The Audacity!

"I don't believe this."

"The guy's 28, he had to get married sooner or later."

"B-but he's in the mafia!"

"Just because we're in doesn't make us no less human." Nadia stated harshly, yet she didn't look at me.

"I hadn't meant it like that, Nadia."

Ignoring me, she looked towards Nik and scowled, "Meet me in the room, now!"

With that, she walked away and Nikolai followed.

I stood there in utter shock, everything suddenly felt like a dream. Walking back to the room, trying to channel my multiple emotions into one was the hardest thing to do. I slumped down on the sofa and replayed everything that happened between Sinister and me.

I was unsure of what I was feeling. I wanted to murder him. He led me on. He kissed me! He kissed me even though he had a fiancée. Sinister played me and used me as if I was some sort of object. That's all he knew to do! He always toyed with my emotions! He manipulated me the first time we met and now… now I felt as if I was suffocating from some sort of…. Toxin. He's going to be a married man. What he did was wrong! Then again, didn't he say he was the definition of wrong?

Men.

Sinister.

I hated him so damn much right now. More than I ever did.

I honestly felt as if I had a pencil in my heart.

"Becky." A voice webbed the air.

Him..

The audacity!

"Becky." The voice called again.

I didn't answer.

"Becky." The person spoke the third time yet this time, I jumped slightly in a startled manner as I felt a cold hand on my shoulder.

Getting up and turning around, I faced him.

I fisted my hand at the side of me as I looked at him in destest. I was suddenly unable to control the anger towards this man that was building up within me.

"You had wanted to- "

Before he could have completely that sentence, I slapped him.

I slapped him hard.

It was the sharpest slap I had ever given. I was so fumed right now that I literally felt my hand burning.

"You damn well know what that was for." I seethed murderously.

Sinistsr slowly locked eyes with me. Just when I thought he would argue back at me and get mad, he didn't. Instead, he held my gaze and almost seemed to be reading deep into my aching soul. There was something about him that didn't seem in place right now. The way he was looking at me wasn't in his usual manner. He suddenly became so cryptic, it was alarming.

"Do it again." He stated in a silky and soft tone.

I blinked.

"What?" I asked, taking a few steps back as he neared me.

"Slap me again."

Huh?

"Excuse me?"

"I want to feel your soft hand on my skin again."

This man..

"They'll be even 'softer' when they're around your throat, Sinistsr." I scowled and hit my back against the wall.

The Adam didn't seem like he was joking.

"Come on Love, slap me again !" He growled.

"This isn't right Sinister, stop it." I breathed.

"I don't care."

"Well, i do!"

"I know."

His tone..

His tone was dead serious and it scared me how raw his voice was. He leaned in on me and stared at my lips.

"I don't regret doing what I did, Becky."

With that, he flicked his eyes back up to mine and spoke in a harsh tone, "I don't."

"And that's exactly the problem with men. They do things that would only hurt us. You were an unfaithful bastard right from the start. Listen, Sinistsr," My voice broke at this, "I don't partake in adultery nor do I support it."

His eyes seemed to widen a bit, like he was t expecting my words.

"You misunderstood me, Becky."

"Oh?" I said with a soft bitter laugh, "Did I 'Misunderstood' that you would have a wife soon?"

"It's not how you think it is." He frowned.

"Please for God's sake, just leave me alone." I stated, pushing him away.

As I was about to walk out the door, Rosalie entered.

I had to admit she was beautiful, she had this erotic flare to her. Then again, Nadia also did as well. And me? Well, I wouldn't say I was bad looking. I'm beautiful in my own special weird little way and I believe everyone is too. No girl should compare herself with another to lower her self-esteem. It isn't something I would encourage others to do.

"Oh what a long time I hadn't been inside here." She smiled, "I'll tell one of the workers to bring my stuff I up soon."

Saying that, she looked at me yet aimed the question at Sinister, "Is she a maid here? I don't see the reason for her being in your room. If I were-"

"That's enough, Rosalie!" Sinister harshly cut her off and held my gaze, "Miss Grey and I both know what we want. It isn't your concern."

I noticed how bitter her expression became yet I was feeling this sudden throb within my chest. I didn't want to stay in this room again. I didn't want to even look at Sinister. He took advantage of everything and I didn't like that. I knew he was someone I should have stayed away from yet there was something about him that drew me in. Like a moth to a flame. There was something different about Sinister, he wasn't just someone in the mafia. There was something else about him. Something my curiosity was aching to find out yet I'm afraid that I'd I fall into his madness- into his inferno- to find answers, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out.

"Miss Grey," Maria smiled at me, "I was looking for you."

"Oh, were you?"I said with a sad smile.

"I was asked to ensure that everyone is seated for dinner tonight."

"I don't want to seat with those people, Maria."

"Please Miss, it's sir's orders that everyone be seated- including you."

"Sir? Sinister?"

"No. His grandfather- Ded."