The Dark Angel and her mafia king

Isabella'S POV

I might go on another killing spree.

But right now I've decided to go to a small coffee shop in the city because I want some doughnuts and maybe coffee. I got ready, I decided to wear black leggings and a white oversized hoodie with some sneakers, comfortable because why not?

I put my hair in a messy bun and took my purse that has my wallet, phone, and other important things inside. I took my keys from the table and got out the door.

Something about me is I rarely lock doors, let's just say childhood trauma hit hard. But that's a story for another time.

So I left without locking the door to my apartment and went down the stairs to my car. The car that I own and always drive is an Audi RS sleek black, with custom red material on the seats.

Cars are my bae, thank you very much.

Anyways...

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I parked the car and went inside the coffee shop. Once I entered the bell rang on top of the door implying a customer had come; in this case me.

The coffee shop was a cute place with lots of people.

Brown pictures on the wall, comfortable-looking couches and chairs with people sitting and talking, plants in the corners of the coffee shops, and lastly the counter for when ordering your order.

I like this place no wonder people come here. I thought to myself as I walked up to the counter to order.

"Hi, ma'am what would you like to order this fine day?" Asked a teenage-looking girl. She had blonde hair that was up to her waist, green shining eyes with black-rimmed glasses. She was beautiful but that's beside the point.

"Hi there can I get a chocolate chip doughnut and a medium hot chocolate," I replied deciding not to drink coffee but instead drink hot chocolate.

Hey, you can never have too much chocolate even if it's any kind I take that back dark chocolate sucks! Whoever likes them deserves jail time.

"Sure thing that'll be, 4.45." She said while looking down at the cash register.

I paid the money and she left to make my order. While she was making my order I decided to look around for a seat. I saw one in the left corner of the shop, I'm going to sit there for sure.

She came back with my order while saying "Here you go, your order, have a good day ma'am." I grabbed my order and replied with a 'thank you' and left to go to my seat.

As I finished my food I got ready to leave, while getting up my phone started ringing.

Who can this be?

I thought to myself but picked it up and saw it was Richard. Richard has been one of my best friends since I came to Spain. He does street fighting and that's actually how we met.

Richie short for Richard, has blue eyes, a built body, and brown hair that looked soft as hell. He is a handsome guy but not my type.

Anyway, I picked up my phone and started talking.

"Hey Bella! how are you?" Ah,' good ol' Richie's voice asked me. "Hello, I'm fine why are you calling?" I questioned him. "Psht can't I call my bestest friend?" He bites back.

"Hm, I never said you can't but knowing you, you probably want something because you always barge into my apartment instead of calling me so what's up?"

"Okay um I wanted to beat around the bush but I guess not anymore, anyway listen up.." Richie continued.

"Alright so the Italian mafia is having a ball, and by Italian mafia I mean Damien Lorenzo and his family!" He sort of yelled.

"Ok and? Do we live in Italy or Spain?" I asked sarcastically because we both know we live in Spain.

"Once a sarcastic person always a sarcastic person, and by that I mean we are both attending the ball," Richie muttered the first few lines before speaking up.

"..." I stayed quiet for a second trying to process what he said. "I think the fuck we're not!"

"I think the fuck we are!" He said mimicking the opposite of what I said. "We have to go, Isabella! Kelvin is going as well and we all know what needs to happen with him..." Richie spoke up again.

"Book the tickets we are going," I said straightforwardly.

"Perfect! I'll send you the information and don't stress about a dress because you can buy one in Italy." Richie finalized.

"Mhm k thanks I'll see you tonight for my fight right?" I quizzed.

"Of course see you then!" With that, he ends the call.

The only reason I'm going to this ball is because Kelvin is going. Kelvin that fucker.

He and I have been at 'war' as most would say, but we weren't always like this let's just say we used to be friends but he changed out of the blue and did stupid shit, he tried killing me, stealing my stuff, going after my friends and more.

I don't even know why but I couldn't care less I played back his game and did all the same things. If he thinks he can fuck me up he has another thing coming.

Flashback

"I'm going to kill you Kelvin I swear! Touch me again I dare you!" I yelled.

"Aww is baby ticklish?" He cooed.

"Kelvin I fucking dare—" he came at me and started to tickle me all over my waist and stomach. "—Kelvin stop oh my Gosh—" I cried in force happiness.

"Say I'm the best friend you have ever had then I'll stop!" He said, still tickling me.

"Never!" I yelled back but he still didn't stop so I finally gave in. "Fine fine fine you are the best friend I've ever had!" I screeched.

He finally stopped and backed away. "You're a dead man Kelvin Linnet, a dead ass man," I said slowly and started chasing him.

End of flashback

I smiled at the flashback I got but remembered how he tried to kill me and all those things, immediately my face went to a scowl, who the fuck does he think he is. I wish I knew why he was doing that.

But hell I am going to this ball and one thing is for sure I'm fucking getting answers from him as to why he did this.