Tonight is special. For one reason mostly but many other tiny ones.

"I don't want to get too drunk!," I yelled over the deafening music. Valentina narrowed her eyes at me as she dragged me to the bar and ordered us both a drink. We downed it in one go before she headed back to the dance floor leaving me all alone at the bar. I glanced around the place.

Someone had caught my eyes. I slowly began to walk towards him. He was sat in a small secluded booth with a drink in his hands. "Come on, Seb. We're here to have fun!," I exclaimed as I held his hand attempting to pull him up.

"How drunk are you?," he asked. I shrugged my shoulders.

"Not very." I knew for a fact that I wasn't drunk mostly because I only had one drink.

I held his hand, guiding him through the sweaty bodies towards the middle of the dance floor where all of our friends were situated. Valentina and Matteo danced together as they jumped up and down like they were on a high. I don't even want to tell you what Vin and Dom were doing.

I let go of his hand and he stood still staring at my face as I moved my body to the music. "Stop being so stiff! Let loose a little," I yelled at him. He rolled his eyes and turned making his way to the booth. I followed behind him and slid into the empty space next to him.

"Why aren't you enjoying yourself?," I asked.

"I am," he shrugged.

"No you're not," I sighed out. "Go and find a girl. Have fun. Get laid." He shook his head.

"No."

"I won't hold it against you."

"I can't. I won't."

"Yeah you can and you will," I said genuinely wanting him to have a good time. I know for a fact that he hasn't been with another woman since we got married.

"No, because you're the one I want," he said keeping eye contact. A soft smile made its way onto my lips. "There's only one of you and I need you. I want you. They aren't you." One of his hands held my face as his thumb slid over my bottom lip. "But I can't have you."

He dropped his hand.

What does he mean 'can't have me'? What am I? Some object that he chooses at the store?

"Yeah you can," I told him. "If you really wanted me, then you'd at least try or fight for me." At the word 'fight', his eyes narrow as he realises something.

"I know that you know," he told me. At this moment, I realised that I never confronted him about being Blade.

"How long have you known?"

"Since that day we fought in the gym," he said, thinking back to that day all those months ago. I was pissed off that day.

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"I guessed you probably didn't want anyone to know."

"So you're really Blade?" He nodded his head.

"And you're really Red."

"I need to get back into the ring," I told him. He nodded his head.

"I know you do."

~

When I realised how long we've been sat at the booth talking, I checked my phone.
11:59

I grabbed his arm and dragged him out of the booth. Despite his protests, he followed me into the middle of the dance floor. Valentina and Matteo looked at me with huge smiles as they continuously watched the time.

56 seconds.

59 seconds.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY GIRL!," Valentina cheered as she threw her arms around my neck. "Ti amo tanto (I love you so much)."

"I love you too." 

Congratulations and well wishes were given from random strangers around us as well as Dom, Vin and Seb.

After that, we all dispersed. Vin and Valentina disappeared. Dom and Matteo were dancing around here. I swear I saw them. Seb and I sat at the bar.

"Finally 18 then, huh," he said as he leaned down towards my ear. I let out a hum in response. "Why didn't you tell me it was your birthday?"

"Well now you know," I shrugged. Vin and Valentina eyeing each other up gave me an idea. "If those two hook up tonight, you have to make me breakfast every morning for a week straight."

"And if they don't, you have to drink a whole bottle of vodka."

"Deal." We shook hands, sealing it. I stood up from the stool at the bar and stretched, raising my arms above my head. I felt a tug on my dress causing me to look down in confusion before I realised that my dress had ridden up and he had pulled it back down.

If that did not give me butterflies, I have no idea what would then.

"Lets go somewhere," I suggested. Before he could open his mouth to speak, I spoke, "Don't worry, the deal is still on. We'll find out in the morning. Come on, lets go."

He let out a sigh before he got up and grabbed my hand, guiding me towards the exit. The fresh cool breeze hit my skin making me let out a sigh of pleasure. It felt so nice compared to all the sweaty bodies in there.

We walked towards his car and got in. We'd be back to pick up the others later. We drove around for a while just enjoying the silence.

"You know, I hated you when I first met you," he told me honestly. I silently agreed with him because I hated him too. "If someone told me then that we'd actually get along and that I'd actually like you, I would've killed them."

"You couldn't help but fall for my amazing personality," I teased.

"Shut up," he mumbled as a small smile played on his lips.

"No. But you were asshole. I actually hated you a lot," I said honestly.

"And you were a whiny bitch who acted like she was a fucking princess."

I let out a fake gasp. "I was not!," I exclaimed in laughter. "Once you see my knife throwing skills, you won't even believe that I could act like a princess."

"Okay. Lets go now then," he said before driving to his base. I went there once with Dom and Vin to question some guy. I can't even remember what he did.

~

TW- Abuse⚠️

"Boss," some guy greeted Sebastian as he walked past us. Before he could take another step, Sebastian roughly grabbed his shoulder and pulled him in front of us.

"She's not fucking invisible," Sebastian spat out. A small smile at this tiny gesture threatened to break out.

"Sorry," the guy squeaked out. "Mrs Boss." He nodded his head at me.

Sebastian glared at him for a second longer as I put my hand on his arm, gesturing for him to let him go. He dropped the guy to the floor once he realised that was the best he was gonna get out of him. The guy scurried off, not daring to look back.

"You didn't need to do that," I told him.

"Yeah I did," he said in a duh tone. I dropped the subject as we made our way to the knife throwing area.

"Lets see what you got, Ana," he said as he crossed his arms over his chest. It was still so weird to see him without a suit on. I rolled my eyes and grabbed a knife. I held it in the throwing position I felt more comfortable in before aiming for the bullseye.

I let it go.

We watched as it soared through the air before hitting the bullseye.

"See," I shrugged modestly. "I'm just a pro." I threw another and another and they all hit the same spot.

Sebastian clapped his hands slowly. "I never would've picked you for type."

"The type?"

"Going for the most violent type of kill."

"What can I say? I got a love for blood," I chuckled. I walked towards him suddenly turning serious. "I had to learn to protect myself."

"Everyone does," he said confused.

"I agree with that but I had to learn to protect myself from Santiago," I told him honestly. "I'm glad he's dead. I am. But I can't stop feeling like he's gonna pop up out of nowhere."

"I promise you he won't. He's dead. I made sure of that," he said thinking back to when he -well, we- killed him. "Why was he still alive? Didn't you ever tell you family about him?"

"I couldn't. He threatened to kill me and my family. He killed my baby. If he wanted to, he would've killed me within a heartbeat."

"I'm sorry."

"He used to hurt me, you know. Everyday. He'd hit me. If he got angry, I'd be the punching bag. If he was annoyed, I'd be the punching bag. I couldn't stop him. I was weak. I was stupid," I sobbed, finally glad to have someone to talk to about this. I've kept it buried inside me for so many years and finally it's out. It's like something huge has been lifted from my shoulders.

Sebastian pulled me in for a hug, surprisingly. We've never hugged without me initiating it. He wrapped his arms around me as he rested his chin on my head. "You were not weak and you were not stupid," he said slowly, trying to make me understand. "Anyone in the position would freeze up and get scared, hell even I would." I glanced up at his heartwarming eyes.

"Really?," I asked for reassurance. "The big bad mafia leader who's also Blade would be afraid of getting beaten up?" I chuckled.

"Who isn't? You know you're gonna feel pain and you try to prepare yourself for it but when it hits, the pain is indescribable. You realise that you couldn't have prepared for it. It hurts like a bitch and things like that happen."

"That's why I took up fighting. I enjoy fighting the trained ones, it makes me feel powerful when I beat them. It makes me feel the complete opposite of how I felt when I was on the receiving end of all those punches."

"It's your birthday. You're 18. It's time to start a new chapter of your life-."

"-But I need to heal from the last one...," I said slowly, finishing his sentence. He nodded his head before he unwrapped his arms from around me. I suddenly felt cold as his warm embrace left me. He threw an arm across my shoulders as he led me out of the base and back to the car.

~

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Keep an eye out for the release of the next couple of chapters👀 The next one or the one after that will contain smut.

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