4 4.Flores el Salvatore

Marley POV

I opened the door to my office and the sight that caught my eyes sent chills down my spine. My office chair was facing the opposite side. I noticed that it was swinging. I thought of going to check what in the world was going on but even before I could make my decision of either running out or facing the situation the chair slowly turned facing me.

I froze for a moment.

He sank into the chair... with his face masked and hands gloved. But I recognized the ocean eyes. The eyes that had made me look so stupid hours ago.

"Who are you," I asked in a shaky voice trying to make it seem steady as possible. Silence. Tension. More silence. This was getting awkward and nonsensical. But I knew exactly how to trigger such people.

I looked at the alarm thing on the wall and as soon as I raised my hand to press it..."Don't even think about it, " he said in a husky tone.

Of course, I wasn't going to press it cause he'd escape... contrary to what I wanted. But he didn't know that. He isn't that smart after all. This was becoming easier than I thought.

Another awkward silence. "Who are you and what do you want?" " Good question Miss. I'm Luca. People call me Flores de Salvatore," he answered. I knew that name. Flores de Salvatore. I'd seen it on TV, in newspapers; one of the most dangerous men in Kansas. He was suspected to have conducted the most unimaginable assassinations. Word had it that he was once apprehended and mysteriously vanished in his cell while in police custody.

But my body again froze for a moment, as vivid images flashed in my head. Images I had once again seen in newspapers. This guy was dead. His supposed body had been burnt beyond recognition in a car accident. The evidence found was of his two left fingers which supposedly survived the burns.

Was he kidding me? Of course, I could never believe the words of a "dangerous-looking too cute to be" wannabe criminal. As far as I was convinced, he was lying to me...he intended to give me chills and make me submit to all his demands but too bad for him I was just not the one.

At this point, he was running his right hand gloved fingers over his left hand. I looked at his hand and immediately looked at his face. How stupid of me... Marley focus. Your mind is an open book and he is coming to terms with that.

"I know what you're thinking Miss. Your mind is an open book," he said with a smirk. No comeback... no nothing. I was not shocked though... this was an obvious body language and he noticed it. Still not smart, mister blue eyes. I'd notice that too if I were you...I thought, immediately rolling my eyes at his remark. "Don't worry though, I'm just about to prove you wrong," he said slowly taking off his left hand glove. My stomach did a flip flop as I came to terms with the fact that I was facing a cold blooded killer ,with breathtaking eyes of course... it really IS Flores el Salvatore.