Rivals To Lovers

Most people would describe me as a threat to humankind, a b***h, and a psychopath. And don't get me wrong I was and so much more. I was smart, fast, and never thought twice about my decisions. You see, I grew up in the Mafia where -mercy was unheard- of when business came into place. -killing, torturing, and fighting for money and power was a daily game, a game ever so deadly- Because that's what you do when your in the Mafia. We were the Italian Mafia. -just our names were enough to make people shiver in fear, It would make people run away which I loved. If you ever joined our Mafia you we're in till death. If you ever disobeyed us, death. If you threatened us, death. And if you ever killed or tried to kill our own blood, well you guessed it death. My name is Roxanne Knight, Second in line with the Italian Mafia. I was Carlos Knights' first-born child. I was trained to be an assassin since I was a child. I am the best in the streets. I am known as La shiv, since I was much better with blades my Childhood, Guns just came second on my list of favorites. They did the job too quickly and I liked watching people suffer. I have always been fascinated by the smoothness of a blade kill, the mess it makes is horrible but it was worth it. Although, if I had could choose only one person to kill with a blade anytime, I already had the name in mind, Mattheo Anderson. He never matched up to me but somehow he has been my hardest target for the longest time. When I was 17 I was assigned on my first mission to kill the guy. But I failed, every now and then we'd cross paths doing our own mission but every time we'd fight we never seemed to...finish it. Now that I'm 21 things are different. The last time we crossed paths was a few months ago. He managed to escape, but that wasn't the worst part. I got distracted by what I was sent for and almost got myself killed. My parents have told me many times to just drop it and forget about him, But I am not going to rest until I finish what I started and I always finish. I am a person who strongly believes in the power of words and I Gave my word, that I would kill him, and I will. I was putting in my earrings, finishing up my look for a Party I had to attend. When my phone rang, glancing at the caller ID, It was my sister, Camila. "Hey what's up?" I say picking up my phone struggling to put in the earring. "Hey, are you ready yet? You can't be late this time" she says making me roll my eyes. "When have I ever been late, sis" I chuckled, as I finally manage to put in the earring. I pick up my red lipstick, painting them a deep red, somewhat a blood color. "And please, don't get distracted. There's a slight chance Mattheo might be there. And I've run out of ideas covering your ass" Camila said as I thought of so many ways I was going to kill Mattheo. "Ok, but I can't promise anything," I say as I cut off Camila by blowing kissing, and then hanging up. I ran out of my bathroom grabbing my gun and a few knives, of course. Putting them in my thigh strap. I grabbed my keys and exited my hotel room walking into the parking lot looking for Bloody Mary. And before you ask yes, I name my cars. My cars mean everything to me, they are one of my few prized possessions. "Off we go baby," I say hopping into my red Bugatti hitting the engine. Pulling up to the place I got out of my car admiring the luxurious building as a red carpet leads to the entrance. "Um...ma'am-" the valet tried to speak as I threw my keys at him as he catches them with one hand. "Scratch it, and I'll rip out your throat with my own bare hands, got it?!" I said looking at him straight in the eyes as he just stood there and gulped. He nodded in fear then got in my car and drove off. I proceeded to walk on the red carpet making my way inside as a guard stopped me and asked for my name. "Angelina Petrova," I say with a French accident as they looked over the list and gave me a nod as I smiled. As they opened the doors I slid on my bug device on my ear as I scratched my throat waiting for Camila to say something. "You got this," she says as I walk further into the place, it was full of rich people. All dressed very fancily. Women in dresses with their fine jewelry and men with their expensive tuxedos. "You know what you have to do," Camila says as I scan the room. Looking for my target, but didn't seem to see him. I proceeded to walk up to a waiter and grab a glass of champagne not looking at the waiters, as I felt a hand grab on mine. "What the-," I say as I look down at my hand and then at the person and see the one and only, Mattheo Anderson. "Well well well, Who do we have here?" Mattheo says looking at me up and down with a smirk on his face as I scowled him. Not going to lie Mattheo was a very good-looking man. Very muscular with his black suit fitting him just well, It was like it was made just for him. But then again we were enemies and his good looks weren't going to stop me from killing him. "Pleased to see you Mattheo, but nows not really a good time," I say picking up the glass of champagne and taking a few sips, and walking away from him. He rolls his eyes and growls as he tries to catch up to me. I stop walking and turn around to face him. Our faces almost too close. "Listen Idiota" I say in Italian. (Translation: i***t) "You have no idea how bad I want to kill you, but right now I have to take care of something and you seem to be a f*****g distraction all the time. So...Back...The...Fuck...Up" I say in a low growl. I saw his anger soon turned into a smirk. Is this guy f****d up in the head or something? Oh right, He is. "What makes you think I don't have something to take care of too." He says as I give him a confused face. If he wasn't here because of me then who was he here for. "I'm not here for you, I'm here for him," he says placing his hands on my waist turning me around, and pointing at my target. f**k. There's no way he's getting to him first. "So if you excuse me, princess," he says pulling away from me as I scoff roughly. Walking over to my target I see Mattheo trying to talk to him. He really thinks his plan is going to work. Please, women, rule men. We have the power to draw attention. "Oh Mr.Agustin, It's so good to see you again," I say giving my best French-American accent as he looks over at me and smiles as I could feel Mattheo eyes on me like lasers full of rage. "I'm sorry who are you?" The man asks with a confused smile on his face as I glance over at Mattheo with a smirk. "Angelina Petrova?" I say as he still holds a confused smile not knowing 'my name' then gives in. "Oh yes yes, of course. Angelina, how have you been my dear?" He asks as he points at a table and sits down as Mattheo sits across from us. "I've been better, thank you. Now let's drop the little act, tell me what the Russians are planning against the Americans." I say with a small smirk. "Um...I don't know what you're talking about" the man laughs nervously trying to look for help as I pull him by his tie towards my face. "Don't play games with me old man, just spill it and I'll be on my way out like this never happened. Or of course, we can always try this hard way which is my personal favorite" I say as my smirk grew bigger. The man shaking in fear. "Or sir, you can hand it over to me and I promise you that there won't be any way of harm or violence," Mattheo says putting down his drink on the table and sitting at our table. pulling the man's shoulder back so he could be back to back to his chair. "What do you say, big guy?" Matteo asks as he pat's his shoulder aggressively as the man started to cry. what a coward, I can't believe the Russians can trust a man like this. "Stop being-" I say as I got cut off by bullets flying in through the window aiming for Mr.Agustin. f**k. Just when I thought this couldn't get worse. I say as I look over at my target and check his pulse but it was too late, he was dead. "Oh come on!" Yell as I put my leg on the table and grabbing my gun from my thigh strap. "f**k, that's hot" I heard Matteo mumble to himself as I ignored it. My priority was how I was going to explain this to my father. Son of b***h. I growled in my head looking at Matteo. "This is all your fault, you numb f**k" I say pointing my gun at Mattheo as he scoffed. "My fault, how the f**k is this my fault," he says standing up and fixing his tux. "How do I know this wasn't your f*****g doing?" I asked him pointing my gun at dead Mr.Agustin and then back at Mattheo. "I don't have time for this" Mattheo said giving me his back and walking away. I could have shot him, but I didn't. You see, this is what I mean. "Don't you dare give me your back" I yelled at him angrily as he turned around to look at me. "Don't worry babe, well see each other soon" he said with a smirk as he finally walked Into the elevator and we started at each other until the doors slowly closed. "This isn't over!" I yell as I threw a knife at the elevator stopping the doors from closing and running towards it. Grabbing my knife my eyes land on Mattheo's. I kicking him right in the stomach as he hit the wall in pain. Putting the knife on his neck putting all my force on his body as he tried to push me off. "God I missed this" he laughed evilly which made me smirk. "Give me one reason why I shouldn't kill you here right now," I ask him waiting for him to say something. "I can give you what you want, with just a simple ask," he says looking at me bitting down on his lip as I pushed the knife deeper into his neck drawing blood. hearing a ding noise  I look behind at the doors to a woman looking at us in shock trying not to freak out. As I get off of Mattheo. I coughed in awkwardness putting away my knife as Mattheo fixed his tux. "Good day madam," I say as I made my way towards the exit to leave as felt Mattheo's footsteps behind me. "We just never seem to finish don't we?" Mattheo says as I look over to see him staring at me with a smirk. "f**k off," I say flicking him off and walking towards my car as I felt him grab my waist and push me against my car hood. One hand on my neck and the other on my waist as I let out a sight. "Don't you ever wonder to yourself why we haven't killed each other?" He asks me as I open my mouth to speak but he increases his grip on my neck. "And the more we try to kill each other, the more we try to avoid it," he says as we just stare into each other's eyes knowing it's the goddam truth. Eventually, he lets go of my neck and pulls in closer to me as I lose control of my breath my heart beating like crazy in my chest as I watched his every move. He opens my car door and lends out his hand so I can get in my car. Taking one last look at him one last time before getting in my car and driving off not looking back.