

"It's alright, I kind of deserved it anyway. I said some things about you earlier that I shouldn't have."

Don't get me wrong, I would never truly believe that. No man has the right to lay a hand on a woman, no matter the reason. Especially if her mistake was based on a lack of knowledge. If I were in the right situation, I'd never utter such words. I will have my vengeance soon enough, but for now, I need to stick to the plan.

"Just shut it. You're really annoying, especially when you act that way." Luca snapped.

I forced a strange smile, though smiling wasn't exactly something I am good at. Fun fact: the room I was locked in didn't have a mirror, so I couldn't even tell how bad it looked. As I sat there, I started applying the remedies Luca had brought, relying only on sensing the pain.

A burning anger coursed through my veins, but it wasn't toward anyone other than myself. I hated how weak I was, how helpless I felt, unable to defend or stand up for myself. 

I set there remembering all I've been through, starting from the kidnapping, being locked in a room with a dead body, causing someone's death, and then being punched straight in the face.

I couldn't hold it in any longer. Silent tears streamed down my cheeks as I cried without a sound.

Out of nowhere, Luca took the cream from my hand and sat beside me. Without a word, he began to apply it to my face with surprising care.

"You're doing it wrong," he muttered, not letting his harsh tone getaway.

For some reason, I felt a small hint of relief—not because I was pleased by him taking care of me, of course! Never.... Absolutely never. 

But in that moment, I caught a glimpse of guilt in his expression causing a tiny sliver of hope crept back into my heart. 

Maybe, just maybe... The big bad guy wasn't as heartless as he seemed. And I swear to God, I wouldn't miss the chance to use that against him.

" Thank you…" I sweetly whispered.

He didn't say anything after, as he was done he emerged toward the door as he was intending to leave the room. but before leaving, he decided to speak one last one.

"You're looking at the wrong guy. Marco's the one you should thank, or even blame."

As soon as the door was closed, a psychopathic smile crept into my face. the silly plan I was not sure if it might work just a while ago, seems to be the greatest I've ever set up.

They want me to be a bait, so I'll be the bait that will send them against each other. 

Beware of me all of you!